Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Hari Ini Dalam Sejarah

Lama tak menjenguk di ruangan ini.. Kesibukan terlalu menuntut untuk memenuhi kehendaknya. KERJA – untuk sesuap nasi..tak apa.... yang penting itulah harga dari jerih payah dan titik peluh sendiri..asalkan tidak menyusahkan orang lain, cukup. Bersyukur atas kekuatan Mu Bapa.

Ya, Hari Ini dalam sejarah…. Mungkin bagi orang lain ianya tidak bernilai..tapi aku hargai semua ruang dan peluang yang diberi – ruang ini juga 'menuntut' masa yang sedetik ada.. KERJA..macam Tuhan juga kerja ni kadang-kadang, dan selalunya..kan?

Mulai 14 Mac 2011, masa siaran WAIfm Kayan telah ditambah lagi 3 jam iaitu dari pukul 12 tengahari hingga pukul 3 petang dan siaran jam 3 petang hingga 6 petang diteruskan seperti biasa. Masa siaran baru tersebut disiar melalui gelombang FM101.7 dan FM106.1 yang meliputi kawasan Kuching-Samarahan-Serian. Sesungguhnya penambahan masa tersebut memberi satu nafas baru bagi saluran WAIfm Kayan.

Hasrat hati memang nak tambah lagi ’air time’ yang ada sekarang..jika ada rezeki akan diusahakan lagi. Chaiyok-chaoiyok..kepada semua pendengar setia WAIfm Kayan, terima kasih kerana sentiasa menyokong kami selama ini.

Pano piwei peldah te' alan..

Pelihei sayu asen timah lale'..

Kalo' men radio Kayan bara sayu kenep lan..

Men itam aleng pa'en paji dahin kame'


Bua Belti sak selirah,

Jam na' mi en kenep nyeliram

O itam aleng te' ha' Baram, Belagah dahin hino-hino' tua

Pa'en nah peji dahin radio tam..."

-Sayu Kenep men kelo' lim-

Sekian terima kasih..

Monday, March 14, 2011

Alahai...

Today, i feel so ashamed about this column in this newspaper. What is this people thinking they are doing? This is some sort of fun to them..? I have no idea...They should thinking that we should be so thankful living in this country while other people are trying hard to live their life and facing alot of difficulties in their home country......What? Want to face the same thing and think that we are better in handling such disaster then others..? Think again...

Bak kata Pak Rais dalam berita Jam 5 Klasik Nasional (14.3.2011) berkata; "....jgn ada apa2 humor yang meyakitkan dan memilukan hati manusia. Dan ini perlu kita hadapi bersama. Kali ini mungkin Jepun, pada masa akan datang mungkin di pantai timur kita, kita blum tau........."




iReport —

Local Malaysian newspaper Berita Harian published a caricature in their editor's column today that depicts the popular Japanese cartoon character Ultraman as trying to outrun an incoming tsunami.

The publication has received tremendous criticisms by readers, who accuse the editors as being "inconsiderate and distasteful". Several political leaders have even stepped out and demand a public apology, to which the editors promptly made on their publication's Facebook fan page.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Bicara Di Tepi Kali...



I heard this song on channel Lite and Easy today... just wonder what was it all about though..beautiful music and vocal combination by Julio Iglesias.



VINCENT
Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and gray,
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
And when no hope was left inside on that starry starry night
You took your life as lovers often do,
But I could have told you Vincent,
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.

Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met, the ragged men in ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity, how you tried to set them free.
They did not listen, they're not listening still, perhaps they never will.

Bicara di tepi kali...

Ketika hujan turun
menitis menyiram bumi
lantas takungan air pun melimpah
dari sang kali...
lalu tersenyumlah sang melati
penghuni setia di tepi kali
kerana hujan memberi nafas
kepada melati
yang sentiasa setia
menguntum kelopak
kemarau tanpa dikira

Tapi beza pula
makhluk bernyawa yang tiada ceritanya
menatap hari berlalu
yang tiada berisi berita
hanya kosong mengisi sarang
kenangan digantung sepi di dinding
yang elok terperangkap rapi
dalam bingkai waktu
yang terus berlalu