Monday, 5 November 2012
Is it increasingly more difficult to believe in a faith?
Syria, Egypt and Tunisia all have seen the cover of prime local newspapers. The world has heard their plight in practising their faith in the light (or darkness) of tyrannic subjugation. Praises be to God the most Merciful, they have passed this test of faith, for now they have spoken, and the world has listened.
Here lies the key: social media, really. True, increased exposure to the flurry of ideas through our computer screens do at times test our understanding of our faith. But we need not always be at the receiving end. It ultimately is up to the believer - he can either take a concerted effort in rooting out such information, or tackle them head-on. So, it is not quite social media making it hard for us to practise our faith, but we are only bounded by our own response to all information we receive.
The key? Social media proved too formidable and inexorable a force to be reckoned with, even by the most powerful of men, good and bad. The voice of the believers challenged the nerves of tyrants, and awakened world leaders into action - as represented by the American cruise missiles and French warplanes bombarding Gadaffi's forces in support of the Benghazi rebels, and the ouster of Mubarak, paving the way of an Islamist government. God is the Greatest!
See, the challenges to faith posed by social media, if being responded to in a responsible and constructive manner only serves to facilitate the bolstering of one's faith. Speak the truth and it will prevail.
Inevitably the believer comes across information which genuinely challenge his belief. To this, I say, the rise of social media is in tandem with that of Google. The Internet is a treasure trove of knowledge which in the past were confined between the walls of scholars. Why not see this as an opportunity to gain knowledge and wisdom and hence only increase our faith. After all, "admitting one’s ignorance is the beginning of wisdom" (Socrates).
Hence, this widening of opportunity for expression only means greater ease of not only believing but also to propagate your faith.
Social media is not only the surging force of today. Let's not forget temptation. This too today rules Man; the king of kings reign supreme deep in Man's heart. We travel, we watch television and we succumb to the cultural forces of globalization for we admire some of these foreign cultures; their freedom in conducting themselves; concept of career success triumphs over the need for self-actualization and atonement. To this, I say, wait and see. Globalization, too, is an awesome force. Everyone will realize that globalization works two ways. They (the foreign) too will have to start accommodating the faithful and their practice.
Why? For the bottom-line ones amongst us, the global Muslim population is forecast to increase by 35% in the next 20 years. Clearly, in weighing the cost and benefit of the changing world to faith, this number speaks for itself.
Sunday, 4 November 2012
To be man or wo-man?
Surely, women have undertaken new roles far away from the kitchen - at the top floor of magnificent skyscrapers or in cabinet offices; being where the world's riches and power lie.
Still, no Hillary Clinton or Angela Merkel or Indra Nooyi can stand a chance in overcoming the forces of nature.
The sad truth remains: For as long as women have existed, they have fallen victim to the relentless menstrual cycle, and the excruciating pain of childbirth.
These issues are exclusive to the female kind, while men can at most only sincerely emphatize with the plight of women.
Ranks, riches and power and related variables aside, is there much reason to believe that being a woman is better than being a man?
As trivial as this issue seems, it is a real, pressing issue.
Quantitatively, it's worse than world hunger, poverty and HIV/AIDS: approximately half the world population are agonized by the monthly discharges alone, every month of their lives.
Given a choice of either side of nature in terms of sex, being a man is undeniably the more convenient (and rational choice).
We will never have the luxury of setting the terms of nature to abide by, so when this is made a variable, then we should pay attention to it more than anything else.
Talk about inequalities and injustices in income, literacy and treatment by society, but there still is some degree of control to counter these forces for a female if she so desires. But Lady Fortune waits for no women in delivering the cramps.
Wednesday, 6 June 2012
Concert Review: Rite(s) of Spring
Source: Orchestra of the Music Makers – Official Website
The programme line-up for this evening is of particular interest. Yes, the pieces certainly fit squarely into the Singapore Arts Festival 2012 theme, Our Lost Poems. But the amalgamation of these three pieces in one evening is most amusing. Londoners made plain their dislike for Gustav Holst’s Beni-Mora during its first airing on 1st May 1912, and exactly thirteen months later, the premiere of Igor Stravinsky’s The Rite of Spring in Paris instigated one of the most famous classical music riots in history. Meanwhile, this evening would see the world debut of Dr. Ho Chee Kong’s Passage – Fantasy for Cello and Orchestra. Could it be that the programme was orchestrated to create a scandal, as the former pieces had – this time in the humble Esplanade Concert Hall?
The evening opens with Oriental Suite-Beni Mora, a less-known orchestral piece by Holst, inspired by the sounds of the streets of Algerian. Having released an internationally-acclaimed album of Gustav Mahler’s first and second symphonies in 2010, it is no wonder that the OMM managed to give the world-class performance venue a beating, during moments of sudden and even abrupt climaxes and exploit its iconic atmospheric acoustics with the Algerian lyric passages, led by the flute, devoutly holding on to the E note in the third movement; yet the motif does not tire the audience given Holst’s mastery of harmonic texture.Source:
Dr. Ho’s Passage features Li-Wei Qin, who is hailed as “one of the most important Chinese cellists of his generation”, having appeared in venues around the world alongside conductors of the highest eminence. Li-Wei’s stage presence is a stark reminder of the pianist Lang Lang; visually foraging the hall, as if in search of inspiration to give life to the written notes, as so successfully he has done. The piece begins with a question posed by the solo cello that repeats itself in variations, in a painful search answers to the meaning of life. The orchestra has sufficiently matched the energy of the distressed cello, though there were portions when the cello seemed to be undermined by a zealous orchestra. Nevertheless, Li-Wei’s fiery cadenza was breath-taking, as he masterfully extracted the full depth and height of the sounds of his instrument. One was fortunate enough to be in the presence of a Yo-Yo Ma in the making; that too for a reasonable price.
Then, the hall turned pitch-black. An unannounced solo piece by Li-Wei was played, aptly to highlight Li-Wei’s star capabilities, and aptly too to summon the (in)famous beginning passage of The Rite by the bassoon, being forced to play in its highest range. This “misuse” of the bassoon famously infuriated composer Camille Saint-Saens at the premiere. This night, however, there can only be commendation of this solo by a culturally-evolved audience, mimicking crude Slav village song and noise. The Augurs of Spring, however, was disrupted by blatantly incorrect untimely entrances of the Eb Clarinet – a favourite instrument in Stravinsky orchestral pieces – to the point that the part was buried for full three measures. An unforgivable mistake in the presence of a paying audience.Source: National Endowment for the Arts (USA)
The orchestra may have started not quite on the right note, nevertheless, the orchestra exhibited consistency and togetherness in ensemble playing, considering that the piece has “never been topped for sophisticated handling of primitive rhythms”1 and has the most complex harmonies ever written. The mastery of these key characteristics was very prevalent through The Naming and Honoring of the Chosen One. The OMM received a very long applause (but short of a standing ovation) so very well deserved, but not for their music in entirety. Credit should be attributed to the immense ambition that this volunteer organisation possesses and dares to carry out. They dared to program sophisticated pieces, they dared to accompany a world-class soloist. And all these accomplishments just two years after its conception. Let’s also not forget that this society has been coined a ‘charity’ orchestra by the press. This is truly an all-rounded orchestra; contributing significantly to the local arts scene with its foray into high-order classical music, grooming youth in their craft, nurturing responsible young citizens. The OMM is on an exciting road ahead, and even the professional Singapore Symphony Orchestra may one day be made to run for its money.Thursday, 19 January 2012
Meeting challenge with resilience
Tuesday, 6 December 2011
Melaka
My stay in my motherland for the past three days has been one filled with literal tears of joy, reconciliation and reflection. Melaka is where my forefathers originate; where they were born, raised, put to work, encountered rattan-enabled strokes and nurtured to break to productively break their backs.
Home Kampong
What I witnessed I the village was still nothing like how it used to be, albeit not as modern as Singapore. Still the nostalgia of the setting has not failed to send chills down my dad's and uncle's spines thus catalysing the tear-making process. The desired by-product was only to be triggered by a 40 year-overdue aunt-nephew embrace. The reversal of such deep reactions proved to be highly endothermic given that the elder has superb memory. Even spectator particles like me can't be spared from these cheek-wetting moments.
Makan
I thought my tongue was malay enough until I sat cross-legged in a kampong house, harrassed by flies on a straw mat. I ate what looked like vegetables simmered in a gravy of vomit. But praises to god, its taste is most interesting and nothing like I've ever seen; the most creative way of utilising durian. Not forgetting the asam pedas which tasted just like my late grandma's cooking (says my dad). And I won't be stepping on the weighing scale for some time to come.
Tuesday, 22 November 2011
Urge.
Might I say that I was not too happy by the time the results came out. Not because I was unhappy about the results, though. That is least of my concerns. I only wanted to be promoted as that is all that matters.
I was really unhappy because I get annoyed when people misunderstand me. Nobody will take me seriously in a heart-to-heart conversation for I tend to have an upbeat demeanour and a "bo-chup" face, which I find useful for stealthily gathering aural information. And so, I decided to reactivate myself to post stuff on this blog. As and when I sense that an action of mine needs to be justified, this is for all to see and discern for themselves.
Right from the beginning of the year, I resolved to only have simple ambitions, that is, such that I can sufficiently feed my family.
It so happened that the post-promo period was met with an internal conflict of moral, directional and emotional sorts. Might I reiterate that it has got nothing to do with my results. (I am indifferent towards it, until now, like my parents. No cause for celebration.) Nor was it PW, although something ugly was triggered then, but it is only due to the sudden unleash of all the emotional baggage thus far. And so, ironically, I felt lousy of myself, as if society does not value me anymore, as if people I know think I'm rubbish.
This perception changed after much reflection, catalysed by morning sunlight and boredom, at Sembawang Park. I suddenly felt that I am to impact society one day.
I used to have very big dreams. Those which people expect of me: politician, lawyer, diplomat and so on. I thought I would one day I would be able to do all that I want. But somehow, my self-esteem degraded since. However, apparently, teachers don't think so, but I still didn't realise. I thought they shared the same opinion as me. Until today when I looked at this:
My very recent change of perception of my destiny is only reaffirmed by the above which came a considerable period of time before.
God give me strength to deliver my responsiblities, show me the path of those whom you love, bless my family with good health.
Yes, the above is a wordly endeavour of mine, but to me, I do hope that this big thing I'll be doing will help my fellow Malays, help make Singapore great and most of all, do justice to the care showered by my family thus far.
P.S. Thank you, Shahir, for making me work my fingers and discern my actions even more.
Saturday, 19 November 2011
Sleep. And 8 hours of it.
When asked how I got my results, I tell people I don't study much. People get annoyed; either they think I'm arrogant or it is just impossible to them. This intellectual myopia in itself annoys me. But it's true! However, it doesn't end there.
I find that I'm able to increase the efficiency of my studying time by maximising learning when you're not facing your books. This includes lectures, tutorials and the time spent answering nature's call. And all this boils down to sleep. And 8 hours of it. And almost religiously.
There's no denying that sufficient sleep makes you feel fresh early in the morning. You find it easier to arise, no matter how much you're gonna hate the day ahead. Because you feel fresh, there're little means for you to fall asleep during lecture and tutorial (unless it's in the afternoon, of course). Such is important as usually, the golden nuggets which makes one ace one's papers are usually revealed during lecture.
One may say that listening to the recording still does the job. I'm afraid not. Widely-received scientific studies show that only 20% of communication happens aurally. The rest happens through body language. While we certainly do not pay attention by these details, they are subconsciously processed by the brain to be effectively digested. Maybe it's the eyes, the hand gestures or stature which adds impact to the message albeit subconsciously. So why remove this 80% of learning aid?
Another thing that freshness allows one to do is think. 4 hours of sleep will make even walking a chore. During tutorials and lectures you can't be bothered about anything's that going on. Then you tell yourself that you're going to recap at home or some time after lesson. Here comes the big academic evil: procrastination! You simply forget about the lesson. If not, you become simply too tired or bogged down by other work by the time you remember. Worse still, studies show that that retention ability diminishes with time. And that's why you have to mug last minute, cramming as much information in an unsorted, unlogical manner which you can't almost totally appreciate. You go for consultation only to ask questions already answered during lecture/tutorial. Because you have so much to cover, you can't afford to sleep. Then you can't focus duing exam. Then you go into depression, leading to insomnia. No sleep at all!
The above clearly shows the academic viscious cycle which is all to blame on insufficient sleep. Conversely, early, sufficient sleep contributes to a virtous academic cycle.
You can receive information, process them and link them. This is especially important for any subject. Chemistry is one subject with no room for compartmentalised thinking to ace in it. With a clear mind, these links can be drawn during lectures themselves. It makes you stay awake. It encourages higher order thinking. For the arts, linking is the essence for forming solid arguments.
Thinking can happen on the way home. Or on the toilet. Or while eating. Start with DUH! questions first. At least it keeps you engaged stuff you need to know and APPRECIATE. This is hiw you don't have to spend time.mugging. Mugging time is only to boost details and strengthen the links, NOT to receive new information. Only then will consultations be productive. Last moments before exam are to be spent appreciating and processing information. This way, the content that needs to be known becomes a given.
By now, you realise that all these requires one to be alert, hence requires sleep. Sleep full length, leave the work behind and catch up with them when you wake up fresh. You need less time doing them as you think better. Give it your all in school and you can go home and "nua". Well, that's at least what I do...
Besides, people comment that my face has a perpetual freshness. It's easier for you to smile! Why not stop being the passive "sian" one and be the active smile-inducing party instead?! So sleep.
My results are not the best set but I can assure you this was done by seeking ways to increase the time-for-grades value, noting that I hold three CCAs and an ageing family which I would have to feed very soon.

