Looking Back in Life 2
by Johan Ishak
May 2024
Photography
Gelugor, Penang
Model: Sally Dali the Cow
..... where aesthetic values transcend and appreciation ignited
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A Solid Respect Between Law Enforcers
by Johan Ishak
20 April 2024
Photography
Masjid Negara, Kuala Lumpur
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Boden's at Kaki Gurung Jerai
by Johan Ishak
January 2024
Photography
Merbok, Kedah
Models: Aun & Ma' Jan
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Warna Yang Kini Pudar
Dunia ini diselubung,
..... kemurungan
Hilang semua warna-warna,
..... yang dahulunya indah
Nyah ia bersama maut
Aku terus jua melangkah
Di alam yang tiada warna
Di maya serba 'sephia'
Diheretnya berus dan cat
Digaulnya keluarga hijau
Untuk mewarnakan pohon dedaunan
Dicampurnya biru, putih dan kelabu
Untuk mencantikkan langit dan awan
Diadunnya merah dan kuning
Untuk kuntuman mekar dan lebah
Namun,
Sehebat mana pun kebolehan
Masih tidak sempurna gambarannya
Sungguh lengkap dan tertib
Kecantikan duniawi ciptaan Tuhan
Sesungguhnya kudrat ini,
..... kurniaan Dia
Tidak terdaya aku menggagah
Untuk mengembalikan seri
Agar muncul warna-warni dahulu
Hanya sekadar imitasi nikmat
Yang suatu ketika wujud
Yang kini hilang ditelan zaman
Oleh Jo Haq
9 Mei 2024
1:08 pagi
Bukit Jelutong
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Terkilannya Gurindam Jiwa
Terbenamnya mentari merah
Terhembusnya gunung berapi
Terlayunya sekuntum sakura
Terkulainya seekor lebah
Terpadamnya api keretek
Terhangitnya pulut panggang
Terbujurnya perwira perang
Terjatuhnya hukuman hakim
Terlanjurnya kemaksiatan nafsu
Tertipunya umat lemah
Oleh Jo Haq
4 Mei 2024
5:45 petang
Kelab Golf Negara Subang
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Mati
Angin bertiup sepoi sederhana
Terbau harumnya pohon kemboja
Dan berkicauan burung-burung rimba
Di situ tersedialah liang tanah merah
Dan terbujur insan itu bersahaja
Menunggu nisan batu waja
Dengan kain putih menutupi terlanjangnya
Anak-anak mengepal-ngepal tanah
Mengambus perginya cinta
Menitiskan butiran air mata
Dan mereka mampu menghadiahkan doa
Semoga insan itu sudah bersedia
Di dalam ruang sempit dan gelita
Bakal dipersoalkan amalan dunia
Setelah tamat tempoh nikmat dunia
Itulah juga pengakhiran kita
Kelak pasti akan kita terima
Oleh Jo Haq
1 Mei 2024
10:51 malam
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Suatu Rekoleksi Dapur Arwah
Ikan Parang
Ikan Alu-Alu
Ikan Tenggiri
Kacang Kuda
Kacang Kelisa
Kacang Panjang
Ubi Kayu
Ubi Kemili
Ubi Benggala
Pisang Raja
Pisang Rastali
Pisang Berangan
Jambu Air
Jambu Batu
Jambu Mawar
Nasi Kandar
Nasi Lemak Lemuni
Nasi Durian Santan Ais
Oleh Jo Haq
27 April 2024
11:28 malam
Bukit Jelutong
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Hutang
Lemah longlainya kaki aku
Kusut serabainya kepala aku
Apabila dihitung hutang,
..... yang selama ini tidak diperlaku
Seribu hari puasanya tak tentu
Dan diabaikan pula rakaat dua ratus ribu
Belum lagi zakat yang beribu-ribu
Sempatkah lagi bila masaku sudah tepu?
Atau harus aku terus redah jalan berliku?
Membayar apa yang patut selagi laku
Oh! Tuhan, tenangkanlah hatiku yang pilu
Kerana aku terasanya sangat malu
Dengan Engkau aku mengaku
Layakkah aku menerima kurniaanMu?
DiberiNya anak syurga kepadaku
Yang akan menghulur tangan menarik jiwaku
Sedangkan dosa-dosaku penutup pintu
Dan aku naik saksi tidak sanggup juga aku,
..... untuk menahan panasnya nerakaMu
Oleh Jo Haq
22 April 2024
10:30 malam
Bukit Jelutong
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Malam Yang Rendang
Awan malam bak pohon rendang
Tebarnya bagaikan bercabang
Dedaunnya segar dan kembang
Angan-angan aku pun melayang
Jauh ke Hospital Selayang
Cukup pantas masa disailang
Tau-tau 24 kali bulan berulang
Teringat insan yang aku sayang
Dia sudah pergi dan hilang
KepadaNya jua dia pulang
Tidak ditinggalkan pun bayang
Tidak pula diberinya peluang
Untuk aku membuat dia riang
Hidup ini terasanya amat kurang
Sehingga air mata titis terlinang
Aku harap dia sentiasa tenang
Dan tidak dibiarkan seorang
Berdoa aku dalam sembahyang
Semoga dia sudi kunjung datang
Di dalam mimpiku sebelum siang
Di kala malam awannya rendang
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The Promised Land
Go back, go home
Where you came from
You bloody Penangites!
Go back to your promised land
For you are the people of the island
And your tongue desires the spices
And your feet longed the ocean splashes
Have you not any love and desire to go?
To walk the streets of Gelugor
Or to scream, swear and hate
At the motorist with 'P' plates?
Go home, go wander
You bloody islander
Nothing less than RM300 per square feet
And certainly anything more would be great
By Jo Haq
11 April 2024
10:41pm
Bukit Jelutong
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Distrust, Loath and Disbelief
Do we trust the person who is looking for an answer?
.... and distrust the person who says he has found the answer?
For the questions with no answers we should desire,
.... and loath the answers that we cannot question
Are we to find faith?
.... and if so, must we first be in disbelief?
Because when we have faith,
.... we are already certainly bias
So, those are the questions we are faced,
.... for trust, desire and faith
Or,
.... for distrust, loath and disbelief
By Jo Haq
11 April 2024
10:14pm
Bukit Jelutong
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As the Fair Sun Sets Today
As the Fair Sun sets today
It shimmers across His Milky Way
Ending Ramadhan as it bows to Pray
Closing books accepting No More pay
It submits well to sacrifice its Ray
Allowing the Moon to Eclipse in its way
But what does Humanity have to say?
When Rafa is Blackened with forays
And its sky in Penumbra haze
Nevermind the Dead under the gray
For they are Martyrs as when they Lay
Leaving the Universe for God to slay
As the Sun rises on Judgement day
By Jo Haq
9 April 2024
30 Ramadhan / 1 Syawal 1445
7:21pm
Bukit Jelutong
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FEATHERED FISH
Haafiz Shahimi
2019
92cm X 46cm X 4 Panels
Pyrography Print, Inverted Burn Fabric Dye, 2K Matte Paint Epoxy Resin, Acrylic on Jute
Acquired on 24 March 2024
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(SAJAK INI TIDAK ADA KENA MENGENA DENGAN YANG HIDUP ATAU MATI DAN BUKAN PENDAPAT PENYAJAK. IANYA SEKADAR GUBAHAN KREATIF SEMATA-MATA)
Minta Maaf, Perempuan
Minta Maaf, Perempuan
Bukan gua nak buat generalisasi
Tetapi kalau gua buat observasi
Di jalan raya lu lagak langsi
Lu fikir jalan bapak lu kasi
Nak tukar tayar pancit pun lu geli
Minta Maaf, Perempuan
Bukan gua nak buat cerita
Tetapi kalau gua buat kira-kira
Berapalah sangat lu belanja
Lu sibuk beli beg, baju dan cucuk muka
Nasi, api, air, sekolah anak gua settle semua
Minta Maaf, Perempuan
Bukan gua nak perangai 'sexist'
Tetapi kalau gua fikir habis-habis
Ada sahaja benda lu nak tepis
Lu rasa hak lu dengan gua harus persis
Jangan sampai nanti lu yang mengemis
Minta Maaf, Perempuan
Bukan gua nak tunjuk alim
Tetapi kalau mata gua mengerling
Dikatakan gua otak pusing
Lu juga yang tunjuk paha, punggung dan puting
Habis lu ingat gua tak runsing?
Oleh Jo Haq
1 April 2024
4:34 petang
Shah Alam
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Tutuplah Matamu
Engkau terbeliak
Rakus membaham apa sahaja
Kononnya wanginya ketiak
Hidungmu itu dikencing ganja
Matamu memandang dengan riak
Tidak engkau sedar usiamu senja
Jika betul, dikau harus teriak
Atau tutup sahaja pancaindera
Jangan syaitanmu itu membiak
Seolah-olah ditaburkan baja
Maka itulah lumrah manusia
Nafsunya bertahan waja
Oleh Jo Haq
28 Mac 2024
1:31 pagi
Bukit Jelutong
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Lembah Kehancuran
Turunnya Sang Hujan
Deras yang meneggelami
Lembah ketikanya
Manusia terlupa
Janji-janji yang tertera
Ketika bermulanya alam
Di detik pertama azali
Kembalilah .....
Sujud ikhlasmu
KepadaNya
Zahirkanlah .....
Cahaya imanmu
UntukNya
Kita berdoa
Agar dapat ditebusnya
Dosa,
..... hidup ini
Kita berdoa
Sejuknya alam
Akhirnya
Oleh Jo Haq
25 Mac 2024
10:44 malam
Bukit Jelutong
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PENDULUM
By Jo Haq
25 March 2024
6:08 am
THE PENDULUM, that was the focus of my dream, at least that was what Tun was interested about, "Say what? Tun, what do you mean?"
Tun looked at me with his fierce pair of eyes and uttered, "Look at the bitch's face will you. See how satisfied she is. It is as if she has discovered the secret of the Universe. That nasty bitch!"
I looked at Margaret who was sitting on a red-white-blue stripped sofa, with a stupid grin on her face like a crazy female Joker. Tun made his way to Margaret walking slowly but steadily in his grey bush jacket. He greeted, "Madam Thatcher, how do you do?"
"Ahhh! Mahathir! How nice of you to come visit me here. I am bored sitting on this red-white stripped sofa."
"If you do not mind me asking, from a distance, I hear the tick tock of a clock radiating from this rediculous sofa of yours. What is that sound?"
"Ahah! That is the sound of my policies. Hear it! What do you hear?"
I took the opportunity to say something while walking towards them after Tun had, "We heard a tick tock of a clock from that beautiful sofa of yours"
"Don't be a hypocrite boy! Tell the bitch the sofa looks ugly", scolded Tun while staring at me, again, with his pair of big fierce eyes, only this time accompanied by a big ridiculous nose.
"Well, I am sure this boy has better EQ than you Mahathir. Let him say the good things about my sofa", says Margaret. "So, boy, what do you think it means, .... my tick tocking sofa?"
"Well, errr... "
"Shut the fuck up will you boy", says Tun while kneeling to see underneath the sofa. I too find myself kneeling to have a look at what was under the sofa, only to be distracted by Margaret's old ugly legs swinging by the edge of the floating sofa with no shadows on the floor, if there was any floor at all. "Look! Look! I see now".
"See what Tun?"
"The arm of the pendulum. It is long, longer than one would expected. When it is long, the sway takes longer time, accumulating stronger momentum, hence producing a slower but more powerful sound of tick tock".
I observed. There was a golden pendulum swaying from left to right, and right to left, making a ticking sound that irritated my ears. "Okay, I see it. But I have no idea what the yardstick would be to conclude that it is longer than what one would imagine"
"You young punks know nothing about the tick tocks of a clock's pendulum. All you do is just play with the Chinese TikTok", grumbled the old Tun.
"Mahathir, my dear friend, my pendulum is made of cast iron and plated with gold. Its density is solid and that gives a wonderful velocity to its tick tock. It is very much like the solid move of a big ship. The bigger the ship, the stronger its inertia. Ain't no one gonna stop the ship, ain't it", responded Margaret, again with her stupid grin.
"Huh!", sighed Tun while standing back up. "I shall build my own pendulum, but for my red-white striped sofa accompanied by blue cusions with yellow moons and stars motives". Tun walked away while saying, "Okay Margaret, we shall meet again to compare the sounds of our sofas. Till we meet again".
I greeted farewell, "Thank you Mrs Thatcher. It was nice to have met you", and walked away.
"My pleasure young man. Go do your own shit with whatever you can find in that pathetic peninsula of yours".
I walked behind Tun towards an open door where another Tun was waiting with a pen and a little 555 note book.
As soon as Tun reached the other Tun, he said, "Daim, hang tengok sat apa besi, emaih, kita ada. I want to build our own super tick tocking pendulum". The other Tun just jotted down some notes and gave Tun a nod. Both Tuns left before I even reached the door.
I told myself, "What the fuck was all that?"
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Rimba Bangsaku Kini
Rimba kini rimba batu
Penuh dengan hati beku
Sana-sini mereka kaku
Degil sampai kena duku
Rimba kini rimba hitam
Panas jiwanya berdendam
Asyik berdengki menikam
Ghibtahnya terus diperam
Rimba kini rimba nestapa
Mulutnya hancing berdusta
Fitnah ditabur pelbagai rupa
Seolah-olah lupa neraka
Rimba kini rimba hangus
Maruah bangsa dibungkus
Lagu tangisnya berhingus
Namun sanubarinya dayus
Oleh Jo Haq
21 Mac 2024
11:11 malam
Shah Alam
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Lampu Trafik 199
Lampu merah sombong
Tidak mahu dia minggir
Sudah 199 minit berlalu
Ia terus jua,
.....menganjingkan kita
Kepala otak kita semak
Berkira-kira waktu
Bertahan pundi kencing
Dan perut kembung angin
Namun,
..... susah hidup puas rasanya
Lebih rela kita bertungkus
Mahu pun onak belukar dirempuh
Dari dipenjara zoo binatang
Kata orang kita harus terus berjuang
Bukan sekadar jam Rolex
Kononnya hadiah bersara
Berkilat berkilau cantik
Namun maknanya jelek
Di ufuk sana matahari malu
Pergi ia jauh dia dari kita
Agar kita berteguk air
Menghembus kretek
Dan bersyukur masih hidup
Oleh Jo Haq
18 Mac 2024
7:27 malam
Shah Alam
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Sebab Kita Sayang
Kita marah dengan anak
Perangainya malas mencanak
Mahu dicorakkan otak
Sebab kita sayang anak
Kita membebel dengan isteri
Belanjanya boros tak terperi
Mahu dibendung kata hati
Sebab kita sayang isteri
Kita gelojoh wang dan harta
Lumayannya terbeliak biji mata
Mahu dikumpul macam Si Qarun Izha
Sebab kita sayang dunia
Kita mencabut lalang di pusara
Sejak kita bayi sabar mereka membela
Mahu kita tebus apa yang alpa
Sebab kita sayang ibu dan bapa
Kita meroyan fasal Kerajaan
Politikusnya hancing labunan
Mahu dirombak keterampilan
Sebab kita sayang nilai kebangsaan
Kita sujud dan berdoa
Kumitannya nangis tak berirama
Mahu ditaubat dari segala dosa
Sebab kita sayang yang Maha Esa
Oleh Jo Haq
14 Mac 2024
7:26 pagi
Bukit Jelutong
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1947 CHINESE HORSE RACING CALENDAR
By Jo Haq
11 March 2024
4:35 am
I just woke up to a very weird dream. I was an accidental time traveller back to 1947 in Malaya. I saw a Malaysian Chinese horse racing calendar somewhere while I was there, or when I was then. Funny, the clothing was more like 1957 because I saw women wearing mini skirts and police wearing shorts.
I checked my wallet and saw that I still have some 2024 Malaysian currency notes, my Malaysian national registered identification card and all. I figured that those stuff shall be my evidence. So, I went for a quest to identify someone whom I can give, maybe a 2024 fifty Ringgit note with my signature on it and my 2024 telephone number, that is 0179881185. That someone would look for me in 2024.
Say if he or she is twenty years old, in 1947, then in 2024 he or she would be 77 years old. So, he or she would have to look for me earlier, say in 2014, at his or her age of 67. To be safe, I thought to myself, 67 is too old. He or she might be dead already. So, I resorted to give my phone number used earlier then 2013, that is 0172508811.
And there, or then, begun my adventure of identifying that person. But every time I was about to utter the words that I suspect the person will not believe, some obstacle will happen to stop me from continuing. This happened many times.
Oh! Ya! I forgot to mention. I was not alone. I had my friend, Riza, whom used to be the successor CEO to me for MyCreative. So, we both encountered the same obtacles together. One of the obstacle was a police raid due to fear of communism spreading. Riza got captured for God knows whatever reason. He does not look like a communist. So, I was left alone.
I was tired and had given up in my attempt to give the marked fifty Ringgit note because even if I did not attempt to utter any words, the act of pulling out that note with the attention to show what was written on it would trigger some sort of obstacle.
Soon I realised, every person that I got closed to would be out of my life. I became lonely. So, I think, or thought, rather, I should just retire from my intention and just live 1947. I looked for a job as an office boy. I met a twenty year old Malay lady by the name Sofia. She looks like Zaleha from the P. Ramlee film, Antara Dua Darjat. We became good friends, but not lovers.
Despite my effort to avoid telling her or showing her where, or when, I come from, an obstacle happened anyway. She did not want to continue our friendship and refused to see me. In fact, I couldn't even find her as I suspect she may have left town or moved away. I was alone, yet again.
What could have happened? Did she try to look into my Bally wallet? Maybe she did see my Malaysian national registration identification card. Maybe she did see my fifty Ringgit note that had my signature coupled with a written date of 10 March 1947 as well as a written declaration scribbled as, "I am Johan bin Mohamed Ishak. I was born on 29 August 1975. Call me at 0172508811 in the year 2003".
I was so sad that that sadness had awoken me from my sleep at 4:24 am on 11 March 2024. The funny thing is, normally I would not remember the details of my dreams. This dream, however, stays vivid in my mind down to the colour of clothes worn by people in the dream, their faces, as well as stuff like the Malaysian Chinese horse racing calendar. Oh well, I am just going to have a smoke and then back to sleep. Who knows I might end up in 2047?
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SURPRISE! RISING RICE PRICE
By Johan Ishak
7 March 2024
RICE is a staple for us Malaysians as well as most countries in Asia. In fact, it is probably the ranking No.1 staple food surpassing fish, meat and vegetables. As simple as it may be, there is a need for many types of rice particularly those with medical condition. Given its importance, consumers reaction to any change in price of rice is highly elastic.
Since early 2023, price of rice has increased by 36% from RM2,350 per metric tonne to RM3,200, as reported in The Star on 1 September 2023, and consumers are angry. India, who is World's top exporter of rice has restricted its rice exports in order to satisfy their local consumption needs. As a result, the price of rice is now at RM6 per kilogram (expatistan.com). However, recent shopping done at the supermarket seems to price 10 kilogram at RM45, i.e RM4.50 per kilogram.
A kilogram is equivalent to 4.5 cups, enough to feed a family for a day. 30 days gives you RM135 per month. This can be sizeable portion of monthly household income of B40 segment of the market. That is assuming a small family of 4. What if there are more?
Malaysia produces 1.5 million tonnes of rice that can only meet 73% of the local consumer needs (ap.fftc.org.tw). The remaining 27% are imported from various countries including India, Pakistan, Thailand and Vietnam. The question is, why is Malaysia not addressing the supply issue and, hence, address the pricing issue.
India has managed to become the No.1 rice exporter in the space of one decade since they embarked on their rice policies. What has the Malaysian Government done? Since the new Madani Government of Anwar Ibrahim came to power, a new ministry for food security has been created for which, Mat Sabu is the minister. Mat Sabu or even PMX Anwar should do what is necessary to address the situation we are facing.
According to Professor Fatimah Arshad of Universiti Putra Malaysia in a Breakfast Grill interview on BFM on 7 March 2024, the Government has introduced Beras Madani policy. The policy aims to combine local and imported rice, which means, combining low quality as well as high quality rice. This also means, the price averaging of rice deprives the poor from a cheaper rice price option.
What good does this policy bring particularly when the country is facing economic issues. The poor suffers more and the rich rice distributors make more profits. In any case, how does this address the issue of shortage of rice supply in the country? Fatimah further expressed her disagreement of such policy specifically and generally on the overall control mechanism for rice by the Government.
Whilst the Government is studying the monopolistic behaviour of Bernas for rice distribution on the pretext of fairness and equitability of the industry, the Beras Madani policy only tends to legalise the illegal activity of mixing low and high quality as well as depriving what could have been lower price for rice. Perhaps the rice subsidy mechanism needs to be overhauled as well and certainly, research and development needs affirmative action.
According to Fatimah, Malaysia is ranked second in the World for biodiversity behind Brazil, third in South East Asia for the number of scientist per capital, do not have climate issues like draught or elnino in India and a special ministry for food security. Shouldn't this result in better food economics? Fatimah further said that various studies suggest that seventy per cent of future supply of rice comes from research and development that we do, or can do, or should do, today.
The Professor's advice during the BFM interview was for Malaysia to upscale research and development, do away with monopoly and empower many small and medium companies to engage in distribution of rice as well as down stream pivoted product development from paddy or rice. Bernas can still be an important player if this is done as they have accumulated decades of experience since Lembaga Padi Negara days. What is left is just the political will to make it happen. Otherwise, we will always face many more future "Surprise! Rising Rice Price" again and again.
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And I Shall Bow Down
Let the mighty light shine and glow
Melting away the dirty old snow
And may the flowers bloom on the meadow
So that the birds sing in the borough
I shall stand tall and thorough
Realising the blessings I can no longer borrow
Forgiveness I seek in the shadow
The darkness that juxtapose goodness halo
Let alone like in the gallow
As if deprived of any hello
For a soul that is mellow
So that I shall direct the flying arrow
To the eye of sorrow
Let the dreams follow
Soothing with bees black and yellow
In the garden of tomorrow
Where hope is set to grow
For me to prostrate in awe
By Jo Haq
5 March 2024
4:17 pm
Bukit Jelutong
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Impian Makrifat
Bersinarlah cahaya keagongan
Meleburkan salji berlumuran
Maka debunga berterbangan
Menarilah,
..... burung-burung
..... berkicauan
Bangunlah aku kelapangan
Membuka mata keinsafan
Mengharapkan kemaafan
Dan makrifat,
.... yang sebenar
.... kepada Tuhan
Izinkan ku bersepi
Dengan kerelaan
Jiwaku ini
Dalam kekusutan
Agar ku mengerti
Makna kehidupan
Untukku hadapi
Segala kesulitan .....
Inginku bermimpi
Bunga-bunga di taman
Menyejukkan hati
Dengan keamanan
Membuka kembali
Jalan keimanan
Hamba ini .....
Ooo .....
Oleh Jo Haq
5 Mac 2024
3:33 petang
Bukit Jelutong
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Hitam Merah Biru Hijau Putih Kuning
Gelap Hitamnya gaung mendalam
Menggelegak Merah gunung berapi
Terbentangnya luas lautan memBiru
MengHijau pepohon hutan belukar
Berkepulan awan Putih berarak
Terbenam menusuk mentari Kuning
Oleh Jo Haq
29 Februari 2024
6:13 petang
Bukit Jelutong
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Why Did the Chicken Cross the Road?
Why Did the Chicken Cross the Road?
Because Rafizi said we'd have to reduce chicken in our diet
So, the chicken is either pissed off
.... because it has lost its importance in society
Or, it may just be happy
.... because its mortality has improved
Either or, the chicken crossed the road anyway
It is happily roaming the Earth
Or, sulking away in sadness
So, that is why the chicken crossed the road
By Jo Haq
29 February 2024
4:53 pm
Shah Alam
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Hey! Orang Tua
Hembuslah lilin itu
Pejamkan matamu
Mimpi dan angan-angan
Yang indah-indah belaka
Ramaskan yang busuk hancing
Campak jauh nun jauh ke laut
Hidupkanlah keazaman baharu
Yang bersih, putih dan mulia
Yang padat, padu lagi jitu
Semoga kebahagiaan berpanjangan
Semoga dunia ini engkau redha
Untuk imbangan duga yang laras
Bukalah matamu
Lihatlah asap berkepulan naik
Meninggalkan lilin yang cair
Maka itulah ibaratnya hilang
Apa yang harus kehilangan
Dan apa yang harus wujud
Untuk engkau insan sejati
Selamat hari jadi
Oleh Jo Haq
28 February 2024
5:04 petang
Bukit Jelutong
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Lest You Forget That Guilt Whispers Forever
Safe space for a difficult truth
And that is how the poem ruths
Write a thousand words to sooth
Or smell the tulips, roses and acanthus
Yet you shall run like a headless goose
Excited over a screw that has gone loose
As if jack's beans went up through the roof
And you have now come to squeeze the juice
Hoping for its bitter to heal the bruise
And in the end you shall all be amused
Like a vampire sucking in profuse
The stale blood of those souls refused
The tale floods from whose roles abused
By Jo Haq
28 February 2024
1:58 am
Bukit Jelutong
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TOP 11 GUITARS TO COLLECT
by Johan Ishak
GUITARS have been my passion for years since the age of fourteen. I can still remember watching the TV when Rock in Rio was on air in 1989. I saw Slash for the very first time with his iconic gold top Gibson Les Paul. Ever since, I dreamt of owning a Gibson Les Paul. I only got to acquire my first Gibson Les Paul fifteen years later in 2005 when a guitar shop at Denmark Street, London, had a huge discount for a 2002 Tobacco Burst 60's Style Gibson Les Paul. That was the beginning. From thereon, as my music appreciation expanded from Guns N' Roses to the likes of Metallica, Deep Purple, Pink Floyd, Jimi Hendrix, Led Zeppelin, Joe Satriani and many more, Gibson was no longer the only brand that I had interest it. It expanded to Ibanez, Fender, PRS and EVH Wolfgangs.
The thing about collecting guitars is, not necessarily it needs to be brand new nor does it need to be the very expensive ones - although price can be damaging for some collectibles. So, let me share with you the 11 guitar models and editions worth collecting:
Well, There you go. My commentaries for signature guitars that ought to be in your portfolio of guitars, if you are a guitar collector. So, happy guitar hunting guys!
By the way, recently on 11 February, it was the American National Guitar Day! We do not have such day in Malaysia (where I come from). So, an American calendar mark would do.
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