Overpriced Nasi Lemak

mengelamun
where is the overpriced food?

we jammed up Summer @ Quattro :)

battle of the boob about to begin
rude u!!

serious complot of the futsal player, the inspector and the researcher

I love meeting up with old friends.
I hate to make Mid Valley the meeting point.

I do not see any valid reasoning to be hanging out in Steven's corner as an attempt to catch up with people whom I have not met for long.

I have long concluded that these mamak joints are actually bird watching spots for a lot of yuppies and thus have stopped patronising.

I just prefer to be in random places, trying out different stuff and not get my hair all oiled up from the burning tandoori chicken..

I see no wrong in going to a more comfortable venue to have talks without being pestered by VCD peddlers.

As I try to fill in more words to this post, I also realised something --- this is not the kinda stuff that I would lament on my blog..merely because :-

- it doesn't excite me emotionally

- I do not have friends who are models, artiste or merely bimbos who can appear cute in pictures. Instead, I have police inspector, researchers, doctors, futsal player and lots of working executives friends who have low-risk, low-profile life.

The exec

The exec-cum futsal player-/the inspector /- the soon-to-be-jobless-researcher

the IT nerd

the batik lady

Nevertheless, I do enjoy a good night out having overpriced food that comes with the ambience and the comfort of not having the hair being oiled with the memsmerising tandoori aroma :)

Not to mention exorbitant parking rate. Then again, this is KL, what ya expect?

mumbo jumbo

Its All ABout Me

Who Me?
I am a reflection of the muhibah spesies in my country. Cynthia is what u can see on my business card to fit the glam world. Any sales people to have allow potential clients to call them a Miss Lee or Mr Wong is just wayyyy toooo English. I just realised that the newly hired designer pronounced my name as Chitra. Cant blame her, for the Chinese education she received in Bentong. After all, the famous local singer Khatijah Ibrahim turned to Puan Kacip Fatimah via her interpretation :S . Is not really her fault. It's the education system which fails to understand how to nurture the young ones to be more proficient in whatever that they are fed as per syllabus in school.

When I put on my dance saree, its wise to adress me as Suetha. Just to blend in with the Indian community and prevent awkwardness. It did came across my mind what will happen if i do ever get to perform on stage one day. As per any dance, at the end of the shows all dancers will be called out to let people know who are they. I am still thinking. Would Suetha Ram Gopal be suffice to make me famous?

Suhana was derived after numerous exhaustion to tell the bumiputeras: " Oh tidak!! Nama saya bukan Chindia!! Nama saya Cynthia la, kak.. " I was so tempted to have another set of business cards with Suhana Razali printed on. It definitely serve a better assurance to the bumiputeras knowing that I am of their league. After all I am selling batik :D
Anyway, if one day I were to get married to any Dato, Datuk, Tan Sri or YB, yes, I would want my name to be Suhana :)

And of course being chinese, I have my 3 words Chinese name, but let's not go there..

Yerr.. Nothing fancy About Your Blog..
Well, can't afford a boob job as yet. Hence there isn't much I can flaunt. To photoshop will take me ages. I can't afford to fill my teeth 3 at a time, let a lone go for repetition of botox every 6 months, hence I can't flaunt that also. I also do not have a very rich / super rich / fraking rich / freaking glamour boyfriend whom I can post and brag.. or at least post pictures of places I went with a boyfriend for huchimamas for your envy.. If I do have a super ugly boyfriend, I can also consider posting that up and making a biography of that. But I have no boyfriend or the significant half that i can flaunt :(
I blog because it's hard for me to archive hard copy of my rants and complain. Though I do still keep some letters from friends since Form 6. But my mom constantly ransack my stuff and dispose off without informing me. I blog because I wanted to make sure my writing skills is constantly brushed up. One day, I may write a book :) Even if the day do not come, I am thinking maybe it will still be useful one day if I were to start up my tuition centre. At least I can teach writing essays with no complications.
I blog because I don't talk a lot :) which is unbelievable. I am a sales person. And not talking is not helping. Well, I do talk, but I just don't talk a lot to people I am not so comfortable with. Like Ma.. I remembered once she asked me to read a content of an official letter from developer asking money to release the Strata Title. I do not know how to translate back to chinese words, I told her "it's the Geran Tanah..just pay what they want la.. " she LOL and then yelled at me for being stupid and do not even know how to say that out despite receiving more education than she did. I threw the letter back on the table and left. To blog about her. (*__*)

My Perspective On Life
It never did occur in my mind that there needs to be a different angle in viewing life. Maybe the constant appointment to see the numerologist made me a freak. And not being able or wanting to look forward and layout some routes for myself. of course there are some basic charting of where and who I want to be when I am 40. But as to how.. hmmm.. when I started to ponder.. my heart beats faster. And i quickly surrender and consoled myself to a deep sleep. The next morning I forgets and only to be remembered of the pondering in another month late..Procrastination made a blank-out me.
Which I tend to change. From now on.
I fear God, so I wont go and steal. but doesn't mean I wont curse you with the *&^$ word till death do us part.
I fear death, cus it seems painful. but it doesnt mean that I will stop smoking simply because all cigarette packs got colurful pictures of the lungs ( i do not condone smoking ya :) . I just make sure i have the supply.. for entertainment purpose and sometimes to keep me awake from boredom)
I fear poverty.. because I was and am still a poor person. Financially and emotionally. As much as people try to convince themself that money is not everything, I know one day if anything happens to Ma or me or any close frens and relative, u got no money, then u better die fast and don;t make other people suffer. Which will then leads to the poverty of emotion.. At times when emotion is weak to face the obstacles, it's really scary and painful having the hallucination in minds about everything and anything. But I know as poor as I may be, there are people who are more pitiful than me.. so sorry to hear that.. :(
I fear going to hell - but then I am still not convinced how comfortable is Heaven. If it's all just flowers and rainbows, what am I gonna be doing in heaven for such long time? But I know for sure I am gonna see a lot of familiar faces in Hell, cus a lot of people curse the *&$$ words to others, lots of people have sex before marriage, lots of people go for prostitution, lots of people take drugs and also lots of people who do not pray so often. Some even brag about no having religion.. which I am sure they too will take the journey to hell. No? So I know I will have some friends there :)
Ah... and also the botox groups.. see u all in Hell :)
To sum it up : I cant really forsee how much crow 's line will I develop on my forehead. I know each day is an episode which I am taping for myself. Sometimes there is a peak in episode. most of the time its just another episode running. There is a lot of regrets which i have yet to learn to let go. hence those who knows me- no u know why am i so grumpy... I have a lot of regrets mah..

What Have I Achieved
Nothing much to be honest. I've got a small little flat which i refused to furnish as I hate the location. But Ma insisted. I decided not to furnish it in hope that I can actually look forward to a bigger flat.. well maybe not bigger.. It just have got to be out of Jinjang!!! I also got a national car and yet to be able to afford a BMW. Constantly I do remind myself " U stupid bitch!! Tomoroow must work hard and get some commision!!! Else u never gonna get a BMW for sure!" Tomorro comes and I got jittery of the self inflicted pressure and turn cold during my cold calls.. Sigh...
So, I do not have much materials assets.. neither do I have bodily assets :(
Which I think needs no explanation.. Anyhow, I still constantly reminds myself that I am far better than a lot of people out there who cant afford a vehicle of their own. I get teary eyes when I see grannies in their 60s carrying baskets and bagful of stuff waiting for those smelly buses. I get saddened too with the visuals of uncles driving old motorbikes to work in torn t shirts and badly tanned complexion. it reminds me that I am not so unlucky after all. Maybe in next life, I can be a prime minister and help uplift the life of these people.

U Emotional Laden Moron!!
Yup.. my loud and egoist appearance did quite a good job to conceal the weak hearts that I have for a lot of things around me. I felt like crying when I see old people who still have to work to earn a living. I felt angry at those bastards who thinks so highly of themself and I cant seem to dispose it off my minds tho they didnt really did much to ignite my angst. They merely have some jokes about how gorgeous their 4000 bucks a set of tires are. I felt worrisome to find out Ma is another year older.. what am I to do if anything happen? I do not even have any contact numbers of the closest relatives. I have some cousins on FB, and that's it. I also feel dizzy when I see cats and dogs being crushed on the road. I am nervous and dizzy at the thought that I will be going for some trekking on slippery hills ( I am scared of death after all). I am never at ease unless I managed to locate where is the missing mechanical pencil. I felt like waging war if I do not get what I wanted after numerous repetition of instruction. I felt dizzy when I misplaced the business cards of some clients which i intend to follow up..
To which I think eventually my death is self-provoked... sudden loss of heart beats..

Me and Friends
I like friends more than family :D
I dont think it's worrisome. Some just have a different comfort level with different parties. Somehow I have a higher comfort level being among friends. But it's rare to find good friends now in the woring world. Times are bad. Everyone just need to make sure their feet don't get caught with fire in the office. Then there isn't really a lot of places that I can make more friends. Did you notice the envious stares of girls when they see other hotter girls passes by? It's like as if they have found themselves a rival and would like to end the other party's life soonest. how to make friends like that? :(
Then when one try to make friends with guys.. people say u are a bitch. No girls and guys can be friends with no intention to : i- rake money from the guy, ii- sleep with the girls. When one party do not want anything other than friendship the opposite party will claim she / he have been cheated of their emotion.. haih......
The world have turned so complex..

Me and MY Favourites

MOney comes top of the list. but I never do have enough. Nevertheless it's still my favourite. Each day I try to be positive and tell myself in the mirror I need to make more sales and get some commision hopefully :)

Sexy is a noun to me :) heheheh.. Sometimes I think God knows how much I can and cant take. Hence he never give me what I always wanted. A sillhoutte worth to be called a bodily sillhoutte.. He just gave me something excessive out of the norm just so I wont stray. He knows, if I do have Jessica Alba's waistline, I will never be the down-to-earth-forcefully like who I am now :D

He knows IF i do have that, I will never let it go wasted by not making money out of it :D He knows if I do that, I wont be at where I am now. Living in Jinjang and helping these locals to uplift their living lifestyle by having a 'better' person like me in their neighbourhood :D Not to forget spend all my evening travelling for 45 minutes to another town just so I can fetch Ma- and not be able to go out dating :( cus I have to spend another 45 minutes to get back.. haih....

I have started the Odissi dance not too long ago and it's almost a year. I remembered I have dreams about doing Indian classical dance since I reached puberty but never do have the guts to do it. And so I started and 29 - when constant supply of glucosamine is required to battle the weak knees..Again.. one day I hope to grace the stage in a graceful sway with enterprising choreography and money-making expression.

I kinda like to run also.. maybe it's just the kiasuism seeping into minds. Or maybe I just cant afford the monthly fees of going to Celebrity or non-celebrity Fitness Centre. Hence running is the best option cus there is no fees incurred each session. Unless in a marathon.. which I try to attempt at re-living my prime time.. but I just realised being able to finish 7km in 40 minutes when I was 18 is different than hoping to complete 11km within 1hour 30 minutes when I am 29. It felt like I am being dragged to Hell.. but I think I am gonna persevere and go on for a while until I can afford to run in style in a monthly paid exercising facility centre.

The Power OF Shoes..

And i thought I can fend off the typical superstition that all girls / women / ladies will crave for a collection of accessories - be it shoes, bags, trinkets of chains etc...

Then I realised something... I too am a woman in the making.. Besides spending the monthly hard earned money on zombie-colored lenses, colorful eyeshadows, attention seeking mascaras, face powder which promises 1001 wonders to make me a flawless Rihanna, some low cut blouse which screams boobs and once a while some expensive push up for the PUSHED OTT visual effect, I have developed the same syndrome like those other woman with weak feet - SHOES!

I am still analysing the possibility of me to have spend sinfully or maybe its merely a necessity. Ah moi complained that I rather spend RM250 on a shoes than to go clubbing with her... please dont blame the shoes.. why wud I want to go clubbing with another estrogen boosted spesies? :)

I came back with a pair of shoes most probably desired by all girls.. accompanied by a satisfied credit card statement :(

Of course being ordinary and only able to afford the commoners brand, don't expect to be dazed with a closet full of JImmy Choos... is gonna take me a couple of years to actually be able to afford A pair. nevertheles I'm still happy with what I've got.. :)

my Flokaka from ALDO - RM468 @ 50% discount

Melissa from ftv @ below RM50. bought it just to match the red dress

Whitney II from Primavera @ RM180 maybe

Sookie from London, courtesy of Kio :)

my very first Whitney I which can no longer be worn :(

Words Of A Minister

04/30/09
19:46
Indonesian batik better than Malaysian, Chinese :
Minister

Pekalongan (ANTARA
News) - Indonesian batik is superior to similar products from Malaysia or China, and therefore the country`s batik producers should not worry about the competition, Trade Minister Mari Elka Pangestu said.

I*___* : Unless Cik Mari is waging war towards the neighbouring countries, she is a b*&^h to make such a statement. Superior?? I do agree with the fact that Indonesia is one of the very first country to have maybe make a living / trying to achieve some chique-ness in fashion detailing / created a hobby / or simply had a brilliant idea to draw on fabric - but as a Minister (of TRADE somemore) why would you want to put a cork on your backside by making a defamation of other neighbours who tries to emulate what you do? We may be late by a decade in starting this hobby of drawing on cloth, but don't you think it's good competiton for your fellow citizen to know that people are doing the same thing too and maybe they should think about how to commercialise it to a higher level?

Pangestu made the statement at a function to open International Batik Week (PBI) here on Thursday."We don`t have to worry about the competition from China and Malaysia
because our batik designs are superior and difficult to emulate by other countries," Pangestu said.

*__* : Actually, I wouldn't say its difficult to plagiarise (call us copy cats), but what is the point? How do you rate superiority in something that may be of the same stream but of different market segment? It's like making a statement that the Epson printer cartridge is soooo superior, that no one can buy or will buy the recon catridge? . everyone die die also will buy the original cartridge. But just so you know, there is a group of people who couldn't care less and opted for the latter, because it's just a cartridge that will do the equal amount of printing. Sometimes it's cheaper too :)

She said Indonesian batik was more oriented to painted and printed batik and thus its superiority was difficult to match by China and Malaysia.Commenting on Malaysian batik, the minister said its motifs and colors were less competitive than the batik work from Indonesia.

*___* : I really do not get what you are trying to get hold of. get hold of yourself Cik Mari!! Please elaborate then, what is the orientation of the Malaysian and Chinese batiks. Eh.. what are the competitive colors that you think the Indonesian batik have that the rest do not have? How do you measure the competitiveness of the colors? Some colors must have been performing so badly that they do not deserve to even be invented.. :)

"Malaysian batik is completely different from Indonesia`s because it has bright colors with one or two flowers on it but ours has a lot of flowers on it," she said.

I*__* : well at least you know our batik is different. but you mean you really counted the numbers of flowers we have on our fabrics? So to say that as long as you have more flowers, you win the game? Again I must say, Cik Mari may be a good Trade Minister, but you gotta learn to be a lil subjective towards the matter of arts. Trading are figurative exercise i suppose.. but you do not appreciate arts by the numbers of flowers on it. NUMBNUT!

Asked about the number of batik prducers who had been registered as patent right users, Mari said the Trade Ministry still did not know the exact number."I still don`t o know the exact number of batik producers who have been registered because it is an affair of the Intellectual Property Rights (HAKI) Directorate General at the Law and Human Rights Ministry," Pangestu Said.

*___* : Hahaha!! U do not know your facts properly!! Ish !! :P

But she said her office would trace the number of batik makers who had been registered as patent right users.The minister also said the International Batik Week in Pekalongan was expected to increase the number of international buyers of Indonesian batik commodities.

"The important thing for the PBI which is held for the second time in Pekalongan is that it can attract as many foreign buyers as possible to come to Pekalongan," she said.
(*)

I*__* : If it's already the second time, so what was the outcome of the first meet? Where are the statistics? Show me la..

I like Indonesian batik too :) . but being in a small industry with which some are just wannabes who think that this is an easy job, wouldn't it be better to have a collabo between artists of both countries? Well, it's sad to say also that some of us over here in this country do not have an identity to call it their own, hence are trying 1001 methods to emulate your people there.. but have you noticed that even after 200 years they are still drawing 2 flowers with bright colours and not the least stepping onto your 1000 flowers on a cloth skills?

Cari makan biar bersama, cari gaduh, jauh jauh sikit :D

Complexity of a Complicated Concubine :P

I never do get it why would people announce to the whole wide world on their complex relatonship status on Facebook or Friendster by making it a point to make a statement that they are in a COMPLICATED kinda relationship.

If you are a girl and u put that on your status, what would you expect a single guy to do? If i am the guy who would like to know more about you or maybe even pitch you out of your misery, are you gonna allow that to happen? Since you already made a declaration that you are in a rut of complication.

Or.. or maybe you are telling the public 'don't play play' with you cus you are so undecisive with the relationship that is goin on with your life. Literally you are soo screwed up..

If you are a guy in a complicated mode, then shame on you! It really sums up to one reason - you are a coward in disguise. A womaniser will never put the'COmplicated' mode. It will jepoardise his market share to be in such complexity.. See? It's apparent that the one left to put such status must be those who are left in the dark to lurk around attached ladies and hoping they will get the bouquet to her hand.

I view relationship merely as an episode in someone's life that comes and go.. i mean of course if it stays eternally that would be a wish granted for most love-hopefuls. But things are never always beds of roses :)

There are stumbles and pot holes.. Some are lucky to have a smooth ride. While some keep stumbling to the point that they do not see the feasibility to continue the journey.. hence they turn to monosexual people... yeah, sometimes your best friend of the same gender understand you better than the jerk who tries to meddle your emotion.. hence the jump-over to a monolythic relationship..

Many are clueless to what happens to me.. Boss always think I am depressed over relationship hence not able to focus on my work.. Nah, Im not..

Yeah, there are jerks (i mean bumps, not the person kinda jerk) in that particular segment of life.. but I don't think it's wise to be a weakling and forever claim to be in a complicated kinda situation.. sometimes things are best solved earlier to make way for a better path ahead!! :)

Maybe I am self consoling over this lame post.. maybe I am plotting something too.. but I bet for me to be sober over such issue is new to those who know me :P

Yeah, I am kinda good in sealing these kinda issue to the back of my face.. But really, when it's time to work, it never really zap across my mind, so is during the time when I am busy entertaining the frolics of friends around.. I supposed this kinda issues is never a top 10 in my priority in life.

But I vow to untangle the whole complication!!!

Actually it's not that complicated.. I just gotta say it .. in another post :D

Kau Bodoh Ke??

It felt like a bypass. Blood gushing into a stream and creating an eruption of angst.. No. It's not orgasm.. It's really disturbing me for the past couple of hours. I droe home aimlessly thinking what would I have do if i see you in front of me.. Then I gave a loud yell in the car just to release off the grief that I have accumulated after I saw how immaculately stupid you are that I think a tapir would have passed of a better expression of innocence..

Uurghhhh!!! It doesn't take much to refrain me to stop eating.. All I have to do is to hit a motorist and that would bring me tremble and trauma for the day to forget about eating..

It also doesnt take much to irk the irritation out of me.. All YOU have to do is to scrape the paint off the gate at parts, and not being able to realise u are a real dumfuck bloody minah rempit bitch not to have realised it will then cause the damn old gate to turn RUSTY!!!!!

I only asked for the Ah Long's stickers to be removed.. It is partially my fault for not realising you do not operate with a Windows Operating System on that hard disk of yours. Most probably you have gotten a freakin numbnut size of a grey mass left in that helmet of yours!!

And I shall dedicate today's insomnia's of mine to you. Thanks for making my day, and thanks again for making me feel reluctant to head to work and see you again...... pgffhhhhttt!!!

:(

When I Do Get My Anklet

In another couple more months, I will be taking centrestage and perform with the rest of them :D

Yup, another of my must-do's for the year besides completing the marathon. Coming July and I will officially be a year old doing odissi. I hope the common perception that it takes a dancer at least 7 years for a solo performance in classical to be totally UNTRUE!! By then I would have been 37 years old and not be able to make a business out of this skill which I have by then invested RM6720 for the tuition fees ( can use the equal amount to operate the tuition centre i have in plan). Hopefully with a mere RM1920 which is equal to 2 years of tuition fees in odissi I will get my own anklets and complete my arangetram.

I have very little hand and feet co-ordination.. am still wondering if I will actually quit before I can go on stage..as year of doin it ans still not getting any slimmer... hmm... am only good in acrobatic steps and not synchronised steps.. the pressure is as much as trying to make a sale !!!

Tachayaini and friend

Malathy been doin it forever

Masterji and Kali

Some bald men just announced the latest addition to the petrol which is gonna cost 20 cents more and he couldn't explain why... Yeah, nobody really knows why and WHY in this country that I live..

Wish them luck, and wish me luck too ..

Ma's Day as they put it..

I have never really liked her. Not that I hate her, I just have very little emotion towards her.
She spits out food bits in the car, and said I am snobbish to tell her off. It's my new car!! She spits food at the restaurant while waiting for the bill. I guess she will only know how rude it is when one day she walk pass a table and people spits on her.
She expresses nosy expression towards what people next table does and says. Yet she will never say a word of bad about her ruined son. Drug, whores, ecstasy, name it, his son would have done it. But I know words about me being rude to her have gotten around for some time. But I really do not care, because she did not really make much impression on me.. neither are those people whom she bitches about me.
She bitches about how other people's daughter is a spinster and not being able to get attached. She obviously have forgotten, she TOO have one at home. And maybe her constant bitching have thrown in some bad karma to the daughter who is now to suffer from the consequences of her remarks about others.
She also make sure she let those close to her knows how little did the daughter ( read : daughter, not son) did not do much to the household and her. But no comments made on the son whose only skills is to siphon money from her to feed his drug addiction once upon a time and still now constantly requires her to help him reload his prepaid phone.. But she forgot to mention she gets a monthly allowance equivalent to a clerk's salary and free transportation home from her workplace to home which takes more than 30 minutes at least from the daughter whom she has / have / had?
Communication was rare.. I no longer see a point most of the time. I said I am goin overseas, she nags about possibility of involving into narcotics issue in the airport. I informed on goin to the beach, she nags about getting drowned. I informed on goin out with friends at nite, she nags about being conned by men or stuff I barely remember. I told her I want to eat hot plate me, she told me I will get cancer from that.. I have 1001 more situation that I can relate to.. but let's not create such bad impression...
After all it's mothers' day today.. Adn she deserve an applause to have created a 'something' that she can use to nag on, bitch about and rely on at the end of the day..
Mothers' day is not just a day to celebrate the mothers, but also the accompanying daughters who need to have high tolerance level to go thru their mom's aging behaviour.. and not giving up. Of course then there are bouts of angst displayed, with some rude statement utterred sometimes, but it's all love :)
I am sure one day I will die with regret for not being able to be the best caretaker of aging parents.. which I tried and failed miserably, but I still endured. I knew the responsibility piled on me despite hating how things do not go as per my visualisation of a perfect situation.. I don't think i can do much changes to the situation or to myself to make it a better environment. I am after all an egoist and unless I am convinced that my visual are not realistic to be achieved, I will not spare a moment of backing up from my point of view...
I guess for many more years, I will have to endure the hatred scene of having someone spit food pieces in my car.... hmmph..
Happy mothers' and daughters' day ( see how ego I can be?)

Do U Know What I Do??

To most, i seem free..
When asked, people knows I do batik.
But do u know batik is a process? It's not what I really do?As in that's not my profession? That is merely a process widely known to make colourful fabrics for arts and fashion purposes.
And saying that I do batik merely means that I am in an industry which does that particular process. By saying that I do batik does not mean I am literally, virtually, visibly, physically free !!! Cus i work!! I do have a job with a specific job scope that comes with a lengthy description on how do I go about in that particular position of mine.
By saying that I do batik does not mean I only start work when I am inspired to draw and design.No, I do not draw nor do I design for a living. I do not stand along batik frames determining sizes of the motifs that is to be drawn. I also do not just sit and hope that creative juice will come and make me do more designs just to upload into Facebook for your watching and amusement, just to get your compliments..Even if I were to say that I DO BATIK, have you ever wondered what do I do with the batik that I did? Assume that I draw and design. If I keep doing that every single day, I would have plentiful of batik fabrics. If you do not receive a piece if batik from me, have you ever wondered where does the batik goes?? Did it ever occured to anyone of you whee does it goes??
Or maybe most think I draw when the creative juices flow, then have all the fabrics displayed in some carts or kiosk in some poorly populated malls. Have you also ever figured if I were to do so, would I still be able to meet up with you for lunches, dinners or any other activities?Have anyone of you also wonders why my nails are clean and are not tainted with paints or whatsoever? And also I wear heels and nice clothes when I see any of u? Instead of me seeing you in stained hand, and poorly bleached t-shirts ( this is what the batiker normally wears)?This is because batik is just and INDUSTRY i am in!!! Not what I do!!! If i say i am in semiconductor, does it mean i start soldering component boards????
Have you also wondered why there are restaurants which is secluded, with not very tasteful food prepared by immigrants from Burmese can have loads of buses of corporate clients coming for teambuilding dinners or so? Have you also every thought how the hell does the ikan keli breeder manages to flock off all his breeding in the ponds?? Do you also know that now, the tongkat ali drinks have come out with a new version called " Sparkling Tongkat Ali" ?And who the hell do you think initiates or create awareness to all these?? It's a fraction of the population who took up the responsibility to do sales and marketing.
Yes, I am a sales and marketing manager !!!! I am not trying to be an arrogant bitch to stress i am a MANAGER. am merely telling all of you who is not aware that I HAVE A JOB TOO AND ITS NOT BATIK!!. I am a salesperson, literally. In any case some of u may have mistaken me for a clerk who just sit in the office and waits for request to perform any task which may not be of any benefits to the company where I am attached, let me tell u... that is not my job description..
Whatever churned out from that humble production of ours, I need to figure who is gonna buy those stuff. And again, I dont hog my own desk waiting for the possibilities of u, u or u to ring me up and maybe offer to buy. I make calls, I make more calls, I see people and I see more people, presenting what I do and trying to propose 1001 ideas to sell what we are churning out..If by any chance anyone of u are able to meet me up during lunches, dinners, jogging session, movies or any other events that may seem to imply i do not really have a proper job, let me tell u.. I DO.. just like anyone of u..
I do not go around making justice reading law, I do not go around talking about finances and being president of some banks, I do not go around diagnosing what is the type of flu u may be having, I do not go around talking about news from Microsoft on some latest software development..
It just so happen I seem to be in a different industry than most of you are. but at least I have a job, and I can still afford activities like anyone of u.. (most activities)So, please do not think that I have NOTHING much to do whenever u catch me free.. thats' just how we sales people are supposed to be, accomodating to everyone's need -- if possible.
I will tell you I am free even when I am driving without a handfree.
I will also tell you I am free even when I may be in the midst of a discussion.
I am also free when I am in the midst of preparing proposal within datelines ( yes, batik people do do proposal like u corporate people)
I am always free for anyone of you.. but it does not mean that I am totally free with no work!
We are just a bunch of accomodating species who have been trained to have a soft spot for people who may want to spend some time on catching up, maybe with a lil business prospect..
Then there are times when I declined and said I am not free - it may have meant :-
1- i really am not free - like maybe visiting the Prime Minister
2- i really am not keen to see you at that time:)
Summing it up, I hope all of you do know/ am aware / are made known that besides the normal profession, normal industry that you are in, there are normal people like me out there who also have a normal job, tho in rare indsutry but still having an equally tough job scope as you do.

I am sad..

Good day..

Another Moments To Lend a Hand

Many different poster layout, but of same agenda.... The Aradhana is going to happen again on July 4th in Klang this time. This will be in aid of a little John Paul, a 5 years old boy who suffers from cerebral palsy.
Nope, I am not dancing. Yet.. maybe in another Aradhana..

See you there..

U going Shuba ???