tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369215302024-03-13T16:54:52.210+08:00Rhetoriclooking for a catharsis conundrumNasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comBlogger233125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-55703133005165651972012-02-12T10:56:00.002+08:002012-02-12T10:56:52.111+08:00TILL THEN...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFKEdcCzR431QtqxUhd-_QdW3-aux1q6l8bu7u_1CFWy8ilDY1PJEYj7umiUO_eK47CP0S5vGbOwV6_iIOL5Kets8MOwr7AdKzb-9YshBa1XzW1-lB5yeu0_wOJLG-rwL2fVgOvA/s1600/whitney.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFKEdcCzR431QtqxUhd-_QdW3-aux1q6l8bu7u_1CFWy8ilDY1PJEYj7umiUO_eK47CP0S5vGbOwV6_iIOL5Kets8MOwr7AdKzb-9YshBa1XzW1-lB5yeu0_wOJLG-rwL2fVgOvA/s1600/whitney.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Its a great lost. Her voice once filled up the atmosphere of a very huge ballroom. Its so sudden. Till then, bye Whitney. (Image: Yahoo.com) </span>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-69457705456752407162012-02-07T10:42:00.001+08:002012-02-10T12:54:44.474+08:00POLITICAL SIGNALS<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Malaysian drivers are known for not using their vehicle signal lights wisely. In fact, I remember how a friend even suggested this: vehicles in Malaysia - especially cars - do not have to be equipped with signal lights because no one uses them. Never mind. Leave that to the Executive and Judiciary branches. Signals are important in politics. Politics include signals which are interpretable and are used interchangeably - and perhaps more often than not, misunderstood - with 'propaganda'. Depending on the intentions and contexts, words uttered by politicians bring different meaning to different individuals. Manipulations and exploitations of thoughts and ideas transformed into weapons of minds destruction. Some people are made to believe that some things , like a program or a certain public policy, are good for better living. Some however, were forced to accept 'the fact' or 'the fiction' presented before them by 'leaders' which are signaled and transmitted electronically - blogs, vlogs, twitter, etc. Take for example, the 'third force' as coined by many - politicians, analysts, scientists and what not. Also, look at how people are told repeatedly about issues that are categorised or sanctioned as being 'true, accurate and reliable'; or perhaps the recent threat of possible strike by the Israel against Iran as reported worldwide. At the moment, I am more interested in reading all the signals transmitted by all parties in Malaysian politics regarding the coming General Election. It has been interpreted that the coming election will be held in mid March this year. Ya, why not? It is perhaps the best time for a general election to be administered. The signal from the Israeli's quarter pictures it quite clearly - at least from the US's point of view - that Iran will be their next target sometime in April this year. Putting all the signals together, wouldn't it be nicer, and better, for a general election to be held here before April 2012? Lets continue looking for more signals!</span></div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-57833433133695218492012-02-05T01:30:00.000+08:002012-04-03T00:42:28.948+08:00NICE TO BE BACK AGAINIt has been more than a year since I last posted a short note here. My blogs - and a few other applications - were hacked. Tired of trying to regain access to those blogs, as an alternative, I switched to writing books, which turned out to be something that I did not expect initially - thank you to the publisher (will be mentioned later).<br />
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Its so nice to be back again. What a feeling!Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-64110013831083496282010-08-30T17:33:00.000+08:002010-08-30T17:33:03.994+08:00SOMETHING BIG<div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnRbmWdgfISEMNoP-QjTO3te9tcaHUUuQpi9ZUxu3y58yGjGs0U8RquUEdtNTGo6G6PIkJWTgoB2hIWe5LPetEM5GxyGP7LgW8i1EkQE1CtWwAjncXzPDPQdpv6uc3gdY2_JgRvA/s1600/merdekatar.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnRbmWdgfISEMNoP-QjTO3te9tcaHUUuQpi9ZUxu3y58yGjGs0U8RquUEdtNTGo6G6PIkJWTgoB2hIWe5LPetEM5GxyGP7LgW8i1EkQE1CtWwAjncXzPDPQdpv6uc3gdY2_JgRvA/s200/merdekatar.jpeg" style="cursor: move;" width="200" /></a></div><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">(Image: kaz.blogs.com)</span></i><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">At this point, it is perhaps appropriate to reflect, yet again every time August is here, the moment when almarhum Tunku, after coming back from the London agreement in February 1956, decided not to use the formal words “if possible” when he proclaimed independence in Melaka. Instead he opted to say “If God permits”. The following day (February 21, 1956), The Straits Times newspaper frontpaged this: “M-Day 1957 August 31 ‘If God pemits” and “’If possible’ clause not mentioned’.</span></div><div style="color: #073763; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #073763; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i>MERDEKA! MERDEKA! MERDEKA! MERDEKA! MERDEKA! MERDEKA! MERDEKA!</i></span></div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-26052021103515702002010-08-22T10:09:00.001+08:002010-08-22T10:11:03.191+08:00COLLEGIALITY<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdzm4x3U-tJMYYXVdhMyjAtT3QeTHQOObe8PQ1HLTJOBqkQMlDJltm6LFxfh0N9qaiVUmEDlulm_rlvErrY85ajz9VT4C9NaH_Rjp5wwQf6lTb5-Af4c8Xv3QuNFhH0TfMU73PEQ/s1600/04022010kdh1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdzm4x3U-tJMYYXVdhMyjAtT3QeTHQOObe8PQ1HLTJOBqkQMlDJltm6LFxfh0N9qaiVUmEDlulm_rlvErrY85ajz9VT4C9NaH_Rjp5wwQf6lTb5-Af4c8Xv3QuNFhH0TfMU73PEQ/s200/04022010kdh1.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">1. I have so many friends; and I can hardly count the number of enemies that I probably have. I value my friendship highly. Friendships remain forever.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">2. Living in this our very own world, where open criticism is not the norm, I find it quite uncomfortable the way 'collegiality' is promoted, and used extensively, in the university's administrative system (Im fully aware that it is not a complaint management system). I read a number of books, articles, conference papers, and I asked a few friends and was made to understand that collegiality is something like, "How people look at you" rather than "How you look at your ownself".</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">3. In the study of leadership, there are a number of theories applied for years to explain the subject better. Theories like, "Great Man Theory", "Trait Theory" and "Behavioral Theories" suggest how leaders are 'appointed' and 'recognized' by the followers. Some believe that leaders are born (Alpha Male or Great Man); some are of the opinion that leaders posses several traits that eventually make or turn them into leaders; while there are also people who believe that the personality or who the leaders are, are not really important; its what the leaders do matters most.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">4. 'Collegiality' was a Roman Catholic Church tradition. Elements of authority and powers (between bishops and the Pope) were involved at some level of the administrative system. Im not quite sure how the elements - power and authory - are looked here, within the university's system. In Malay, 'collegiality' is translated as 'keserakanan', or 'colleague'.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">5. Let's wish for the best. </span></div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-25033820927309933572010-07-17T19:29:00.000+08:002010-07-17T19:29:48.510+08:00WHEN SILENCE IS INDEED GOLDEN<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik4bpo_pkWIOEC4C73Qy-1r8kgLRFUjTjIpqIu1POyiAf_-IV-gWPszvrutr88GcOXKrvrTmjbxok7pHL_yMhsi1bI5GctL_Xe5KTQ89LNatz8QZfhb-tqpjqMStPJogRf6I8Txw/s1600/27062010zuhairwc10a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="123" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik4bpo_pkWIOEC4C73Qy-1r8kgLRFUjTjIpqIu1POyiAf_-IV-gWPszvrutr88GcOXKrvrTmjbxok7pHL_yMhsi1bI5GctL_Xe5KTQ89LNatz8QZfhb-tqpjqMStPJogRf6I8Txw/s200/27062010zuhairwc10a.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><em>Image as seen on the wall of National Museum Kuala Lumpur.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">1. No, Im not talking about the recent World Cup Soccer. While I too, enjoyed some of the matches, especially when it involved the Argentinians, Spanish, and Brazilians, overall, I must admit that unlike golf, where complete silence is the norm, football must not be transformed into a 'silence event'. Thus the decision to not to bar the local musical instrument from the stadium viccinity was, to me, correct, and commendable.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">2. I prefer to look at the recent subsidy cuts by the Government as a tool to change the mindset of the mass. Politically, the reasons for the cuts were just and fine: that two-thirds of those who benefited most were from the high and middle-income groups; that 70 per cent of LPG users were businesses; and that the sugar subsidy was mainly enjoyed by industries (notwithstanding the fact that more than 1.4 million Malaysians are diabetic).</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">The only thing that I feel should be observed and duly considered by the Government (I strongly feel the Government knows about this) is the fact that there must be a quick result that the people can see and perhaps appreciate the Government's measure. Give them something that they can look, feel and enjoy. Mention about 'long-term' later, at the Cabinet level, or State Legislative Council. Talk about it when giving speeches in official and non-official events and functions. However, as far as change management is concerned, the Government should also think about quick results that can be witnessed by the people at large. It may not be that big. But it sure gives an impact.</span></div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-61315053847763461112010-05-24T22:12:00.000+08:002010-05-24T22:12:16.232+08:00TAKE IT ON<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirQv9vXsN7zZ-vmXiWiXioehQZ_7lGoA8f5ZLv8SuecAxDacs3wvO7wAUyO6j69nKPC9LbBXVBjdYkOjuVSagtUbyjc4TU2nj1YCBn8vOIx3lOhTlTYZcBYgl1ROvpwvLpqhC5qw/s1600/18052010mindanao2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirQv9vXsN7zZ-vmXiWiXioehQZ_7lGoA8f5ZLv8SuecAxDacs3wvO7wAUyO6j69nKPC9LbBXVBjdYkOjuVSagtUbyjc4TU2nj1YCBn8vOIx3lOhTlTYZcBYgl1ROvpwvLpqhC5qw/s200/18052010mindanao2.jpg" width="200" /></a><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I first heard about Mindanao years ago, when I was in lower secondary school in the late 70s. Then I heard about this Nur Misuari, the leader once closely associated with Mindanao. But that was it. I didnt know much about that province - in Southern Philippines - until I got myself engaged fairly actively in academic discourses as a student in the University of Malaya. By then, not only we - the students from the Department of Southeast Asian Studies (back then, it wasnt really a 'department'; it was only a "Programme") - learned about Mindanao crisis, we also discussed about the four hot spots of the Southern Thailand provinces - Satun, Yala, Pattani and Narathiwat. Its all about "identity". Its a big deal. And it takes years for a government to find solutions, not without tears and blood. Malaysia has been playing a small part (or is it?) - as a mediator - in the Mindanao. The current general sentiment among the players shows that Indonesia could play a bigger role.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiunpHCVCHkkxEz8GlK9e6tuyj8r2RuArw4DSkCeqh6kyGr5hkqKSTVNPrqeneg99wa17UW7yz8CXAySFtpqUamATTYOohsir3DkNli58NGTj_Opcr91KtXPkomldC7LlzAsM806w/s1600/ATTB193J.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiunpHCVCHkkxEz8GlK9e6tuyj8r2RuArw4DSkCeqh6kyGr5hkqKSTVNPrqeneg99wa17UW7yz8CXAySFtpqUamATTYOohsir3DkNli58NGTj_Opcr91KtXPkomldC7LlzAsM806w/s200/ATTB193J.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Last week, we had a short academic discourse on the Mindanao issue. Prof. Adbouh puts it exceedingly well by addressing issues relating to the future strategic arrangement under the new leadership especially with the new President sworning in by late June. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">A lot of ideas poured in. Dato' Syed Ahmad Aidid, Dato' (Rtrd) Ambassdr Salehuddin, (Rtd) Colonel Ariffin, Dato' Qosim and a few other, especially those from the IDFR (Institute of Diplomatic & Foreign Relations) and Wisma Putra - apart from Prof Adbouh himself - contributed much to the discourse.</span></div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-68967454001335595292010-05-06T18:57:00.001+08:002010-05-06T18:58:11.513+08:00PORTUGUESE & LUSO-ASIAN LEGACIES IN SOUTHEAST ASIA, 1511-2011<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA2GIGZR0RVFtTKktpPKxqiO8esayZ6sufxmmYE1byiuk4CWhC4HaNzWOI5aVPSCsfcChuj1RO_N_yxPRRWJZFoPeIq6NNWBr1NNIZkNXkp2hjA4qPGNzfSNVksYyw_4Az0NqkSQ/s1600/06052010mka.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA2GIGZR0RVFtTKktpPKxqiO8esayZ6sufxmmYE1byiuk4CWhC4HaNzWOI5aVPSCsfcChuj1RO_N_yxPRRWJZFoPeIq6NNWBr1NNIZkNXkp2hjA4qPGNzfSNVksYyw_4Az0NqkSQ/s200/06052010mka.jpg" width="200" wt="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Michael is the representative for the Portuguese community in Melaka. With his attentive close friend, Peters, Michael shared some of his experience with all of us during the first meeting which was held at the 16th floor in the UiTM Kampus Bandaraya's building, situated somewhere at OffJalan Hang Tuah, Melaka Town.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The meeting was basically about, in Laura Pang's (from <em>ISEAS</em>, Singapore-based Institute of South East Asian Studies) own words, "Portuguese and Luso-Asian Legacies in Southeast Asia, 1511-2010". The other four representatives from ISEAS, apart from Laura were, Mr Pany (the ISEAS's Director); Prof. Eul Pang; Geoff Wade (a specialist on ships, maritime navigation and shipwrecks); Mr. Tansen Sen (Director of Nalandan-Srivijaya Center); and Prof. Mike Miskic (archaeologist?).</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Laura was mentioning something about an international conference, which will be organised in September this year, in Singapore and Melaka. Its a bit too early for me to say anything at the moment. I did not have ample time to do my homework since the notice - of having to attend the initial meeting in Melaka - was served to me only last nite. The impression I got the moment Ambassador (rtd.) Datuk Yusof started the meeting was that we (the Malaysian counterpart) should only be concentrating on the arrival nite (the conference participants will leave for Melaka from Singapore on the second day of the conference and head straight for dinner at the Portuguese village in Melaka). </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Im not sure if we still have the time to submit conference papers for the session in Singapore. Laura was all prepared to accomodate for a few more papers that should come in later this month. I'll think about it perhaps after I got the chance to talk to a few colleagues, especially Datuk Yusof. I got so much in my mind - Portuguese, legacies, 500 years...I wonder what Datuk Ramlah has got to say about this. Anyway, Mr Pany was kind enough, and I got three good books from him - (1) Creating "Greater Malaysia": Decolonization and the Politics of Merger; (2) Malaya's First Year at the United Nations as reflected in Dr Ismail's Reports home to Tunku Abdul Rahman; and (3) Realizing the ASEAN Economic Community: A comprehensive Assessment. Thank you Pany!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">(Headed home at 1630hrs; stopped for a drink at the Seremban R&R and had brewed coffee at Shalala's.)</span></div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-75428146123062727472010-04-20T08:15:00.002+08:002010-04-20T08:39:53.748+08:00ON LEADERSHIP & NATIONAL INTEREST<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #9fc5e8; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Salaam. Dear ANB et.al. Below are the three papers we talked about which, as i understand it (based on the conversation I had with paul the other day), very much relevant with the Institute's future event. Papers for the month of May (Laos; Manila & Jakarta) are not included since they are all centralised on totally different perspectives. I think the best brain would be Prof Omar Farouk. He can be reached at Kyoto U, Japan. Cheers! <<em>Nasrudin</em>> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>SEMINAR ON NATIONAL RESILIENCE:</strong></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">13-15 JULY 2010, </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">LANGKAWI, MALAYSIA</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>Institut Pemikiran Tun Dr. Mahathir Mohamad</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">[NASRUDIN MOHAMMED]</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>Abstract</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>"AN APPRAISAL OF MALAYSIAN POLITICAL LEADERS THOUGHTS & WRITINGS ON NATIONALISM”</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The main objective of the paper is to examine the concept and state of nationalism as propagated by political leaders of Malaysia. Specifically, the paper tries to focus on how the writings and thoughts of all Prime Ministers – Tunku Abdul Rahman; Tun Abd Razak; Tun Hussein Onn; Tun Abdullah, and Tun Dr. Mahathir have been negotiated and how their works have affected, in general, two general phenomena of nationalism, which include: (1) the attitude that the members of a nation have when they care about their national identity; and (2) the actions that the members of a nation take when seeking to achieve (or sustain) self-determination. The paper begins with a discussion of the Malay World polity system which shaped the political culture of Malaysia today. Subsequently, the nature of political culture in post 1957 Malaya/Malaysia will be analysed. It will be obvious in the paper that the role of nationalism in Malaysia has been very much determined by the leadership style of each of the Prime Ministers. This, coupled with a few more variables – which may include religion, ethnic and cultural differences as well – will be the subject of analyses and theories in approaching the subject further.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">-------------------------------------</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>PERSIDANGAN ANTARABANGSA WARISAN MELAYU DI INDOCHINA</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>24-26 JUN 2010 PHNOM PENH, CAMBODIA</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">[NASRUDIN MOHAMMED]</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>Abstract</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>POLITICS, POLICY & THE SOCIETY: A BRIEF LOOK AT THE CHAMS IN THE MALAY WORLD</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The paper looks at three main objectives with regards to the Malay World in general, and Indochina in particular: First, to outline and summarise the configuration of forces responsible for setting the policy agenda in each of the areas identified by the author; Two, to explain why the policy agenda has taken shape it has now and also to discuss the implications of this for the Chams, especially the Muslim Chams in Indochina; and Three, to illustrate issues and problems faced by the Chams in view of the current polity and political system of the Malay World in general. Some perspectives of social change will be discussed in view of the Chams with further emphasis given to leadership aspect of the Malay World. Thus, the linkage, or rather the missing link, as some believe it, between the Chams and other societies in the Malay World will be observed and explored further by the author.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">----------------------------------</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>PERSIDANGAN ANTARABANGSA WARISAN MELAYU DI INDOCHINA</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>24-26 JUN 2010 PHNOM PENH, CAMBODIA</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>[DATUK PROF. DR. HAJJAH RAMLAH ADAM & </strong></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>NASRUDIN MOHAMMED]</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
<strong></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>Abstrak</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>KEPEMIMPINAN DALAM KEPULAUAN MELAYU/INDOCHINA – SATU PENELITIAN</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Secara umumnya, kertas ini meneliti aspek kepemimpinan dalam sistem politi dan politik dunia Melayu. Legasi yang ditinggalkan oleh kerajaan-kerajaan Melayu, khususnya mulai era Empayar Melaka, mewariskan kepada generasi masa kini dan masa hadapan pelbagai fakta sejarah yang sangat menarik untuk dihayati dan dimanfaatkan demi mengembalikan kehebatan dan kecemerlangan orang-orang Melayu khususnya dalam soal-soal urus tadbir (governans) dan politik. Secara lebih khusus pula, kertas ini bertujuan untuk menumpukan perhatian kepada kajian mengenai aspek sejarah yang mencorakkan sifat dan suasana dunia Melayu itu dalam konteks kepemimpinan dalam ketamadunan lingkungan Indochina. Dengan menggunakan pendekatan kualitatif, aspek kepemimpinan Melayu itu akan diteliti melalui kaedah pengolahan peristiwa dan fakta sejarah serta digarap dengan pengkisahan aspek-aspek kepemimpinan pemimpin-pemimpin tempatan masa lampau. Selain itu, aspek-aspek budaya serta agama turut ditekankan untuk memperlihat bagaimana segi-segi sosio-politik orang-orang Melayu tempatan diubah atau berubah sehingga menimbulkan persoalan identiti dalam kalangan orang-orang Melayu, khususnya beragama Islam, di Asia Tenggara umumnya dan lingkungan Indochina khususnya.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">------------------------------------</span></div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-46740306383168848922010-04-18T00:48:00.001+08:002010-04-20T07:55:21.994+08:00REFLECTION 1<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>IT'S ALL IN THE <em>healthy</em> MINDs</strong></span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Holistically, politics is not all about power. The ugly part of it - which more often than not overshadows the positive force of it - lies somewhere between the stereotype that has been indoctrinated and thereafter generalised as long as as I can ever remember since I read for the first time the much controversial piece of work by George Orwell (the <em>Animal Farm</em>) and smeared further by Shahnon Ahmad's <em>Taik</em>: that, politics is dirty. In fact, that is actually the issue/question raised by many the moment I had my first meeting either with students or people in workshops/courses that I frequently ran. It occurs each and every academic semester where I would be normally asked whether or not politics is indeed dirty. It came to my mind then - while driving along the North-South hiway, heading towards Taiping, with the auto-cruise navigation on; hence I got plenty of time thinking! - wondering the reasons why many people think or at least thought that way. It must be the personalities more than anything else. A day before, I was talking to a professor from a foreign country. We were looking at possibilities of having more linkages not confined to joint-seminar alone; applied research and faculty exchange could be one. In the middle of the conversation, we arrived to a conclusion that politics is actually a game of minds - healthy and unhealthy minds. A proposition offered by one perhaps very much relevant here. Kotter suggested two category of people, or to put it simply, two groups of people with distinctive minds: the "Scattered: and "abundant" minds. The former always look for negativity while the later opt for 'U win, I win'. This is what I have in mind now, the Hulu Selangor's by-election. It is ugly, yes. In the meantime, I opt to look at it using my car rear mirror - moving ahead while appreciating history.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"> </span></div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-8601973013641549022010-04-10T01:22:00.001+08:002010-04-16T08:46:40.757+08:00SPORTS, SPORTING & SPORTMANSHIP<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcggE6Feqomg8LVEA0205mnlitRxpZEaaSmQ2bUuCmWBj9Iq7N4JFlIXlnzANv98m1kZ1Sa8UPrMXGUABK3GTCMHTDnKJ2q_yU9TIgRkPVIjrc8OyytRiDv_RHKfhbu2vK05XXaQ/s1600/09042010PJS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcggE6Feqomg8LVEA0205mnlitRxpZEaaSmQ2bUuCmWBj9Iq7N4JFlIXlnzANv98m1kZ1Sa8UPrMXGUABK3GTCMHTDnKJ2q_yU9TIgRkPVIjrc8OyytRiDv_RHKfhbu2vK05XXaQ/s200/09042010PJS.jpg" width="200" wt="true" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Conflict is part and parcel of life; its natural, it should and must be managed somehow. The fact is, people differ, so they see things differently, need different things, and they have different thinking styles. Sometimes they agree and perhaps more often than not, they disagree - on so many things and issues. Different personalities, with different socio-economic status produced ideological and philosophical differences. With different goals and approaches, they are exposed to various influences - fear, force, fairness and even funds. Issues then transformed into problems. At the end of the day, they resort to either collaborating, compromising, accomodating, competing, or maybe avoiding.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">These were what I shared with them a few hours ago, in a course on conflict management for sports organisation here, in Port Dickson, Negeri Sembilan. Held in one of the resorts here, the course, organised by the Sports Commissioner of Malaysia & Youth & Sports Offices, focuses on the issues & challenges faced by sports bodies in Malaysia; and conflict management is one of the themes addressed by the organiser. Met a few of my ex-students here - Siti Normaznie, Naziah, Hartyny, and a few others who are all assistant sports commissioner.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">During the post-event late nite supper at the resort lobby, the Commissioner, Dato' Nik Mahmud Nik Yusuf had a lot of sidestories which we enjoyed so much.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I urged myself for a walk along the beach soon after the supper was over. Too bad I didnt bring my fishing rod. It was raining heavily until morning. But it sure was a nice and cool night for me, standing there, alone, watching the raindrops from the resort. Ah! The manuscript was always there for me!</span></div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-62777729168762920652010-04-07T19:09:00.001+08:002010-04-07T19:10:03.418+08:00NEW ECONOMIC MODEL<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhES_HeyTiKLvDNC2UJgRuSYuK0sfo-WLyQCIMAkhpyBG93hRKzxDCXgHIy-kc1ynmIB78xGYl05YNJIDacMN5RVVlzLJycr7mBtkD5O2_ixhveXeMqj2TpkEiYUrLAPF2HTjruhw/s1600/07042010luncheon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhES_HeyTiKLvDNC2UJgRuSYuK0sfo-WLyQCIMAkhpyBG93hRKzxDCXgHIy-kc1ynmIB78xGYl05YNJIDacMN5RVVlzLJycr7mBtkD5O2_ixhveXeMqj2TpkEiYUrLAPF2HTjruhw/s200/07042010luncheon.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">"We need a marketing approach", so says Dato' Mohd Salleh Majid, who was responding to a question posed by the audience in a luncheon talk organised by the Inmind (Institut Perkembangan Minda) held at the Holiday Inn Glenmarie's Ballroom this afternoon (April 7th 2010).</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Identifying problematic sections within the sectors, then segmentised them so that problems could be tackled more easily by the authorities concerned were some of the suggestions offered by the reknown speaker who is also a consultant for various agencies and organisations. He also stressed on the importance of having a 'clear political perspective' so that people will understand Malaysian economic development better. In essence, Dato' Salleh was focusing on how various unexplored and uncommercialised resources can actually be transformed into economic opportunities simply by acknowledging and recognizing the very basic of economic advantages that we have. Agriculture and services are two of the sectors with potential economic advantages. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Towards the end, the New Economic Model issue seemed to have been covertly addressed by many, including Dato Salleh himself, probably due to insufficient information and data that were yet to be released by the PM. I did ask Dato Salleh whether or not he was willing to state if the NEM could offer more and better compared to the previous models ever since the General Development Plan was introduced back in 1956. There are too many issues that need to be addressed - (i) ideological shift - socialism/dualism - capitalism/globalisation; (ii) approaches - ideal-typical index/dependency theories - KRAs etc; (iii) ethnic-based (before the NEM) vs non-ethnic based (NEM); (iv) the role of GLCs in not too-distant-a-time; (v) the role of private and public sectors etc.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">To that, Dato' Salleh summed it all up as "its a very political perspective!" </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">The session lasted for hours! But it sure was a productive discourse. Thank you Norizan (Nobisha), thank you Inmind!</span></div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-45930918986565452352010-03-23T09:18:00.004+08:002010-03-23T12:48:38.798+08:00OUT OF SHAH ALAM<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRzyVHVPBbO2qrpMMcRkGE88wxSusWsnulsxkUTVtZb6UzuDftTD5qOOylP6fRNG6t8yPsErdxuP5VeDsoLkj03NP1guylM4pFZXqK_vobE2TctZiSocoVpP_gjmiJNLbZr23GBg/s1600-h/Ganu+Tour+2010mass.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="107" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRzyVHVPBbO2qrpMMcRkGE88wxSusWsnulsxkUTVtZb6UzuDftTD5qOOylP6fRNG6t8yPsErdxuP5VeDsoLkj03NP1guylM4pFZXqK_vobE2TctZiSocoVpP_gjmiJNLbZr23GBg/s200/Ganu+Tour+2010mass.JPG" vt="true" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">It</span> has been a long-practised tradition of the Terengganu Campus to host "Terengganu Tour" invitational golf event annually. I think the event was first started in 2001 or maybe a bit later. Back in 2001, we had the first round hosted in Dungun, at the Desa Dungun GC. This is the time where participants from all over the country would come and spend two days gathering at the Dungun Campus - golfing during day time, and dinner, BBQ and what not after that. The institution is too big to the extent we seldom meet until we have this sort of event once in a year or more. This is also the time we learn that someone has passed away in that particular year, thus leaving us reflecting on the memories that we used to have before (memories of Allahyarham Jamil & Pak Ya come straight into my mind!).</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRriTypAJel3pRSbYeu783O77mYgOcpDWE2iMSdVHjQ-v0KBgNlMxgDBSbio966M31BpI46Da5ignHCXUeQ1POKRu4Pt9aVDxT07C89OSIRK92SMO74wWZBael1ojDM9Wyo4WHIg/s1600-h/Ganu+Tour+TY.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="153" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRriTypAJel3pRSbYeu783O77mYgOcpDWE2iMSdVHjQ-v0KBgNlMxgDBSbio966M31BpI46Da5ignHCXUeQ1POKRu4Pt9aVDxT07C89OSIRK92SMO74wWZBael1ojDM9Wyo4WHIg/s200/Ganu+Tour+TY.JPG" vt="true" width="200" /></a>YM Tengku Yusuf - affectionately known as TY - the Campus Director, is indeed friendly, and very kind-hearted. He is known for his gentleness, understanding and of altruistic personality. His speech during the prize-giving ceremony was, according to many, reflected his down-to-earth personality and touched the hearts of those who were there. TY is simply nice and great! I noticed that everyone was so entertained and looked forward to come yet once again next year! TQ TY!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><br />
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I have only one issue (that I dont really quite understand) with this game of golf:</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><br />
"The only problem with golf is that the slow people are always in front of you and the fast people always end up behind you."<br />
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</div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-47964674158758748162010-03-13T18:10:00.003+08:002010-03-14T14:58:57.108+08:00BYE, EDDY..<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhws3V-BGf7MNZFjkecJGVoPpER_LhYKpI-I9uVKUuds0GQTsGJLj4t4O4Zqh6ODyYOFgI-Dz5K6wJ9GogfUBOru_wcxWJ1N01GK4-RbzEKCsdBH_-Qp8QFWQB5-u7rsyDKmvt_nw/s1600-h/eddy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhws3V-BGf7MNZFjkecJGVoPpER_LhYKpI-I9uVKUuds0GQTsGJLj4t4O4Zqh6ODyYOFgI-Dz5K6wJ9GogfUBOru_wcxWJ1N01GK4-RbzEKCsdBH_-Qp8QFWQB5-u7rsyDKmvt_nw/s200/eddy1.jpg" vt="true" width="179" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">It came so sudden though a bit late - after almost 24 hours - to my knowledge that Eddy has passed away last night (many thanks to Finaz and Eliza). </span></div><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Eddy was a student at the Faculty of Communication and Media Studies (UiTM) when I first met him some time in January 2007 while he was on his way for lecture on that very bright afternoon with his forever-good friend, Khirriah . He was a bit shy initially and didn't talk much until I started a joke. He was talkative and very friendly ever since. There was time when we used to exchange views - over the phone on some nights - on a number of issues. He talked about friends, career, his sufferings etc. I didn't get the chance to pay him a visit during his last days. I managed, however, to talk with him - also over the phone - middle of January this year. He was bed-ridden. He talked so slowly, and asked me - in a very soft and mild tone - whether I was ok. I didnt have the heart to talk longer. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Bye Eddy.. </span></div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-65280330993641252692010-03-13T13:08:00.004+08:002010-03-14T23:43:08.439+08:00SMILE<div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Pseudo Urbanisation</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Immediately after the short-course final session was over, and it was a saturday late afternoon, we - Aniah, Ehsan, Zura and Ismie - hurriedly dispersed and went off in no seconds. Instead of heading home, I drove - at my own sweet time, running at 60-70 km/h from the PJ Hilton, to BSC (Bangsar Shopping Complex). Roy was already there; I wasn't late however, since the meeting was scheduled to take place at quarter-to-six (no apology needed!). </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Roy is a journalist-cum-editor for a bulletin/magazine or something. When he called me up the other day, I think it was three weeks ago, I was told that we were supposed to talk about little petty things like the changing political ideologies of political parties in Malaysian mainstream politics (if ever), as well as looking very briefly at some selected current issues like the proposed New Economic Model, the ministeries KPIs, local authorities, and governance. Issues pertaining to development and governance are indeed overwhelmed by a couple of shadowing variables in the forms of government's ideology; and the Penang's attempt to re-institute election in local government is perhaps one good example of that variables. Whether it is politically-driven or simply an altruistic side of the Chief Minister in doing so is not a pressing issue; politics is basically about determining choices when you have a certain degree of power to influence people. This is what happened in a number of constituents or even in some states - Perak, Selangor, Penang, Kelantan, and Kedah. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">A Step Away from the University</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The response was unexpectedly miracle compared to the previous ones which was held at the Stadium Malawati. The event - <em>Selangkah ke UiTM</em> - is an annual event. It is held days after the school examination results are out. Im not very sure why the turn-up rate was a bit higher than the last year's similar event. I'll just have to wait until Monday and see if the survey (questionnaires should be administered, I believe) could deduce something out of it.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">More often than not, it normally happens only once. But by the time one realises it, it was already too late for a turn-back. The radio was playing James Ingram's <em>Just Once</em> anyway. Thats where I got the turning point, I guessed. Again, it was only a guess.</span></div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-32337860437482619742010-02-21T20:27:00.003+08:002010-03-17T13:34:57.550+08:00ONE AFTER ANOTHER<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh_Q0jaYYhLyHjv9dBWHltqSPURUkKCmMtEQgw-Vg8ET-Vw3hCNdDa1T0t1iBokRDy7Xr5cJTEgcAbQ2nFCO3Hj3-V2jxznyaByMeGVtL8zeqiGIV96sDoQh3UP_uNtoorNHDkYA/s1600-h/time.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh_Q0jaYYhLyHjv9dBWHltqSPURUkKCmMtEQgw-Vg8ET-Vw3hCNdDa1T0t1iBokRDy7Xr5cJTEgcAbQ2nFCO3Hj3-V2jxznyaByMeGVtL8zeqiGIV96sDoQh3UP_uNtoorNHDkYA/s320/time.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><em>Image, http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:aLt4JwEutGqk2M</em></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Its</span></strong> going to be a very tight-schedule next week, and that will start tomorrow. With the Penn-State University's 3-day short-course at the PJ Hilton in mind, series of interview (the young-lecturer-scheme) and also the Planning workshop in South Perak until the end of the week, it is definitely an out-of-bound week for me and the entire staff. In Lewin's words, "Unfreeze, freeze, refreeze"... </span></div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-74437586391447532512010-02-19T09:56:00.004+08:002010-02-19T17:54:05.259+08:00A BIG THANK YOU<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyV6ioCmhOAfj5bkuvOiIuFCAwXlnB9yZCr0c0jEJuWOm0wSQLsckPtTfSdj0ZfSutqqR7g3DNJMpdSDvkHBlqBt6Ut65_pNGauRPjZNCiOuTctDtyCdNMGBkGIeXuhOBi6lxRxw/s1600-h/AB19022010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyV6ioCmhOAfj5bkuvOiIuFCAwXlnB9yZCr0c0jEJuWOm0wSQLsckPtTfSdj0ZfSutqqR7g3DNJMpdSDvkHBlqBt6Ut65_pNGauRPjZNCiOuTctDtyCdNMGBkGIeXuhOBi6lxRxw/s200/AB19022010.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><em>Image, nasrudin february 19th 2010</em></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I love books. And Im even happier this morning when (Datuk) Ramlah Adam appeared in my office room and handed me her latest publication, <em>"AHMAD BOESTAMAM: SATU BIOGRAFI POLITIK</em>" published by DBP 2009.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I didn't wait too long. And Im now on page 35. Its getting more interesting to know more!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Andy, a long-time friend, was having difficulty in deciding whether its wise to be a partisan; a full-time political actor. Im in no standing of deciding what is good - or bad - when it comes to making political decision. I did, however, offer him some insights in the form of questions. If he feels that he can satisfy all the criteria, then I would second his proposal right away.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">All the best Andy, and good luck!</span> </div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-15163896691242193942010-02-16T16:55:00.001+08:002010-02-16T16:57:55.110+08:00TURN BACK THE CLOCK?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe3XeAY-3F8sYnHj3gcWSYZdDfcpM0MDGPyioLB9NA0M91euiyhZY8Nb6PMgkimiJT8-lzvmdeh0yjh8wA6CDO8KkY6uQQUbJpYhedaIsKCAksbC0YqpghWEx5qBUEkAE1Wamguw/s1600-h/oldfoe.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe3XeAY-3F8sYnHj3gcWSYZdDfcpM0MDGPyioLB9NA0M91euiyhZY8Nb6PMgkimiJT8-lzvmdeh0yjh8wA6CDO8KkY6uQQUbJpYhedaIsKCAksbC0YqpghWEx5qBUEkAE1Wamguw/s200/oldfoe.bmp" width="163" /></a><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Mum is not well. She can hardly see what is around her. The ironic is that I still have this feeling that mum and dad are as healthy as they were used to be; and that was some 40 years ago.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I will be sending mum and dad to Taiping this late afternoon and got to be back to Shah Alam in no due time. I got to be in the office by tomorrow morning.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Yesterday mum was very happy because she was brought back to Negeri Sembilan, her hometown and met her siblings. </span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">At times, I can't in any way let them know the sadness I have in this heart of mine nor should I let them know the sacrifices that I need to make. I've witnessed the look I saw on some people faces - Stopa's late father who passed away last few days in KB, Allahyarham Abg Man, Al-Baishah's mum, Elly's mum motherly face Hjh Saenah and her loving and caring dad Hj Md Kodry - and suddenly all these remind me of Phil Colin's, <em>sacrifice.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Mum and dad taught me so many things. What is most intrigue is how they instilled the belief in me - by demonstrating naturally to me - that living is not all about having worldly rewards. There are so many other things that would eventually lead you to a meaningful happy life, now and perhaps, forever. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">If a child lives with criticism, </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">he learns to condemn.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">If a child lives with hostility, </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">he learns to fight.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">If a child lives with ridicule, </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">he learns to be shy.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">If a child lives with shame, </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">he learns to feel guilty.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">If a child lives with tolerance, </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">he learns to be patient.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">If a child lives with encouragement, </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">he learns confidence.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">If a child lives with praise, </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">he learns to appreciate.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">If a child lives with fairness, </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">he learns justice.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">If a child lives with security, </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">he learns to have faith.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">If a child lives with approval, </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">he learns to like himself.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">If a child lives with acceptance and friendship, </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">He learns to find love in the world.</span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I trust that when someone says "Im so sorry", it really means "Sorry, God's willing".</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">HONESTY</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">To put it simply and ideally, honesty is like, when you really mean it, and say it, and show it, then it is actually what lies in your heart. It is all about consistency; otherwise it will become double-standard. You can't possibly show or display your honesty simply by stating that you are an honest person publicly; it must be accompanied by actions. But that also doesn't warrant you a guarantee that you are indeed an honest person. Why? It is all about your heart; nobody knows what is there for you or anyone else. The element of 'fear' of something is always there. What is 'the thing' that you are afraid of? Nobody knows. Honesty, then, is the soft and soothing feel inside us that keeps reminding us not to hurt people, be they near or far. The issue remains, however, that it is not that easy to convince anyone that honesty is all we have in our hearts. There are many reasons why people are critical about honesty. I am only interested in three: selfish, impatience, and ignorance.</span></div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36921530.post-21742650675970931712010-02-11T04:56:00.000+08:002010-02-11T04:56:28.067+08:00TOO LONG A JOURNEY<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUvDHl75qZzmc_8vLz8JDvaiO5w6EmrGKG4X6HQRfFQGhK7daeuGxS7CVhV9NP3CXmloEekZEzzUfSHPCngvYm3Gs8f4ITO5dIVtQpT_BCMZuc-X5RZfR5k2GeRHEglyJSS7UnQQ/s1600-h/footsteps.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUvDHl75qZzmc_8vLz8JDvaiO5w6EmrGKG4X6HQRfFQGhK7daeuGxS7CVhV9NP3CXmloEekZEzzUfSHPCngvYm3Gs8f4ITO5dIVtQpT_BCMZuc-X5RZfR5k2GeRHEglyJSS7UnQQ/s200/footsteps.jpg" width="133" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">After a long walk, why not take a step back, and think for a while? Perhaps we can find our way home eventually.</span></div>Nasrudin Mohammedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15850588542984398947noreply@blogger.com