I Know Where I Need To Be




As always, trust My Small Baby to put things - intended or otherwise - in perspective for me.

As I seriously contemplate on which industry to go to, something she said in a casual conversation just clicked and made it clear as to which industry should I be in.

If I were to be honest, it’s not my most preferred industry at the moment. But if I were to take a step back, and allow myself to see the industries I want to be in objectively, I have to go with what My Small Baby said.


In my career, I have plied my trade in a few industries – FMCG (including F&B), Advertising, IT, and Airline. While I mostly have no regrets joining any of them, and have been, in most part, successful in what I was supposed to do, there is one crucial thing that sets one of these industries apart from the rest, and that is what My Small Baby correctly pointed out to me a few days ago.

Albeit I am still somewhat deciding, depending on a few factors, I more or less know which industry I need – not want - to go back to. 

And I have My Small Baby to thank for for her inadvertent advice. I guess she knows me more than I know myself.

The Case Of The Misguided Youth



Last week, during Maulud-ur-Rasul, a retweet in my Twitter timeline alerted me to the blasphemous tweet written by a young Saudi columnist by name of Hamzah Kashgari.

When I searched further, all I found out was thousands of condemnation for the 23 year old, mostly coming from the Middle East. Not satisfied, I then Googled him and probed further, wanting to know what he actually tweeted that angered so many Muslims on Twitter.

Hamza Kashgari: The Misguided Youth

When I finally read his by then deleted tweets, two things came to my mind; first, this boy is in a lot of shit, and secondly, albeit I find them to be blasphemous, his could surely compose a prose.

As a Muslim, and on the day with the Islamic world is celebrating the Holy Prophet’s (PBUH) birthday, I must say, despite the poetic way in which he composed it, it was wrong for him to say such things about Prophet Mohammad.

And knowing how the Saudis treat someone who is perceived to have blasphemed Islam, I immediately the boy is in deep shit. I mean, the dude is a Saudi himself; he should know better how the people and the government of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia are vis a vis any perceived insults to the Islam.

Anyways, while FaceTiming with My Small Baby, I told her about the case. I even told her that the boy could write, and even promised her that I will send her the link of the site where his tweets could still be seen.

A few days ago, I read somewhere that he fled Saudi, enroute to a country in South East Asia. The first thing that crossed my mind was that I hoped he didn’t come to Malaysia. A few hours later, I read that he was arrested at KLIA!

 
The 23 year old's Twitter page

Malaysia and Saudi Arabia has no extradition treaty, but that doesn’t mean either country could not repatriate. And given that both are Muslim countries, who have a good relations to boot, I knew, deep in me, that the government will send him back.

When the Saudi King himself issues out a directive for the boy’s arrest, no Muslim country could ever not heed to the request, y’know? I don’t know how to explain it to most people; you have to be a Muslim to understand the magnanimity of such a personal request from the man who is known in the Islamic world as ‘The Custodian of The two Holy Mosques.”

I knew the Malaysian government didn’t have much of a choice but deport Kashgari back to the Kingdom and be tried for whatever crimes he’s perceived to be have committed according to the laws of Saudi Arabia.

When I arrived in KL yesterday, the whole of Malaysia was saddened and shocked, and rightfully and justifiably so, by the untimely demise of Whitney Houston, one of the greatest voices that ever lived. Towards the afternoon, when I checked the online portals on what’s the latest in the country, I found out that the young Saudi had been sent back.

Well, I was not surprised at all. I kinda knew that he would be. But what surprised me though was the kind of response that the few articles written about his deportation got from the Malaysian public. Overwhelmingly, the majority were of the opinion that the government sent the poor boy to his death.

I’m like, “wow.” Really? 

I understand that due process wasn’t followed but what does one expect from the government? Like seriously, is due process always followed in this country?

Before I digress, this is not about how unjust our government or judiciary is; this is about the fate of the 23 year old who was stupid enough to write something about a subject that he knew too well wouldn’t go down with his own government and people.

Placing things in proper perspective, the majority of the Malaysians who commented were condemning the government for sending him back, fully knowing that the chances are, he’s good as dead. As always in cases where death penalty is concerned, the human rights agencies and organizations come to the defense of the accused.

But here’s the bottom line, in my honest opinion; what do they expect the government to do? Or rather, what can the government do?

Those who are regulars to my blog, or those of you who know me enough, know that I’m pro-opposition. But this has nothing to do with my political beliefs. Nor does it have anything to do with my religious beliefs.

The tweets that got him into trouble

Did the government do the right thing by deporting him? Personally, I think so. 

As a Muslim country, I think they did the only thing that was available to them. This is not a question of human rights issues at all; this was a question of a Muslim country asking another Muslim country to send back someone who has blasphemed the Islam religion.

It’s really all about that.

It’s not Malaysia who is going to try him for the crimes he allegedly committed; it is the country where he came from, and whose government and her people he insulted.  A lot of people commented that the kid deleted his tweets, and apologized. But the same people did not know, or didn’t care, that he only did so because of the attention his tweets got. The boy was not repentant at all. He even said in an interview, after he has crossed the borders out of Saudi Arabia, that he didn’t understand the brouhaha over his tweets.

Really? 

Seriously, do you call that repentance?

And what I found completely abhorrent amongst the comments were non-Muslims questioning Islam and its standing as a peaceful religion. Now, where did that come from? 

Whether we admit it or not, Malaysians are not only racists in one way or the other, we are also a bunch of bigots in disguise! As a Muslim, and even if I know a lot of the teachings of other religion, I have never ever told people of other faiths what to do in so far as their respective religions are concerned.

I am all for an open discourse or dialogue on just about any topic, including those that are deemed sensitive in this country - religion and race.  But while I will defend what I believe in, and will even defend others in defending what they believe in, I will not, in any way, shape or form, tell them how to react to something that religions have clearly spoken about.

As in this case, the non-Muslims in Malaysia are using human rights issues as well as Islam itself - when they don’t have any clue to what the Qur’an says about the given topic – to tell the Muslims what to do. Now what do you make of that?

 
I hope he gets a fair trial in Saudi Arabia

There’s been so much whining, bitching, groaning, and what not, about whether one is a Malaysian first, or *insert race* first. Have we forgotten that we are but temporary in this world? Have we forgotten that we will one day face death?

I don’t know about y’all, but as much as I’m hoping for a regime change after GE13, I can’t say that I blame the current government for doing what they did, given the circumstances. 

Is it tragic? Definitely.

Is it wrong? I personally don’t think so. 

If you think it is, then by all means, believe in it. 

But whichever side of the divide you are on in this saga, please don’t tell Muslims what to do in such circumstances, as much as Muslim shouldn’t tell you what to do with something that concerns your religious beliefs.

‘Nah Mean?    

Happy Birthday, Shine.



It's that time of the year again.

I hope you're doing great, and fulfilling your potential.

I also hope you're living your life to the fullest; ife is too short not to, no?

Anyways, I just would like to wish you a very happy birthday.

Tu!

Don't Bother Trying To Understand




A lot of people don’t get it.

Even My Small Baby, who knows me in and out, sometimes doesn’t get it.

It used to be mostly by choice, but of late, it’s been because of circumstances; circumstances that I didn’t really had no choice.


But whatever the case may be, it’s not that I’m perennially an occupational nomad. I admit I get bored easily and unlike many of the peeps out there, when that time comes when I no longer feel excited about waking up in the morning and eager to face the day, it’s better for me to move on and find something that will challenge my existence.

Life is too short to allow yourself be bogged down and allow mundaneness to dictate your daily lives, y’know? One must go out there and challenge one’s self, live the best they could be, and make a difference in the world, or at least try.

I don’t know about y’all but that’s how I want to live my life, and certainly how I want to be remembered.

Thank You...



Just like that, I’m out.

I went out the same way I went in – unexpected.

This is not a post about why I’m no longer with the company. I’ve moved on and don’t want to look back, no matter how much I enjoyed my brief stint there. Rather, this post is to thank some people; something I didn’t get to do.

It was only when I saw them again a few days back that I realized I owe them a line or two to express how thankful I am for allowing me to lead them, a task that I truly enjoyed and will always be grateful for.  

Here goes…

To Krystlelites, my favorite ex-staff; thank you for proving me right about you. 


You may not look it, maybe because you are your daddy’s little princess, but you are a very smart girl. I knew that the moment I saw you.

But more than your intelligence, you truly have a good heart, and that’s what made you dear to me. And if there’s one thing I want you to know, I want you to know that whatever happens, so long as you keep yourself grounded, you will go places, and when that day comes, I will be watching from afar, smiling and proud.

Thank you, Krys.

To Shanghai Dream; you’re the one who understood me the most, and the best. 


Our upbringing is so similar that you always knew where I was coming from. I’ve never told you this, but among all of you, you were the most loyal lieutenant I had.

It is a trait that is sadly no longer common in the working world, and your loyalty knows no bounds and for that alone, I know we will forever be connected somehow (no homo, as you like to say lol)

You are born into the material riches many people covet, and to be able to stay grounded like how you are makes me take my hat off to you in admiration. Like your loyalty, your ability to put aside your material wealth, in exchange for your thirst to learn, already makes you a success.

It wasn’t always conspicuous but you have taught me a lot, in your own special ways, how to be a better person.

For inspiring me, I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

To Angry Man, my natural heir to the post of Head of Marketing; 


We didn’t always look at things the same way, but for what it’s worth, you taught me to forgive even amidst betrayal.

I learned a lot about myself - and my anger - in our daily conversations, on the way to and from work. And your love for your kids made me want to join the ranks of being a family man. And for that alone, I’ll forever remember you.

You are now the catalyst to making great things happen for the company, and for the team. Lead with the determination of a bull in ensuring that the AirAsia X Brand is given its due recognition. From afar, I will cheer you and your team on.

Thank you.

To Olive Oyl, our baby in the team, and someone who could give Klaus Korper a run for his money.


There never was a day that you didn’t make me smile. In being the most true to one’s self, you reminded me so much of myself.

You call a spade a spade and for that, I know you will be where you want to be in your career. Your ability to be true to yourself also earned my admiration and respect. You don’t know how to play politics and that makes you a gem, a rarity that would help you reach your destiny.

On a more personal note, should I be still alive, I truly would love to be at your wedding. I want to know and see the man who was able to tame the shuffling, but real Olive Oyl J

For making the office a better place, for making me smile daily, and for everything else, thank you, G.

To Commie Ash, the straight-as-anyone-could-ever-be energizer (not-so) bunny;


You may not always do or say the right things, but your heart means well. It takes someone who sees that to appreciate you, and I hope I managed to do just that.

I also hope that you will be recognized and rewarded accordingly, even when I’m gone. You deserve that. I may have been the strictest with you but I’m happy that you know why I had to be.

For getting on my nerves a lot of times but also making me smile in the process, thank you.

To Yasuyo, the looney Japanese who never failed to make me laugh;


Thank you for the admiration for, and the trust in, me. You always made me feel that being a leader is not a burden, but a responsibility; and one that I thoroughly enjoyed putting on my shoulders.

I know what you are going through right now, but as krystlelites told me, in one of her minutes of philosophical inspiration, when one door closes, others open. And trust that something better, something great, will open for you soon. I believe that, and so should you.

And for you to say that I’ll always be your ‘boss’, for always making me laugh, for bringing the responsibility of defending my team in me, and for a lot of the other things you have accorded me, arigato.

And last but not the least, to Nanny Nads, the one responsible for bringing me to AirAsia X; 


I would never know how political the airline industry is first-hand had it not been for you. It is your confidence in my ability that brought me to the company, it is your trust in me that allowed me to meet and lead the aforementioned souls that touched and made a difference to my existence, and it is your soothing words that allowed me to break free, and be happy in the process, from the chains of betrayal.

Words can never express how thankful I am to you for your belief in me. I know somehow I disappointed you but in the grand scheme of things, if you look at what I did in those short 3 months, I know you are proud of what I have accomplished.

You were the only one I knew before I joined AirAsia X, and because of you, I left with knowing more, absolutely great people. For that, and for the confidence, trust and belief you have shown for me, from the very bottom of my heart, I thank you.

The AirAsia X Marketing Team: We Make Things Happen

To the peeps in the picture above, thank you :-)

Love,

IO
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