...inner chirps of a stranded bird with broken wings...

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With a clear direction comes the determination, I have fully tendered my resignation with the present company!

I am still in mixed feelings as to whether the decision that I have come to is the right one or perhaps the other way around but most often is not.

Was it done in haste?

Pretty much!

I can't bare another second thinking of that!

What's all in my head is trying anything possible to get out of there sooner!

But so long as I have done it, that be good enough for me!

Everyone at the office be it from my own team leader up to the manager was baffled!

They didn't see the signs coming that I would be leaving in such short notice not to the slightest.

When I was pulled in to a meeting, I decided not to break the truth and in fact I just kept the precious little gem all to myself.

I am sick and tired of getting stuck in the similar situation over again. What's wrong with you people?

Anyway,
It will likely take up a great deal of time till I get back to normal life fully, some adjustment is required here for my body clock to be back to the way it was once.

In the meantime, where shall I go next for my holiday?

I really wanna you guys to check out this amazing journey! I have been following this fella for awhile now!

His journey seems to be endless with spectacular stories in each step of his way.

The video is somehow blocked by BMW and can only be accessed by an invitation link!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDlzTAJ5mvw

In quest to find the answers to his starving inner voices.

He took a sudden turn that in many ways would not turn up the way he expected.

But he succeeded!

In his first journey crossing Asia from China with his little bicycle was just amazing beyond words in which has been neatly documented on his blog.

He left his career and a normal life behind not to mention his own family and wife to be a nomad, cycling around on his bicycle in search of the signs of THE ALMIGHTY!

He is one of my friends on Facebook!

I am inspired! Truly!

He has been nominated and shortlisted for

BMW Shorties 2013 Top 10 Finalists

CAST YOUR VOTE HERE!


more about him can be found here!
www.malaysiannomad.com

zahariz.wordpress.com


Calvin and Hobbes

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I grew up with these funny yet amazing characters, an adventure of a young boy accompanied by an imaginary tiger of his that never failed to put even the slightest smile on my face to this day.


Its never just a comic strip, it is story of a little boy with full of life and has a knack for everything.

He is smart!


Who'd have thought a young boy could live with an imaginary tiger he creates on his own. This has been sensational!


In each strip, it is loaded with positive vibes, and I feel sometime that I wish I were the boy, Calvin.


I recently stumble upon this article:



‘Dear Mr. Watterson’ Celebrates the Glory of Calvin and Hobbes on Film


A new documentary, ‘Dear Mr. Watterson,’ explores the undimmed greatness of the long-gone comic strip through interviews with fans and other cartoonists.
I’ve never met anyone who didn’t like Calvin and Hobbes and I hope I never do. It would be like meeting someone who didn’t like music, or ice cream. And what would we have to talk about?
Bill Watterson’s Calvin and Hobbes comic strip began its syndicated run in American newspapers in 1985 and continued for a decade. The last strip ran on Sunday, January 1, 1996. In that ten-year span, the strip came as close to perfection as a comic strip can, ranking with Krazy Kat, Pogo, Peanuts, and Doonesbury, with nods (for the drawing) to the various strips of Alex Raymond and Milton Caniff.
Dear Mr. Watterson, Joel Allen Schroeder’s mash note documentary (and his first film), is a lovely tribute to the strip, assembling fans and Watterson’s fellow cartoonists (also fans) to talk about what the strip meant to them. It contains no shocking revelations, no strange (or strained) interpretations. Rather, it’s like an on-screen fan club, only with girls allowed—sorry, Calvin. There’s also no appearance by Watterson, a man who likes his privacy, but hats off to Schroeder for respecting that.
Lest this sound rather tame, let me hasten to say that it’s a surprisingly pleasurable film. It would have been worth it just to see shots of Calvin, his parents, Susie, Miss Wormwood, Rosalyn the baby sitter, and all the products of Calvin’s overactive imagination—the dinosaurs, the space aliens, the malignant snowmen—but listening to Watterson’s fans speak about how much they loved the strip was a reunion of sorts, a sweet reminder of how much fun it was to get up every morning and scan the funnies to see what a boy and his tiger were up to. It’s been almost two decades since we last had that pleasure, and as cartoon historian Charles Solomon says, the demise of this strip left a hole in the comics that’s never been filled. Or ever will be. And Bill Watterson is still missing in action.
“No one has ever used real estate in the funnies to better advantage than Watterson did”
There are surely many cartoonists as funny as Watterson, but I’d argue that almost no one has ever drawn a comic as well as he did. Even in the incredibly shrinking scale of modern newspaper comics (three years ago Calvin and Hobbes wound up on a commemorative postage stamp, and size-wise, that’s a sadly logical leap), Watterson worked miracles, especially on Sunday. He had to fight for half a page but you like to think that he got it not just because his strip was so popular but because someone recognized that he deserved it.
Sunday was when the dinosaurs came out in force, and the intergalactic landscapes zoomed over by Spaceman Spiff, another of Calvin’s several roles. When Calvin was forced to play house with Susie, Watterson drew the entire comic in the style of one of the comic soaps like Mary Worth or Rex Morgan, M.D. Best of all were those occasions when Calvin imagined himself an eagle or a songbird—if Watterson hadn’t gone into cartooning, he could have made his fortune as a naturalist painter.


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A scene from the documentary "Dear Mr. Watterson." (Gravitas Ventures)
The draughtsmanship and the inking in those Sunday strips is loose but precise, laid in with an impressionist’s knowledge of just how much drawing is necessary to convey a tree, a brook, or a red wagon barreling down a hillside.  As Berkeley Breathed (Bloom County) says in the film, “The guy’s making it harder for the rest of his. He’s setting this impossible standard.”
Tell me about it. A few years ago I was working on a memoir about my childhood and at one point decided to incorporate drawings in the text. Calvin and Hobbes had always been one of my touchstones when writing, because the strip, while it never gets very dark, never sweetens the idea of childhood. The anarchy, the disconnect between the adult world and the world of the child, the idea that fantasy—especially fantasy manufactured by children themselves and not that borrowed from books, television, or movies—is more real to a child than the lamp posts and sidewalks of his own neighborhood. All these elements thrive in Watterson’s world, and I hoped, if I was lucky, to capture a bit of that.
So for a couple of months I drew some of the events I’d written about, assiduously copying Watterson’s style, particularly his knack for landscapes. I learned a lot, and I’d love to say I put what I learned to some use. But all I learned was just how good Watterson was and the pointlessness of trying to match his inimitable accomplishment—it was of a piece, complete in itself: you couldn’t just break off a chunk or borrow here and there. And my estimation of that accomplishment grew and grew the more I put pen to paper. In the end I abandoned the idea of art in my book, but my appreciation of Watterson and his creation had deepened immeasurably. If you put a gun to my head, I can do a pretty fair imitation of Krazy Kat, but if you ask me to copy Calvin and Hobbes, you might as well just go ahead and shoot me.
I miss that kid and his tiger like I miss being six years old. Dear Mr. Schroeder, thank you for bringing it all back home.

Frustration

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I've come to believe that all my past failure and frustration were actually laying the foundation for the understandings that have created the new level of living I now enjoy.
Tony Robbins 

Don't be so uptight about it, calm down! There will be time in life where it pushes you to the edge and have to make choices. I just made another tough decision that I had no upside about it whatsoever.

It might be another mistake again but I should never let it take the better of me.

I have done a lot of thinking about it and made up my mind, so I sent an email informing about my leaving from the company today straight to my team leader.

You've done it before and you can do it now. See the positive possibilities. Redirect the substantial energy of your frustration and turn it into positive, effective, unstoppable determination.
Ralph Marston 


But the funniest part is that I haven't got any replacement job as of now! Admittedly it is kind of in hurry!

The longer I stay the heavier the burden I feel on my head!

At this point of time I can at least breath a little sigh of relief.

Comes this monday, no one at the office will ever see me again! I am pretty sure that is just what they pray for! 

They can't wait to get rid of me at any possible opportunity.

I guess, this is it! Your wish is coming true!

Expectation is the mother of all frustration.
Antonio Banderas 


In the interim, I will relax at home or probably leave for somewhere.

It sorts of bothers me too, given that I have no plan to fall back on but as I mentioned, moving on is something we do all day.

I am sure I'll get another job.

Wish me the best luck!

Quotes

When times are tough and people are frustrated and angry and hurting and uncertain, the politics of constant conflict may be good, but what is good politics does not necessarily work in the real world. What works in the real world is cooperation.
William J. Clinton 



Stay calm and start reading!