You know, I always refrain myself from talking about politics or religious issue – simply because I have not enough knowledge about this two particular areas. I am an ignorant when it comes to politics issues, that I admit. Even though I had been eligible to vote in our beloved country, I never did. I never care as long as it doesn’t effect me. That’s how ignorant I am. And when it comes to religion, I am not that pious even though my name should reflect me otherwise, so I don’t dare to talk without reference.

But it doesn’t mean I have no stands. I think it’s too childish to fight over God’s name. So to make it clear at the first place, here’s my stand about this God-Jesus-Allah issue: As long as it doesn’t do malicious, doesn’t talk lies about Islam, doesn’t alter Muslim’s belief in their faith and religion; go ahead use it. It is not worth it to fight or go to wars over usage of name to describe the Almighty.

Language has been made by people to describe everything. Me, as a Muslim, believes in ultimate one power. It is my God, and that’s my faith. If I am to communicate in English, I’d say “Allah is my God, and He’s the only One”. If the Christians want to say that their faith “Allah is the God, and He has Jesus as the Son and the Ghost as Holy Spirit”, hey, that’s your faith, not mine.

In Islam we have a revelation in our Holy Book Quran that says: “No force in Islam” (translation Malay: Tiada paksaan dalam Islam). I respect yours, and you’re gonna respect mine too. Why need to shed blood?

Sadly, this issue has been manipulated to be political by my own race. We don’t even have our own crafted language (Malay language is heavily influenced by Sanskrit: reference Wiki), now you’re gonna create your own crusade towards the word that origins from the Arabic language? Oh meleis…

Crusade with swords and cavalry are now irrelevant; we’ve got guns and tanks. Today, it’s the conquer of knowledge; but sadly, most of us goes berserk over something without enough knowledge. How pathetic to see that it’s easier to point fingers, blame each other, and rage without proper cause; but never self-reflect for what we have already done to ourself.

Picture for facepalm moment (credit to here, click to enlarge):

(Apa ke kerek sangat Melayu ni? Salah ke orang lain nak mengenali Islam? *facepalm*)

P/s: Try read this: Obefiend and this – Allah Untuk Semua.

Douche: A word to describe an individual who has shown themselves to be very brainless in one way or another, thus comparing them to the cleansing product for vagina’s.

Douchebag: Someone who has surpassed the levels of jerk and asshole, however not yet reached fucker or motherfucker. Not to be confused with douche.

Source: UrbanDictionary.com

I’m gonna make a confession right here, right now: I’m not as sweet as you ought to think I am. I’m not normal, I am a douchebag. I can be a jerk at time, with my cynically analytical-critical bullshit thoughts and opinions. But whenever there’s a battle of gender equalities, battle of sexes, differences of sexes that is annoying, mostly I’m going to keep my opinion to myself. Why?

Pasal kalau aku sound direct sorang-sorang kang kene batang idong masing-masing bai.. nanti kang terasa sangat kang aku lak takde kawan!

Recently I got into arguments about battle of sexes (gender, I mean, not that “battle of sex“..) with two different parties. I have no intention to reveal who they are, but this post is about stating the obvious belief I have. What I always know and believe are:

• Women ought to think in emotional while men are more logical.
• There’s always loopholes for emotional, which logical can always fill, but the emotion will always rejected.
• Thus, emotional and logical cannot be in parallel.
• So, there’s no such thing as perfect woman or perfect man.
• Which leads to the needs of an understanding, forgiving and give-and-take if you want a relationship.
• Which always leads to disasters since human are self-centered bitches or bastards.

Guys can say that they don’t like the indecisive moments women had when they go shopping. Guys can say that they don’t like the women to keep secrets from them. Guys can say that they don’t like their women to be clingy or depending on them too much.

But that is what women do. Indecisive when they go shopping. Not telling men what problems they have.  Wanted to tell they’re sad but do not tell why. Depending on men as a shoulder to cry..

Women can say that they don’t like being put in second position when men goes out with friends, women can say that they don’t like men talks all about themselves, women can say that they don’t like when their men forgets about the most little details; like not noticing the new hair that they’ve made.

But that is what men do. Men like to have their space going out with friends. Men likes to talk about themselves. Men forgets about little details. Men don’t notice the smallest changes.

So how, brown cow? *sighs*. This thing is going into infinite loop without resolution. It’s not going to be solved without: ACCEPTANCE.

Here’s a note to everybody who’s single: If you want a relationship, accept the weakness. Don’t try to change, because if you fall in love, its the things that cannot be changed that you fell in love with at the first place.

And here’s a note to everybody who’s in a relationship: If you want the relationship to sustain; be forgiving, accept, and give-and-take, because nobody is perfect. She loves you even though she’s not texting you. He loves you even though he’s going for a mamak session until late in the morning.

True; it’s the smallest details that can make you smile in the morning. But is it worth risking the relationship for the smallest mistake that make you throw a tantrum over your significant other? Is it worth not trying to start a relationship for the smallest mistake that he or she made?

IT’S NOT.

We’ve got to put this thought’s into our mind: the world doesn’t always revolves around me. It revolves around all of us. We’re just a tiny chunk that makes up the whole puzzle called life.

You are nothing without all the causes or peoples around you; that is what actually make up your life. If there’s no people or nothing happened around you or to you, you’re just as good as the fly scavenging the cadaver. You’re nothing but shit.

Now does that makes you feel small or intimidated? Good, because as said earlier, I’m not normal – I’m a douchebag, and this is what I call the ultimate way of self-reminding-humility.