Legacy of Love

A drizzly morning started that Sunday. Light clouds covered the sky and the air smelled grassy. I was there in that very park, summoned by the most significant lady. Holding an umbrella with my left, the other hand was holding her old, wrinkled hand. The romance was second to none, indeed, as we walked side by side to a seemingly endless point yet too short for such cause. Alas, the time was not ours to stop, nor it was ours to rewind.

The distance has been the archenemy of our bond ever since I pursued my study, and now, my career. That she had never regretted it was clearly reflected in her countenance. As most parents, she had always known that someday she would have to let me go. In some ways, she even encouraged me to do so, not through words, but through her silences. In her quiet manner, she was the wisest mother for sure, and I thanked God everyday for trusting her to give birth to me.

She called me earlier that morning with an ordinary how-are-you and stuffs. Somehow I caught a glint of blurriness in her usually full-toned voice. Even without explicit utterance, I knew that she missed me dearly. She requested to meet me, so I ardently approved the courtesy to sate the sense of longing in her chest.

And there I was, giving company to the woman I respected the most. She chose to meet me at the very park she and her husband―that I called father―used to spend their share of early marriage together. Through the gentle touch I tried to convey, “I’m here now, Mom. Everything’s gonna be alright.” 

  

Picture: www.santasukiwanis.com © Corbis

As we strolled down the wet gravel path, she chuckled lightly. I asked why, hence she brought me back into my childhood reminiscence, “When you were a tiny little boy, in rainy days like this, sometimes you spent the time with your dad in the porch. While you sat on his lap, he began to sing this chant. It was no lullaby, but it always was for you. It always made you fell asleep on his lap. Do you still remember?”

I was slightly baffled, but tried to hide it under a pretentious calmness. “Ah, yes, of course,” I chuckled behind the white lie.

“He dotes on you, Son. Always does. Beyond his firm and temperamental disposition, he cares about you more than anything else. He played football with you, brought you to the shopping centers, bought you toys, called you when he was away . . . . He might have never said it, but you’re his sole pride.” I rendered speechless as I listened to her, realizing of how naive a teenager I once was. I might have not even been aware if I have hurt or disappointed them countless times, but then I did.

“So, how is he?” I asked her. 

“He’s fine. He’s a robust man, you know?” 

“Then what about you? How are you, Mom?” 

She then stopped her step and turned to me, looked straight into my eyes and said calmly, “Listen, Dear. Don’t you worry about us. We have a wonderful life. Wonderful children too, yes?” She caressed my left cheek, then inhaled gently as if trying to control her emotion before continuing, “The happiest thing in our life . . . the sweetest thing is to witness that our children have a wonderful life too, that we have done such a great job in nurturing you. That's all the matter to us now.”

I took her hands and kissed them respectfully. These hands were the very hands that had raised me to who I was. “Now, let’s go see him. I’m sure he misses you,” she suggested.

As we reached that very abode where I had been grown, I saw the man sitting on the front porch, with a cup of coffee on the table and a newspaper on his lap. He seemed so delighted to see me. I greeted him and shook his hands, then we spent the day in a cheerful fashion.

They might not be the greatest parents in the world, but if I was to be reborn, I would implore to God that He would entrust me to these exact couple. I promised that I would carry along their legacy, ultimately to be inherited to their grand-children, so that someday they would realize that they have the warmest treasure in this world: love.

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“You know, your Mom and I, we had one hell of a great life, Son. And the best part about that is we had one hell of a great kid, too.” – Harry Helmsley in 2012 (the movie)

P/S: Happy Mother's Day to all :-)

A Betel Leaf of My Life

"Like a betel leaf on the top of a boulder, reluctant to live yet unwilling to wither" is my version of translating Indonesian proverb, "Bagai kerakap di atas batu, hidup segan mati tak mau."  I know, I know, it sounds a bit far-fetched & rhymes better in Indonesian anyway. I'm of no translator, 'kay? Any suggestion for a better rhyming translation, you tell me. But I digress.

Anyhow, this proverb is made as a simile for a person who easily get bored for doing a work or job, hence he/she looked for another job. This proverb reminds myself on how unwise to 'grasshop' (is it even a word?) from one job to another. Well, I've never really worked a long time for one kind of a jo... no, I haven't even worked a 'real' job! Blame my long knowledge-gathering process, or rather, affinity on academic life, one once said. I worked part-time jobs twice, and as I said, my study was the main reason to call it a... part-time job? There's no point to gain money when at the same time it would increase the probability of failure to  progress in what I (actually, my father) have been paying money for, if you get what I mean. I don't want to spend my time for a part-time job when I could've used the same amount of time studying to get a better mark, and I (again, my father) had spend more money for the course than I would've get from the job. So my plan would be to finish my study--for the third time and I'm sick of it already--and get the hell out of the pile of books to find a job for myself. This job I will use as a stepping stone for the so-called 'career', that is.

But there's another unit I've yet put into the equation: Australian Temporary Resident. So, these fellas of mine have been buggin' me to get it and stay for a lil' longer here. I don't worry much about getting TR, but I'd worry more on whether I'd get a decent job that would fit my degree. By 'decent' I mean 'justified' with my skill or knowledge. I don't worry about the salary too, no sir. If I am me--which, I am--I'd worried more about building my career, and part-time job won't do any good as it would just let my degree succumbs to the power of time.

Now, I'm not a kind of guy whom they refers as a 'rolling stone', as in "a rolling stone gathers no moss" (i.e. someone who does not settle in one place rarely prospers). If I live in a place, I usually stay there for a looong time. And hey, my current mobile phone is the same Sony-Ericsson W810i I've been using since 6 years ago. I'm a very loyal person, o yeah :-p. So I don't plan to touch-n'-go some job and get another one. As long as I'm happy and get the rather-controversial Permanent Resident, I'd consider to stay here for a tad bit longer by 5-10 years than I initially planned. But if one ever asks me a dream job, I'd say entrepreneur or writer. I won't live as a corporate slave my whole life. Also, one other important thing: homecoming. Yep, my hometown would be the only place I would want to spend the rest of my life in. Period.

Sounds a little too optimistic and easy-to-say, eh? Well, at least I got plan A and B.
But for now, let's go back to reality: assignments and exams are waiting to be conquered.

Get married, you wonder? TBA  B-)


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"I'm just a simple man trying to make my way in the universe" - Jango Fett

"What's in a name?"

In the midst of a forbidden love, "What's in a name?" once proclaimed Juliet "That which we call a rose, by any other name would smell as sweet," continued her.

Pardon me to disagree, but name, Ms Capulet, means everything.

Name is pride, Ms Capulet. Can you just bear as equal pride should you pretend other name as yours?

Name is prayer, Ms Capulet, the prayer that parents sought to be bestowed to us by God Himself.

Name is reputation, Ms Capulet. As acknowledgement famed, hearing you by the name would just awe bystanders.

Name is symbol, Ms Capulet. By which other attribute would others recognise you but by the name?

Didn't you comprehend, Ms Capulet? By any other name, your beloved would still be a foe to your family.

Behold, Ms Capulet, the names of yours and your beloved, they are well-remembered as an everlasting insignia of the fervency of love.

I Love Cars!

One of my girl friend (not girlfriend ;-)) saw Lamborghini Sesto Elemento wallpaper themes on my laptop and asked, "Why almost every guy I know loves car?"

It struck me right away! 'Coz I usually don't like cars to this extent, but when she said that, I just realized that I was starting to love cars! All New Honda Jazz, Suzuki Swift, Ford Mustang GT, Lamborghini Sesto Elemento and Chevrolet "Bumblebee" Camaro are in my favorite list.

I don't love cars because most of men love them, or because cars are over-associated with masculinity! I love 'em coz they're gorgeous, awesome, beautiful, and how I'd like to drive it with pride and ultimate speed! I'd also love to try drifting. Really love to hear the screeching of tyres and how the car slides sideways. Rocks! \m/

I suspect the emerging of this new interest inside of me should be blamed to Ken Block. Yes, the DC shoes salesman! His viral Gymkhana video was one of the coolest thing I've ever watched (check the video below). I usually found watching racing program was rather boring, but when I saw how he drifted his Ford Fiesta, I fell in love... with drift, and rally, and cars, of course! Not with Ken, come on!

As my friend mentioned before, almost every guy [she knew] loves car. Well, that's not far from the truth. Most of men would stare and fix their gaze on a noticeable car as if it's an extremely gorgeous, sexy woman....

One survey was conducted on what makes a girlfriend jealous the most. Guess what's the top answer! Yes: car! Ummm... okay, that's too much ;-p . But if there's such survey, I'd argue the top three answers would be: other girl, job, and car!

Subaru Impreza WRX STi

Recently, I'm all crazy about Subaru Impreza. The sporty, aerodynamic body - tremendous! The combination of rattling, humming, buzzing & bustling sounds - epic! Richard Burns had drove it, Colin McRae had drove it, Ken Block had drove it... this should be the most iconic rally car ever made! Period.

One day, I'll have this car as my ride for sure, amin....

Sydney Opera House Paper Craft

This is my second paper craft model, and before I start, I need to disclaim that the parts were not my own creation. I found the parts and instruction in Canon Creative Park. I just downloaded these parts, printed them and constructed the model my own way.

Initially, I thought this paper craft would be much easier than Yamaha YZR model I had done before, but I was simply wrong. This model might looked easier, but there was a part which required me to "think out of the box". Hmmm... strong words, eh? Anyway, the trickiest part was to stick the protruding buildings, i.e. the white-shells-like parts, to the highest platform where the shells would stand. These shells had a very small and vulnerable feet, and it was extremely difficult to stick them to the platform. Using glue was proven to be inadequate as it would took times to fully dry up. Also, the glue could wet the paper parts and tore them apart. I knew it because I had tried it :-)

So, I finally came with the idea to stick them (the white-shells) with staples. This was done by piercing the  staples through the platform, and pinched the feet of the buildings to the platform so they would have a tight grip there. Alternate way would be to stitch the feet with needle and threads, but it would be nearly impossible to retrieve the needle back once it got through the platform without spoiling the shells.

Another tricky part, which wasn't as difficult as the part mentioned above, was to build steady, solid foundations beneath each tiers. I had to construct many small carton boxes to put beneath the highest platform. For the platform above the sea, I used cardboard as it fitted just right. The lowest foundation (beneath the sea level) was the merriest. As this part would sustain the heaviest weight of the model, I had to construct the steadiest foundation, which turned out to be heavier than the rest of the model. I used cardboard, jewel CD case, chocolate box and cellophane tape rim to construct a "long-lasting foundation", so to speak. The finished foundation was then wrapped with frames, and then the upper parts of the model was put carefully on it. Well, it's all set.

I finished this model by June for about a month. Um, actually it was not supposed to take that long, but... hey, I got life! Watching TV, sports, playing video games, internet, and so on. If you noticed that I got a lot of leisure times there, it was merely because I was in a holiday :-)

Anyway, this was what I came up with:

If you want to try constructing your own model, just download the full parts and instruction at Canon Creative Park - Sydney Opera House Paper Craft.

Rest in Peace, O Father of Mine!

Inna lillahi wa inna Ilayhi raji'un....
To God we belong, and to Him shall we return....

Ya Allah, please take fullest care & kept in Thy Most Pleasant Side
The peaceful soul of a man I already considered as father of mine.
I felt deepest regret along with everlasting debt I can never confide
Of the tough problem between me & her daughter we failed to define.

Embarrassed I will always be as of this very moment I have just heard
The news of the man that had been waiting for a pathetic son in vain.
I am here in confusion resembling a little lamb in the middle of the herd.
Should I redeem this unforgiven sin or should I be forever drown in pain?

Salomon vs A Salomon & Co Ltd

Salomon vs A Salomon & Co Ltd [1897] AC 22 is one of the most famous corporate case in history. The case highlighted the very basic principle of the separation of a company from its shareholders and directors.

Background

Aron Salomon was a boot maker and had run the successful business for 30 years as a sole trader. In a point of time, he decided to give five of his sons the shares of the business. To make it official, he turned the business into a company under the English Companies Act. The total shares were 20,007 worth £1 each. Instead of issuing them to the public, Salomon took 20,001 of the shares and gave the rest to his wife and sons, each of them received a share. Salomon and his two eldest sons were then appointed as directors of the company.

The total worth of the company was £39,000, consisting of shares worth £20,000 and debentures worth £10,000 which were issued to Salomon; £1,000 cash and £8,000 unsecured debts. The court noted that the value was excessively overestimated.

Financial Difficulty and Liquidation

After a while, the company was teetering as a result of strikes in the industry. Salomon injected more funds, which were apparently not sufficient to put it in stability. He then borrowed £5,000 from Edmund Broderip by reissuing the debentures in Broderip’s name.

The injection of funds was proven insufficient, and the business deteriorated further. Broderip appointed a receiver to realise his security, and when the company default, the liquidator was appointed.

The liquidator found that the company’s assets were worth only £6,000. £5,000 was used to repay Broderip’s claim, and the remaining £1,000 went into Salomon’s account as a beneficial owner of the debentures. If these were granted, there would have been nothing left to repay £8,000 to the unsecured creditors.

The liquidator counterclaimed Broderip’s claim by stating that the debentures were invalid. The liquidator also stated that the formation of the company was a fraud by deceiving the unsecured creditors with the excessive price of the business.

Hearing and Decision

The House of Lords unanimously decided in Salomon’s favour. It was in accordance with Companies Act 1862 (UK) that a trader has limited liability and obtains priority as a debenture-holder over other creditors. A person may sell his business to a limited liability company of which he/she is the only shareholders and directors. It followed that the company was a separate legal entity distinct from its shareholders and directors. Also, the company could be a secured debtor of its shareholders, thereby enabling them to rank ahead of its unsecured creditors.

The House of Lords also stated that the fact that Salomon owned 20,001 of the total 20,007 made no difference. A separate entity is created following the incorporation, even if all the company’s shares are owned by a single person.

Source:

- Wikipedia, www.wikipedia.com;

- Additional Reading of Companies and Securities Law, Faculty of Business, University of Technology, Sydney.

The Assassination of Barack Obama

Last Monday morning, July 4^th 2011, a rumor was spread that Barack Obama was dead from assassination. This rumor was apparently wrong. The fact was, a group of hackers broke into Fox News’ Twitter account and then posted a couple of tweets explaining the assassination of the president.

The first tweet was "@BarackObama has just passed. The president is dead. A sad 4th of July, indeed. President Barack Obama is dead." Further tweet described that Obama was shot twice while campaigning at a restaurant in Iowa.

A moment before the false tweets, the hackers proclaimed their access into the account, “Just regained full access to our Twitter and email. Happy 4th.”

During the account takeover, Obama was actually in Washington, planning to celebrate the US Independence Day with his family that night.

Source: ABC News, Yahoo!

Best Laptop Brands in 2011

Recently, I've been looking for new laptop to replace my old one. However, I am still confused on which brand I can count on. Also, it should suit my needs and, of course, budget. Thus, I've been searching for the best brand out there. My searching led me to Laptopmag website, which rated 10 best laptop brands annually.

Here's the ratings for 2011:

Source: Best & Worst Laptop Brands 2011: Overall Verdict, Laptopmag

Now, what I do is putting another criterion into the table -- i.e. Price Range -- and adjust the weights of Laptopmag's predetermined criteria. Here's my version:

Based on this ratings (which shows no top-three difference in comparison with Laptopmag's), Apple, Lenovo and Hewlett-Packard are the brands that I think would generate the most value-for-money.

Well, whatcha think? Do you have your own rating scheme?

The Mavs finally extinguished the Heat

It’s amazing! Incredible game! The Mavericks finally won their first ring ever! I still can’t fully believe that they successfully overcome the Heat, which was expected to be the next NBA champion, thanks to the successfully assembled three all-stars in the team. The Mavs, who had become an underdog in the Finals series, had been staggering ever since the first game in Miami. However, they decided to overwhelm the fear, and started to formulate a more solid strategy, which could be observed in Game 2, also in Miami. Left behind by 15 points with 6:19 on the clock seemed doesn’t enough to blunt their spirit of champion. They kept trailing the Heat point by point, tirelessly searching for gaps in Heat’s so-called impenetrable defense – that Nowitzki called "almost suffocating” – until they finally took ‘em down with 95-93 as the final score, thanks to Dirk Nowitzki’s last minutes lay-up. Unluckily for Heat, Dwyane Wade’s three right before the buzzer couldn’t make up to the two-point deficit.

Then the series were tied at 1-1, the Mavs brought the series home smiling, imagining they could make three straight wins to make sure that they could receive the trophy at home, and thus celebrated at home as well. As though the Heat proclaimed “not so fast!”, they went to Dallas, played the game, and hey presto! They took down the Mavs with a tight score 88-86, lead the series by 2-1, and erased those smiles out of their opponent faces. This was a terribly bad news for the Mavs. History stated that when the final series were tied 1-1, the next winner would win the trophy. This had been proven 11 times out of 11 tied final series. If this would always hold true, the Heat would be expected to win this final series. But the Mavs seemed doesn’t want to lay back and surrender to the history. So they fought back, won three straight games – including one last time in Miami – and grab that sacred Final award!

Personal Opinion

I’m actually a Lakers fan, especially Kobe Bryant the Black Mamba, and how it broke my heart knowing that the Mavs took down the Lakers with four straight victories in the second round. I had no idea what happened, I couldn’t watch the games that time. Even so, I was so optimistic the Lakers could take down the Mavs. But it’s just OK. I know the limit of liking something, and I won’t weep for it.

Even the Mavs eliminated my favorite team, I supported them in the final series for some reasons. First, they haven’t win any final award ever, and it seems a good time to bring the dream into reality, especially for great veterans as Dirk Nowitzki and Jason Kidd. Second, I don’t hate Heat, but I am a big LeBron James hater! I hate him more than arrogant Ron Artest. He is so cocky and cannot accept defeat when he has to. Well, I like Wade. His speed, his side-step driving, his superb defense and his calm personality are his great features, but I had to doubt his decision in convincing James to be his teammate. That’s not very smart, I think! Losing another NBA ring is one of the evidences.

With its famous big three (Dwyane Wade, LeBron James and Chris Bosh), the Heat had failed to overcome the Mavs’ big one (Dirk Nowitzki) superiority. Well, Nowitzki was dull in the first half of the sixth game, just made 1 out of 11 shots, perhaps caused by his torn middle finger. But, in the end, his overall final performance made him the final MVP. A couple things were in effect there, including the Mavs’ solid teamwork and offense. I would say Jason Terry was the top performer in the sixth game. He made a lot of contribution through big shots, scoring 27 points in the game, with 3 out of 7 made from the down town, a.k.a three point shots. He was just red hot in there! Also, another player who wasn’t less than him, J.J. Barea. The five-feet-and-seven-inches guard just surprised me to the bone. I dare to say, he was the quickest n’ slickest player on the floor, confidently driving down the Heat’s superb defense and… hey, he shot a lotta threes as well!

Defensively, the Mavs also showed solid organization. They forced a total of 17 turnovers in the sixth game. Unluckily for the Heat, turnovers and free-throws were the important contributors to their loss. Four minutes on the clock seemed make them play emotionally in rush, desperately made vain shots just to damage the field-goal percentage.

As the game was over, Nowitzki strode down the corridor. Face down, but definitely overwhelmed by enormous emotions that he finally paid back what the Heat had once stolen from him in 2006 final: the NBA ring.

At last.