The common funny question I get these days. I somehow thought that it’s real obvious what I do for a living. I mean, it’s real obvious if you read my CV at LinkedIn (http://www.linkedin.com/in/nazroll). But seems like what I do for a living is still like a “mystery” to some people. I think for once, I need to clear that up. Continue reading
It feels nothing. Finally coming into the age of 30, I actually feel nothing. Nothing really excites me this year. Truly.
On a career level, I still think I’ve a long way to go to get there. Though the going has been tough, but the results have been truly encouraging. All these new experiences, new mistakes, new found colleagues; so far it’s been hell & heaven. It’s always hell. Heaven later, if it works out.
On a personal level, status quo remain unchanged. Pretty much no improvement from years & years of dry spell. Karma’s a bitch, and she’s slapping me with both of her hands. The cheeks doesn’t look normal anymore. When are you going to stop? I guess it pays to be not nice. Continue reading
All that is left is an empty vessel filled with pain. Fire it up, and let it burn.
All that I can think of right now is to just live as much as I can. Right to the very end. This is a reminder for you Nazrul, to remind you that every inch of the road that you made your footprints with will be forgotten & taken away sooner or later. Losing is part of living. Not everyone means it when they say “thank you” to you. And work on people & things that matters to you the most. Remember that Buyot…
Culinary visual delight.
Eminem & Rihanna performing the 2nd single, “I Love The Way You Lie” from MM’s new album. Buy me a Recovery album for Christmas! Hehe
Ahh, everybody seems to be melodramatic about the demolition of Pudu Jail. I can understand why you need to be “sad”, losing a historical landmark. But my question is this, how much of that history were you part of? Were you a former resident? Did you had anyone you know that went into Pudu? Simpler question; have you visited anyone in Pudu Jail when the jail was still reeked with urine smell & faint voices of inmates?
Don’t try to understand something that you’ve never been through. Just say, “I think I know how you feel, but I think I don’t at the same time”. Be honest. It’s sad, I know. But you have no idea how it was before Pudu Jail was shutdown. It wasn’t something to be proud of. It’s a historical reminder, like how the Nazi concentration camps is to the world. You can make a movie out of Pudu Jail. Serious. I have a working title for you, “Budu Pudu”.
Confirm pedas.
