Love the one who loves you

Chapter one: “Love the one who loves you”.

Well, I have some issues on that quote. It was taken from an Indonesian song entitled “CINTA” sung by Kris Dayanti and Melly Goeslow and since the song’s melody was a kick, two Malaysian singers re-sang the song a few years later with the same title. Yeah, honey. It reminds me about a morning talkshow named Malaysia Hari Ini. It was a segment back in the 90’s when there was a song with the words;

“Malaysia, Indonesia… Dua sahabat lama. Dua negeri, berlainan.. Namun satu budaya budaya budaya budaya budaya lai lai lai lai…”

Means:-

“Malaysia ,Indonesia. Two old friends. Two different states with one culture.”

Speaking of that morning talk how, why is the station not running ‘Jejak Kasih’ segment now?

 VS

 

It’s getting late in this hot and humid country. As my modem router signals the connection of my internet is OK. I’m going to rephrase that all over again.

Chapter one: “Love the one who loves you”.

I have issues on that quote. Always have issues. People tend to believe than to know, so if I use this quote;

“Kill the one who broke your heart”

-Assume that it was quoted by ‘a self-proclaimed Greek philosopher’

Or

“Till death do us part”-by anonymous

Do they mean:- I should pick my sharp Kai knife in my rented house kitchen and slit her throat now? Yeah, right. Speaking of her, it’s flooding in her hometown. Like she stated on her ‘blocked-from-me’ facebook status (blocked-from-you actually),

“the water is at my waist level”

Yeah, she is not exceeding 147cm even if she is wearing her pirated Crocs shoes so my assumption is:- the water level was as half as her height, 73cm.

She was so mean, the meanest woman I’ve ever seen. But fine, this was all about fair trade. I used to be happy with her and she found a better one. She left me and I’m single.

I’m single and mingle. So here it goes,

Chapter one: “Love the one who loves you”.

Maybe we were young and not matured.

No, maybe I was young and not matured and I was so madly in love with her. Real deal, huh?

-Yeah, it was nine months ago.

But the thing is, it was my first time experience being dumped by a woman that I loved the most. I used to love her more than my ibu. I was dumped by a lady. I wasn’t mad that she left me. Maybe it was the time for us to say goodbye to each other.

I was mad because she left me for a baldy guy who had a difficulty in pronouncing words with letters “T” and “D”. In Malay we call it pelat.

Once I was a Jeckyll, Dr Jeckyll. Suddenly, I turned into Mr Hyde. She sat beside him, at the place we used to spend on her 22^nd birthday. I saw her laughing with him. In front of them was the couple’s sidekick, Resdung. His face was so rough as moon’s surface like he was planting rice (not paddy) on his face. I felt like it was way better to pinch the rice field on his face. Resdung reminds me on a man who was so ugly, but acted cool with his hands inside his sweater pockets in the warm of the night. Not to forget, wearing a polo shirt with a number on the back. ‘Hackett’, huh? The real fact was, he claimed that the place was his territory (Shah Alam).

-The plate number of his car started with A.

Pretty tough, stick all the stickers about those brotherhood of so-called ‘Malay Gangster”. There were very ugly stickers, just like Resdung’s face. Spider web, samurai swords and plagiarized Ghana Flag which symbolized the ideology of the clan. Come on, Al Capone used to conquer New York and you? Kajang is out of your reach so as 3.00 of your pointer. TWO point WADDUP???

This is what I bet. She went to the baldy just because of his car. Yes, it’s what a girl wants. Sorry, what a vulnerable woman wants. But, there is a price to pay


- Her heart

Or

Maybe I was so handsome and she decided to prove that ugly guys also stood a chance to get her love?

Well, Damansara boys got love.

Now, people may ask am I matured enough to be a matured man?

Can anyone define what maturity is?

Who in this world can claim himself as a matured-man. Because a crazy buddy doesn’t claim that he’s crazy. I almost got sick by the titles women gave to boys. Matured, hot, cool, stylish, elegant, arrogant, poyo… Weirdo.

Well, as for those attention seekers, keep on changing your facebook status every 2 minutes because I bet, there will be more than five people (dudes) will click the like button. And all of them were just clinging on you to attract you. Just because you’re smart, it doesn’t mean that you are a goddess. You can claim yourself as a humble person while updating your facebook account saying,

“Yeah!!! I got DL again!!!”... blip blip blip... 5 people like this!!!


Maybe you are cute until people couldn't differentiate between smart and cute... 

Guys, let me tell you how to look cool and matured.

Raise your hands and slide them inside your pockets and walk like it’s in Green Street Hooligans. Or act like you are in a so called cool matured movie about 24-7 of fighting and ‘cool’ violence, Crow Zero.

If you are a midget, you can impersonate yourself as Tamao Serizawa... The average height for a Malaysian man is 170cm.- He's 169cm...

Cool, huh?

I’m going too far. My bad. Let me try again.

Chapter one: “Love the one who loves you”.

So the quote should go to whom? Me, her or that guy?

It feels like she’s bringing me (assume that she’s driving although she is ‘Serial Passenger’ all her life) to i-City and showed me all the artificial trees and makes me feel like I’m in wonderland and suddenly she said,

“Ooh, Bay-Bee, this is what can’t give you. You can see it but you can’t have it Bee…”

Or

It’s like believing an expedition to Mount Ledang may boost your self-esteem. Then it turns out to be an event where the facilitators are just walking like crabs in their pointers and yet they are the passive aggresors who technically introverted but played the roles of extroverted people and give speeches about SELF-ESTEEM. And you had had to pay RM60 for the expedition.

Talking about Self-Esteem.

Try to differentiate self-esteem and confidence.

OK, let me rephrase that again.

Chapter one: “Love the one who loves you”.

The song was re-sung by two Malaysian artists where the lyrics and melody were just the same. So why should they let the Malaysian artistes to re-sing the song? Just like Ellla singing ‘JTM’ a few months after the songs ‘Jujur’ and ‘Takkan melupakan’ by Radja hit the Malaysian “billboards” by storm.

And yet, they are still blaming piracy who made them suffer in the self-proclaimed ‘Fo-Fu-Ler’ (popular) industry when they didn’t realize that they are selling products which had been plagiarized over and over again. But still, the industry keeps on giving out awards with nothing to trade. That is why there is an award show to give trophies to artistes based on the POPULARITY not QUALITY. SMS surely does the business.

And the main sponsors are Telco operators.

Ignite.

Even a singer with no album stood a chance to win the awards. Try this:-

Compose a one-time hit song. Put a catchy line and keep on repeating the same melody and ask the radio stations to bombard the drivers’ ears with your so-called art and see the verdict. Go to sleep for a year and a half but do update your twitter whatsoever.

You are jobless and out of ideas but the fans love you and your one-time hit wonder. Come out with gossips and self-made gossips which will boost your popularity like;

“Is he smoking?”, “Is he in love with a Datin?” or just “Is he gay?”

Ask the media to exaggerate the stories and when the cameras come to you, just say, ”No comment” and brag that you are on the way to go global and in progress of your second album. Pretend like there is nothing going on with you. You are a rock star. So what? Many people liked you on your facebook fan page thanks to Mark Zuckerberg… and Eduardo Saverin. Keep walking with your hands in the pockets and voila! They still love you.

See? Most of untalented artists cannot fill their rice bowls due to piracy… HOLD ON, they still keep on pin-pointing the piracy.

And after just two albums in two to four years, here comes a new album with the title

“The Best of…”

“Menampilkan lagu-lagu hit seperti…”

Where most of the songs were covered from various local artistes and added some adds-on such as, Palm-Muting and heavy distortion effect. And that’s the way to cari makan in this industry.

From the defendant’s side which is the pirate himself, even the pirates couldn’t cari makan from their pirated “Masterpiece”. Nowadays, the pirated DVD tycoons can’t cari makan thanks to the existence of torrents and sharing and above all of these; Javed Jawed Karim’s Youtube.

OK, one more time.

Chapter one: “Love the one who loves you”.

Plenty of fish in the sea. Who is the lover and who’s the loved now? Take this situation for elaboration;

There were two men named Hayad and Ojim.

There were two chicks named Inas and Irah.

Hayad loved Inas but Inas hated Hayad. Inas loved Ojim but Ojim wanted Irah. Lovely, Irah loved Hayad.

Am I a psychopath or something?

Now, tell me who should embrace the lyrics?

“Love the one who loves you”.

Dee-Jay, roll the Hindustan song.

My comment, To Hell- with the -Me.

I’m rephrasing,

Chapter one: “Love the one who loves you”.

Who’s the lyrics-obsess now, bitch?

Wait, the term ‘artist’ in Malaysia is specifically used for musicians, actors and dancers. So, if there is a handicapped guy drawing with his toe, he can’t be called artist. He is just a handicapped drawing dude.

One happy couple at home... ALL THE BEST!!!