aku kena tahan org ingt aku pencuri

aku nie suka jalan2 sorang2.

tadi aku gie kinokuniya klcc sorg2 bawak sling bag jer. masuk2, aku ingat nak belila apa2 buku ker. tapi pastu decide nak jalan2 jer la. dekat dua jam aku kat situ cuma belek buku jer ke sana ke mari. beg sling aku plak penuh buku, jadi aku beli komik satu, dpt la plastic bag terus aku transfer buku2 dalam sling bag tu ker dalam plastic bag, pas2 aku belek2 lagi buku, aku dok berkenan ada satu buku ni, tapi aku decide tak nak beli. terus aku kuar kt pintu depan escalator, turun.

masa kat depan panggung wayang tu tiba2 ada abang 2 orang ni tahan aku. dia ingat aku pencuri, dia akata nak check beg plastic kinokuniya tu. aku kata okaylah,check. satu2 buku dalam beg tu diorang kuarkan. komik tu aku cakapla baru beli. ada dua buku citer takder tag kinokuniya, aku ckp itu hadiah bapak aku dan akak aku kasik. kemudian ada satu buku jepun, aku kata beli kt kinokuniya bawah tu. kemudian abg sorang tu nak check bag sling aku lak, aku kata boleh ajer sambil tersnyum, tgk kat dalam penuh komik. abg2 tu pun terus okaylah, terima kasihlah, selamat ari raya lah, yg sorang lagi blah cam tu jer.

aku gelak jerlah pasal dah berjaya nyusahkan org lain. tp, ada la bibit2 malu, dan tak puas ati, aku pun naik atas balik, aku ambil buku yg aku berkenan tu terus beli., akak cashier siap kasi bag kertas besar lagi. dah beli aku berdiri depan pak guard yg jaga depan pintu tu, aku berdiri jap antara sensor2 tu buat lagak skit, pastu aku blah. itulah experience aku shopping kat kinokuniya. ada pengajaran, kaalu ikut jer cakap dorg takder mender punyer, senyum skit, baik2 ckp, okaylah, semua puas hati.

dan lagi satu moralnyer, jgn dok kinokuniya lama nanti kena cap pencuri....LOL

the colossus' shadow

the young man rode his loyal horse as fast as he could towards the forbidden land. with him lies a lifeless body of a covered young maiden. on his belt, the blade of an ancient sword shines radiantly, even though the skies were grim. overhead, eagles soar the air, silently spying at the wanderer as he makes his way into the gateway.

the loyal horse stopped in its track. a single stone bridge lies between the wanderer and the towering structure miles ahead of him. the bridge was the only way across the valley, so as not to waste more time, he urged his horse forward. the stallion obliged, travelling across the stretch of stone that could send them plummetting down to death if they were not careful.

they reached the structure, and a stone doorway invited them in. traversing a spiral staircase leading down towards a hall, the wanderer continued into the hall, and had his eyes on an interesting sight. flagging him at both sides of the hall were sixteen colossal statues, silently standing as if eyeing the wanderer as he continued on towards the pedestal at the edge of the hall. beyond the pedestal was the view of the outside; green pastures with occasional trees and monolith rocks, and silent mountains across the valley.

climbing down his horse, the wanderer carried the blanketed maiden and placed her on the pedestal. removing the blanket, the wanderer gazed at the maiden's face as her features shone upon the daylight. i will bring her back to life, he thought, no matter what the price i will pay, no matter what the challenges i have to face.

suddenly, his horse neighed distrubingly. the wanderer turned around to see dark human shadows beginning to spawn out of the floors of the hall. the shadows crept towards the wanderer, menacing hands waving at him. more and more shadows spawned out, an eerie sound of moans and hisses attempting to scare the wanderer.

the wanderer however was not intimidated. he drew out the ancient sword and pointed it towards the shadows. light from outside illuminated its blade, and the light travelled across the hall. the shadows stopped in their tracks, backing down and eventually disappering back into the floor.

a deep thundering voice, or rather a number of voices, began to echo across the hall. a blinding light shone down from the large circular roof above the wanderer. you have the ancient sword: the voices said: yet you are mortal. we are the dormin: continued them: what do you wish, mortal?

the wanderer, with a stong resolve, said it out loud: you are the ones who could revive the dead. revive the maiden: he pleaded: i am ready to do anything. we are capable of doing so: they said: but there is a huge price to be paid. i am ready: he replied: anything. we will grant your wish: they say: see the idols that stand across the hall? the wanderer noded. we will be able to grant your wish if the idols were to be destroyed: they continued: but the idols are unbreakable, though another way does exist. the wanderer silently listens. scattered throughout the land are colossus that resemble each of the idols: they said: find and destroy them, and the idols they represent will also be destroyed, and we will be able to grant you your wish.

the wanderer nodded. shine the sword in your hand in the light: said the voices: and the path to the first colossus, and the next, will be open for you. the wanderer then lifted the sword in the sunlight, and streaks of light radiated, focusing on the southern mountains beyond the valley. with that, his fateful story begins...

the beckoning plague!

we are living in the state of fear today. there is fear all around us. the "tarkin doctrine" is emerging into our society. there are fear of crimes, fear of rights, fear of power, fear of social degradation, and even fear of individualism. strangely though, there was no fear of Allah. i must stress this is happening in our society, frail and fragile, afraid that a stress will break the thin loose threads that maintain the fabric of society. but this fear is justified. truly frail our society is, that a snip will break us apart. chaos is the fear of society right now. tension is everywhere, whether between ideology, race or religion. particularly religion. Islam is being fought in from many directions, by human rights, from within, from other religions. why is that? did we not do what has been done by our muslim leaders, particularly Prophet Muhammad SAW? Something wrong with our education? Our ustaz and ustazahs not doing their job properly? yes, a lot may be to blame, but stress is on education.

these days the education system is all about grades, nothing else. this effects the student in their understanding of the islamic education subject. they are pushed to read books, about how to do this and do that, know this know that, but I believe they lack the understanding of WHY this is done. Do they understand WHY there are things not allowed and prohibited in Islam? why its bad to consume pork, why dogs and pigs are filth, why alcoholic beverages is haram, why there is an aurah, why this why that? yes, i remember explicitly the questions that are asked in the paper, eg. explain reasons that (insert statement here)... yes, students need to go beyond that, ask themselves why, and there should be a dedicated guide to help, not some itchy-itchy ustaz or lion-faced ustazah to make the student hate the subject. everything done must be for a reason, and the reason must be valid and acceptable! we want a guide who we can respect!

talking about respect, it seems we're losing it day by day. there's no respect for the elderly, the teachers, our own parents. what is going on? is individualism rearing its ugly head too soon? is it just me or is the kid screaming to his/her dad/mom? ouch, our parents do not want their children to feel what they have felt - the misery and pauperness of life - is not such a good excuse to shower and pamper them. i see children with gadgets - ipods, 3g phones, ps2 - when i see myself at their same age clueless about playstation or even the walkman. in fact i remember that the only computer-related thing i know when i was 6 years old was the reader rabbit learning software i take in that computer class oh so far away, and the thin, flimsy diskettes you put in to play that platform games which title has lost itself in the back of your mind. we spoil them rotten! they won't be thankful if they have all these things without an effort to mind!

truly, times are changing. while i was reading that pagelet in the star talking about how thankful they are to be living in malaysia, i was wondering to myself, albeit feeling helpless myself, what can i do to help myself be grateful?

Mugen Gakkou: Entry 01-01a

Wow. I can't believe this will be my first time I'm writing in this journal. My name is Hitoya Kutsumi, and I just moved in to this town in the north. It was warm in my place; the sun was always up, and the wind blew gently across the plain where I used to live. Now that I'm starting my life in this college up in the cold regions, I don't know if I can survive.

Dark clouds were marching across the sky that day I brought my stuff into the boy's dorm. But, while outside was cold and chilly, inside was warm and welcoming. Orientation starts tomorrow. Maybe I'll find some old faces; mates that used to hang out with me after school. Maybe I'm putting my hopes up too high, I heard they were sent to other places; rumors even said that I'm the only one sent north! This is scary, I don't want to be left alone. I found out that I was staying in a nifty four-compartment room. There was nobody when I arrived, but there were bags and bags everywhere. I settled in mine and began to unpack.

Oh, by the way, I lost the need to wear glasses. I wore my dark-blue hair long now. My skin is slightly tanned, probably because I started getting active. I jog and played tennis during the holidays. It was fun. Maybe I'll join the tennis club soon. But I'm still addicted to the Internet and computers. But it's a start!

Tomorrow is the first day of orientation. But there's still tonight, so I'm going to go around the college and familiarize myself with this new (and cold!) surrounding. Mata!

wikipedia

everyone must have at least read an article from it. everyone of the internet community must have heard of it. some of the internet community must have contributed to it. what is it?

In the internet, there are many things unknown and needed to be explored by those who are brave or stupid enough to do so. the internet holds a gargantuan number of hidden repositories where information of all kinds, from the positive to negative, from aiding to killing, exists in a myriad of forms. because of this, one must be wise to know and differentiate from the good and the bad.

being such a person, to know that of which is bad from good, is one of the features one must have in order to be a wikipedian. a wikipedian, suffice to say, is one who contributes to the online and free encyclopedia known by all as wikipedia. its address is easily remembered as en.wikipedia.org for the english-speaking community. inside wikipedia.org is more than a million helpful (or helpless) articles that has been the stepping stone (or rather the whole source) of one in researching for a study.

being a wikipedian is a good and virtuous act. as wikipedia.org is always visited and traffic is high, articles should be concise, truthful and exact. this is because readers take these facts and began research from them, as can be seen in many students' assignment's reference. such an honour must be kept in dignity, and therefore wikipedia.org must always be safeguarded from vandals.

this is true to the fact that wikipedia.org is always a subject for vandals; be it morons, chaos-renderers and the like. their vandalism is uncalled for, and damaging. imagine reading through an article about housekeeping and finding a load of shit. no, seriously, there have been cases of people cutting the shit article and pasting it in other articles. surf in wikipedia and search for them should time allow!

as for that, wikipedia.org is a true starting ground for those who advocate truth and faith. register today as a member of the wikipedia.org community and contribute to the safeguarding of truthful articles. be bold and add anything of valuable knowledge you have, and don't forget that wikipedians stick together. have fun!

link here to http://en.wikipedia.org to get started!

change... is good...

i'vedecided to change again. the blog contents, you see. before, i was ranting. recently, i'm ranting. i should change. this blog will now house my opinions on thinggs. i've got another bblog running about my life at friendster. it's called moving on, have a visit.

first post will come someday...

who says 06.06.06 is bad? (read: going to osaka)

it was an ominous date to some, lucky for others. to me, its all BS. nothin but a bunch of bull. that day had come, and that day had gone. what happened? the world still stays as good and as bad as it had always been for generations. people still act like angels or demons in one time or other. but as for me, it's a different story altogether.

on the 6th day of the 6th month of the 6th year of the 21st century, i have landed on one of the world's most interesting countries, JAPAN! \(^_^)/ that's right, i went to japan on tuesday last. but not to tokyo as i had hoped, but in osaka, south of the capital city. that's okay, at least i got to experience japan first hand! it was only for one day actually, so time was really my enemy at that time. nevertheless, i took the opportunity quickly when my father offered to take me there.

my flight took off on the night of 5th june, and for 5 hours i was in the plane, excited of what i will find there! we arrived at 8.00 in the morning of 6th june at kansai international airport. it was empty save for few people since it was still very early. we went to the airport just across the bridge from KIX and slept for two hours. then, at 10, we went; my brother, my father and i, along with a stewardess and a very helpful guide, miki kobayashi-san, to osaka city.

we took the nankai trains to osaka city which was a fifty-minute ride. in osaka city, we arrived in the minami area and took a tour of the shinsaibashi shopping street. there was full of old and new shops there, selling various items from fashionwear, cosmetics, books and musical instruments. i noticed that there was a lot of pharmacies, guardian- and watson-like shops, along the way. everywhere i look there were japanese, japanese and more japanese people. i took some photos, so i'll post them later in an album.

we took a subway train to osaka castle. it was a recosntructed castle so it had lost its authenticity. nevertheless, the view of osaka city from the castle was simply breathtaking. what you see in those japanese doramas are exactly the same, or even twice better! the parks are clean, they swept the fallen leaves away from the paths and sidewalks. the trees are green and healthy, and the whole skyline was clear from smog. they observe traffic rules. nobody crossed the street even when there was no car and the light was still red. nice.

japanese people are especially amazed when i attempt to speak japanese with them. they keep praising me like i'm some kind of language expert or something. i'm not, and i'm not boasting, this is what they tell me. i like their attitude and ethics. i saw a shopkeeper kneeling down wiping the floor until it was clean (even though it is), something i haven't find here yet. something i observed are their toilets. clean as a whistle! well, i did find one that was not so good, what with a few cigarette butts and tissue, but it was still clean, and malaysian toilets are far from ever looking like it.

one thing i found rather a downer was the money. all their stuff are like the most expensive things on earth period! train rides are expensive, not to mention food! a japanese lunch of yakisoba and two okonomiyaki (fried seafood, eggs, and vege) and four drinks cost 7,600 yen (+-RM 245). i find books and magazines to be the same price as the ones found in klcc's kinokuniya. a keychain is 350 yen (RM11)! no wonder its hard to live in japan...

huhu, but trying to convey the experience in words is not the same as experiencing it yourself. conversing in japanese with japanese people, going around town by walking and using trains is one big different experience altogether. i hope i'll have the chance to go to japan again someday, and stay a wee bit longer, maybe even better if i live there, huhu...

did i say i bought the FFXII OST there? cost me 3900 yen (RM126)... i'm still trying to move on from that fact... (^_^;)

final fantasy infinite

another brand of final fantasy has worked its way up the food chain! a new take on the fantasy, sci-fi genre that has taken and swept the rpg gaming world by storm!

FINAL FANTASY : INFINITE

the empire has just recovered from a crippling civil war between the former empress and the rebels. a mercenary by the name of reiz joins what is known as the weapons campaign in an effort to rid the empire of its defunct weapons of mass destructions. in one of the missions, he and his friend noel encounters a threatening weapon code-named the Ultima Weapon that destroyed their entire camp. Fortunately they both escape, and soon gets entangled in a race to find out the origin of the U-Weapon and destroy it before other factions, interested in owning power, get their hands on the U-Weapon.

joining their cause is an energist called amira, who is desperately searching for her lost friend, a former compadre in the civil war named vista. vista holds the key to limitless energy, and amira wants to make sure her friend would not be abused because of this. a connection reveals itself to reiz, which prompts him to help her. however, that which revealed itself may not be all they should know.

update version 101

three posts before, i've posted ideas and snippets from my story.
now i'm here to put an update on my progress.

so far, it's all in draft form. it tells the story of a teenage swordsman who is the protagonist, with a quest to do something which concurrently will save the world. haha..typical plot right. and apparently there are two sides in conflict, and alas a third hidden side which plots to engulf both sides. the antagonist however, is manipulating this third hidden side while doing the same thing to the other sides, and apparently there are more than one antagonist. the two sides in conflict have their own protagonists too, all with the same quest to save their side from the other.

still revising and cleaning the plot. will post it here when it finally is sealed.

encyclopedia term trouble

scholar phadae riviera is having a dilemma on adding new entries into the "encyclopediae exaterrae", the official encyclopedia of imperial eastellia, ever since the sorceress wars. he and his fellow colleagues are still arguing about the exact terms of these words, which are still reserved in the shelves for entry in the new edition of the 'encyclopediae exaterrae'.

Weapon -
phadae riviera: an animate jinzovi powered by an energized crystal.
dormad sakon: an Eastellian invention used for subjugation.
nawne deusach: tools of war created during Emperor's Malgrand era.
selphy vanrio: entities of semi-intelligence with the capability to bring death and destruction.

Force -
phadae riviera: a person's soul who had lost contact with the physical world.
dormad sakon: a spirit which existence depend on another living being called a Force Energist.
nawne deusach: an entity able to reach into the Energy plane and unlock unthinkable power.
selphy vanrio: lifeform with huge amounts of Energy, lacking only the capabilities to wield them.

a scholarly meeting will be held soon with the various members of the Imperial University, including academicians from the neighboring country Savona and Haravon. It is rumored that the Empress, Nidea Marion will also attend this meeting, escorted by her advisor Sherosa. it is hoped that the meeting will have reasonable results.

recording of a dialogue #0031

Noel: I know about the whole Sealing thing. It's what the Emperor's been telling everyone these days. Everyone, that means the Energists. You're an Energist, right? You didn't go for the Sealing?
Reiz: They want me to protect the Crystals before they return it to the Energists.
Noel: Do they really do that?
Reiz: I haven't Seal my Energy, how should I know? The Empire wouldn't do something like stealing them, would they?
Noel: Maybe.
Reiz: Besides, they have a good reason for this. The U-Weapon.
Noel: That IS a good story. Let's hear it.
Reiz: Hey, it's not a story. The U-Weapon is real. It wiped out Kiana
Noel: Oh, that city near Obel Lake? That I heard. I don't buy it, though.
Reiz: Sceptic.
Noel: The U-Weapon never existed, until after the War. The Empire had no power to stop it, that I heard. It's one of Malgrand's Weapons too, wasn't it? The Empire sure have a lot of cleaning to do.

journal of delos cordell - entry #16-4

it finally ends. the sorceress war.

i have to admit, without the help of the meridian government we wouldn't have won that war against malgrand and her soldiers. their airships plied the skies and took her weapons down so easily, you'll claim they can tell the future or something.

that morning was beautiful. amidst the smokes bellowing from burned buildings, fire blazing amongst weapons and fighters, and the sight of bodies sprawled across the soil, the sun was shining red glow across the horizon.

the captain called us to the palace. they said they're going to make an announcement. i could tell what it was. the rumors were spreading across the tents that malgrand had fallen. who killed her? nobody knew... yet.

they walked out. nidea and sherosa. two heroes of the sorceress wars. nidea rallied the soldiers against malgrand, sherosa led the energist rebels. they told us malgrand was struck by an eastellian soldier named reiz. we were elated! we've won the war!

announce

this blog is officially my story blog.

no more pointless rants.

more outer world.

ya da ya da ya da..

escape

i supposed it's been a long time since the last entry. i was wondering what to write in this blog of mine, i already have a somewhat weekly journal in friendster. the things i've been writing about are mostly inspirations for things. it maybe weird, but that's me. i'm an enigma, and i hide too many secrets. let me carry my own burden. it is mine that i must bear. i don't wish for others to help. no sir.

i've been surfing a lot lately. in the day, i go to kaed and surf at the computer lab. at night the urge to spend my dad's hard-earned cash at the cybercafe was irresistable. but hey dad, i spend a lot on food too, so no worries there, it's being used for a good cause :).

writing a story is hard, i have found. it's harder when you are always tempted to stop. its even harder when you don't know what you are writing about. but it is the hard-earned efforts that pay much. just like the one i'm writing right now, the one called outerworld 1. it's my effort of rewriting final fantasy viii following my version. kept adding a few ideas here and there. a story is like an escape from that real life. people call it mundane, but life really isn't. i've got friends who are living exciting lives, and they don't complain. anyway, a story is an escape. it pulls you away to a refuge where you would be watching your characters do stuff you know they couldn't. it's like watching a movie, or playing video games, or surfing the internet.

don't it reads that i do like to escape from the real world? yes, i'm afraid i am. i am caging myself into my own world. i am afraid the escape i seek is actually trapping me instead... it is because of the burdens i carry? are they actually closing me away?

that's deep. i like it. i may make it a story one day :)

couleur

for the past few days the reign of couleur has been very supreme. this phenomena that exists to excite in this world is a strange one. its influence can ber intimidating, shocking and even devastating. couleur has a direct and indirect impact on the very lives of the person who is influenced by them. couleur directs attention, commands respect, invites disgust, repels dignity, and a many impressions.

appearing in certain couleurs can direct interpretations from the perceptions. people interpret different couleurs in different translations. couleur has symbolical meaning and must not be selected with utmost ignorance; if one should be concerned of the impacts, that is. it can be said that the usage of couleur must not be viewed so lightly. even a couleur is a dangerous term that can be used as a weapon.

when one see the couleur carried by another, one can interpret their persona. imagine someone in a bright couleur, interpretation is mostly into the light side, while dark couleur carries the dark side of the persona. because of such interpretations it effects the mood by itself. sometimes the influence might not be that strong if one is already acquainted with the said person, but first impressions tend to carry just that, and more so strongly if the said person is frequently seen in such couleur.

couleur is an invitation card of sorts. it invites not just interpretations which could be more so wrongly than right, it either tempts or repels. it tempts the attentions of the negative, or either the positive. bad couluers will seek out the negativity aspects, tempting evil sights and intentions, repelling positive views and taking negative ones. it is up to each individual to interpret how this statement can come to be.

say the couleur that is known as rouge. what is always associated with rouge? it carries a message of passion, of fervour, of spirit and determined enthusiasm. rouge may also call out the interpretation of a devastating aftermath. it is the symbol of rage and fury, the determination and the struggles that was wrought after, of blood that was spilled, of the fire that burnt.

what about the couleur bleu? surely when one hears of it, one knows of its cooling, soothing, harmonious, calm properties. it is a couleur of loyalty, of dependability, the color of unity and trust. but bleu may also be cold, emotionless, obscene, mysterious. like the sea that held its calming, soothing waters, it may also carry deep within it the threats of life itself. curiously enough, this couleur is universally the best as it carries most positive messages, and less negative cultural associations across various cultures.

the symbolism of couleur is most strong in every culture, and even each individual tend to interpret couleur in different manners, according to his or her upbringings. but its also true to say that individuals do agree on one opinion regarding certain couleurs. Bleu has always been associated with the male psyche, while rose has been a definite tie with the female psyche. strangely enough, bleu-garbed female could be accepted into the society, but a rose-garbed male is perversed and utterly disliked.

but gender issues are not of concern here, nor any collected opinions on this may prove that bleu is male's and rose are for females. it is an individual thing, and there is every right for any individual to be in any couleur he or she fancies, but it must follow the norms and proper morales of the society. but this we won't touch upon.

couleur of your life. feeling bleu perhaps? or maybe you feel vert in envy? the association of couleurs with emotions are strong, and apparently different couleurs are associated with different emotions, but there are many variants of understanding between different individuals. the imperial couleur is jaune in the east, and pourpre in the west. the couleur of noir can be representations of mortifying aspects, but it can be a gratifying or majestic at some point. it can be both as well. does it mean that couleur has two sides, like that of a coin? it may be so, since the duality of things are rampant in all existence.

how can a couleur be a weapon? this is only, and purely, effecting the association with a group or community. the couleur of the skin has been subjected to grave misuse in the days before. why had this happened? again, it is the grave misinterpretation and such. the mind of man can be most narrow when one is ignorant. and so it is important for man to know everything, even in simple and mundane things like couleur.

essentials

everyone has their own set of essential. an essential is a strange thing that has an insignificant value to one, and an inferior value to another. that said, every essential is unique to a person. a person can have as many essentials as he or she likes.

for myself, i have seven essentials, and they all perform different tasks from the utmost important to the minimal. these seven essentials have different value to me, but they all are essentially an essential. i list below the seven most essential, from least to most.

...

heck, i can't. these essentials differ in value in different period of times. an essential changes its value in a different space and time, depending on the current situation. i see that essentials might change values, but their presence is required nevertheless. you will never know when you would need an essential.

my seven essentials are sight, voice, time, space, key, money and identity. their presence is required almost all the time, and without time, i'll be stuck for an indetermined period of time. sometimes i don't need them at all, but in many occasions, it is good to know that you have them close to you.

my sight is my pair of glasses. my voice enables me to connect to people and if i can't talk, an sms would do. my time i carry it around with a watch. my space is enough for anything i can save in my thumbdrive. my key unlocks doors that lead to many places; my dorm room or mom's car. my money to buy what a human is required to purchase. my identity is with my matric card, my identity card, those thin plastic things that tell you and those who wants to know who you essentially are.

essentials, there will be no fun without them.

kagi

kagi. what does kagi mean? well, this four-letter word in english has no meaning so far, but in a language used in a country at the far east, kagi means key. and guess what? this word is only two-letters in that language intimately called nihongo by its fluent speakers.

kagi entails more than just a word or two syllables that form a word, though. kagi is one that grants access to entrance to a whole new possibility, or a familiar locality offering, yes, a whole new possibility. kagi comes in many forms. there is the physical kagi; tools that have many different forms as well, and there is the non-physical kagi, which is shapeless and formless, unseen yet exists and recognizable.

the physical kagi takes shape in many different forms. most recognizable is the 'lock's key'. the lock's key consists of the bow, the grip part, and the long blade. the lock's key has many names and forms too. the most famous will always be the skeleton key, the simplest looking key of all. then there is also the 'card key'. this is by far the most modern physical kagi.

imagine being at the airport, due to a flight on an airplane. if you lost your ticket and your boarding pass, it would be very difficult to go on the flight. these two things are tool kagis and they grant you access. remember the terminal with tom hanks' character stranded at the airport? he lost his documents and was not granted permission to enter the country. yes, kagi can not only be in the form of a lock's key, it could also be those mundane things like paper or card.

the non-physical kagi may easily be things such as a sound, words, or phrases. remember in harry potter? there's that portrait of the fat lady that stands between hogwart's grand staircase and the gryffindor's common room and dormitory. and what was the kagi to enter the dorm? not a physical kagi like the ones we use to enter our own dorms, it is a password, a form of a non-physical kagi and most common in the digital age. email accounts, computer user accounts, banking savings accounts, they are all locked using passwords too, but these are character passwords, not sound passwords. kagis may not be just a form of vibrations in the air, they can be electronic signals too.

but kagis not only give access, they bar access as well. locking a door to certain rooms require a kagi too. kagis hinder unwanted access into domains. this means that kagis are working against their sole purpose as well. or maybe, kagis have dual purposes. they lock and unlock, and with them you are either locked in or locked out of the domain you wanted to enter or to exit.

note that kagis are not limited to that. there are a number of purposes for different forms of kagis. ever heard of the word 'keyword'? this has many meanings, but a keyword is usually the word that becomes the point of reference of certain information. users use keywords or keyphrases in search engines to search information that is related to these kagis. phone numbers, email addresses, home addresses; they are kagis that link. and then there is the human kagi, for example a friend, your parents, your relatives. having someone you know can help you gain access to mingle with a certain crowd you want to approach.

kagis are a curious thing. their existence may be insignificant at one time, and be most important the next. when you lost a kagi, you lose the path to a space in existence. sometimes we overlook these kagis, but they are, like everything else in this world, has a purpose nonetheless.

virus outbreak alert!

recently, there's been some outbreak of a virus plaguing my kuliyyah building. it's been spreading around and attacking those frail bodily systems and is quite destructive. those who are affected by the virus keeps throwing tantrums and stuff. the observation done by doctors conclude that those related to the patients suffering from this virus have these symptoms:

a. change in facial expression,
b. wrinkles cropping out,
c. the lips curving downwards,
d. frequent sighing,
e. tendency to beg for medicine from others, no matter who they are.

the virus may have been a medium threat, and attacks only some patients who have contracted the virus through physical contact, such as the entry to certain slots with the infected object. some who are not protected with the right antivirus, or have an outdated antivirus, is subjected to these attacks.

this virus, known to everyone colloquailly as Brontok, can attack any unprotected computers, and therefore it is important for every user to keep alert on the thumbdrives and external hard drives that are connected to their computers. always install and update the latest antivirus and its definition, and backup any important data from your computer.

last and not posibbly least, if your computer has been affected, visit your nearest antivirus website and find out the possible ways to get rid of the virus once and for all.

thank you!

hajime ni

peace be upon everyone!

because all journeys begin with the first step.
because all stories begin with the first letter.
because all essays begin with the first word.

i am starting a new weblog now! perhaps now I can use the time i indulge the internet by writing something down.

i shall post more soon!