Sunday, June 26, 2011

The right to be wrong.

While I was typing the previous post here, I embedded a song entitled "The right to be wrong" by Joss Stone which, you can also check it out right here. It's my favourite song since I was like..... 14.

Anyway, enough linking to other sites using the word "here". Now let's get to the point.

Remember the time when we go to school, sitting in a classroom with 35 other kids who are more or less of the same age group? Everyday we show up for class from 7.30 in the morning to about 12.45 noon, doing nothing but listening to the teacher blabbering about something from the textbook, copying notes from the blackboard and also bringing some schoolwork home only for some of us to come up with a list of excuses instead of bothering to finish the work, only to repeat the whole thing for almost 300 days a year for 11 years. Also, exams is one of the things we fear most.

But, if we were to think back on our school years, the only lesson that has been subtly repeated since kindergarten is that mistakes are totally unacceptable, even though they are unintentional. The idea that mistakes are not to be tolerated has been drilled in our mind for so long we simply accept that idea with open arms.

The kind of questions we answer in our exam papers usually goes more or less like this:-

  • Who is the man that kills 5 dogs in the Buckingham Palace?
  • What year did the Ketupat War occured?
  • Name 3 places in Mongolia where Joseph tries to sell his bicycle.

Sorry for the non-sensical questions above but, you get the idea, right? These kind of questions requires only one-dimension answers:- the RIGHT ANSWER!!! So, what happens if we give answers other than the RIGHT ANSWER? We'll be told that the answer is WRONG and, most probably told to study(memorize) more so that we'll have higher chances of giving THE RIGHT ANSWER to all the questions in the papers. The answers are almost never multi-dimensional answers, where our intelligence is really tested. The end result is the gradual demise of innovation and expression because a lot of people are afraid of being wrong due to the fact that mistakes have been badly stigmatized.


We can even see the product of that lesson everywhere. Two people got into an argument over some small and stupid matter and sometimes it will get verbally nasty beyond cleaning simply because nobody's taking the noble responsibility of admiting their mistakes. Even I myself wouldn't admit my mistakes sometimes. It is something that really needs to be un-learned fast because an army of fools who thinks that they are always correct is on the rise, potentially consuming the whole planet by 2012. Not only that, the term "RIGHT" has also been used, misused and abused in so many ways, we still hold on to Industrial Age ideals (which may not be applicable anymore).

So people, don't just FUNCTION. Live a LIFE and you do have the RIGHT to be WRONG.

Until then.......

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Daily adversities with overbearing parents

Sorry for not posting anything in a long, long time. Needed to be outside the house for inspiration.

In case you're wondering why do I emphasize "outside the house" and "inspiration" has something to do with the title.

You see, I don't hate my parents at all; I love them to bits. It's just that sometimes they still treat me like a kid and they kind of know that, somehow. I'm sure a lot of you understand this, right?

I'll give you an example; my dad would not allow me to go out at all, even to the nearest store (less than 5 minutes walking time), unless he's the one who sends me and picks me up afterwards. So, the only time he'd let me out is when's mom around, or when he's not home. Mom, on the other hand, is a fervent Christian. To be honest, I don't have any problem with that. We sometimes prayed together. The only problem here is that she expects me to follow her flow and she will get upset if I don't. This leads to religious claustrophobia which I keep to myself.

Well, some people out there said "Why not talk to your parents about it?". Well, NEWSFLASH: both of them are hard-headed, meaning they won't back down from any argument.

Even though they are overbearing in their own way, one thing is certain. They do not like anyone to challenge their 'wisdom', especially their own children (meaning me + my other siblings). It's just so f***ing difficult to discuss anything with either one of them and frankly, a family discussion means that I constantly have to keep a huge supply of sanity just to survive, because anything can easily trigger World War (infinity).

No matter what, I just hope that when I say "I want to get out of the house", it doesn't mean that I literally want to (even though I do), it's just that they need to give me some space for me to truly become an individual.

As how Joss Stone sings it: I've got the right to be wrong.






UNTIL THEN........................

Sunday, June 12, 2011

I feel so stranded...

Ever since I started working, blogging seems to be the last thing on my mind. I've strayed away from it so badly, it was still the last thing on my mind after I quit my job. For some reason, not blogging is like having my oxygen supply cut off. I was really suffocating internally (not literally, duh!!!) I nearly pass out on many occasions (more like bored to death; hence the passing out bit).

Despite being too pre-occupied for about 2 months, I still managed to find time to follow some post, particularly aspiring writer Jade Elisabeth's post.

So, hopefully I will continue to blog again.

Until then........

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Naadam - race of destiny

Every step of the hoof
draws me closer to the horizon,
But I am yet to reach my destination,
Lo and behold, I am a creature with wings
made out of wind,
Not even the dreaded sandstorm
is worthy of being my obstacle,
For my master and I possess the same iron will,
As we sprint through the treacherous Gobi,
Accompanied by the Protector of Heaven,
Our rivals faded away like specks of dust,
An ever increasing sound of the cheering crowd
is an excellent marker,
A sign of a great moment about to be written,
The outcome that I've longed for since the first day of the race,
It is worth more than winning first place,
Whatever it is, one thing is certain,
I MUST FINISH THE RACE!!!!