Professions I adore

When I was two years old, I wanted to be a pilot. I believe that the guy behind the joystick is the luckiest guy and the best seat to be. For a fighter pilot, he has the nations pride on his back, for a commercial pilot, he has the lives of everyone who is on board on his shoulders. Boy I wanted to be those guys. It is the taught that when things go wrong, your the one people rely on. The so called hero scenario that I thrilled to achieve, was a childhood fantasy.

I never became a pilot, yet I have flown several times behind the joystick. I fly for the thrill of flight and how a man can have wings and look down from above. Those short few flights taught me that to put me up there, there were armies of people checking and keeping me safe down on earth. It made me wonder, what is the actual cost to be on top?

As an engineering student, I learned that there is another batch of people that I can never comprehend and stand toe to toe. Its not the fact that they are smarter, its the fact that they are far more braver in my book. They are the people who are actually saving lives, the doctors, the experts. I could never be in their shoes. I have a thing called perceptual pain. Because my imagination is so detailed, I am able to feel the pain of things just but looking at an image. Also I am scared of blood, thus I can never stand in the sight of it. This has made me look up to people who do become doctors. Opening up cadavers and memorizing all the terms in medical journals and those sorts.

Doctors spent a lot of time and money to get certified, and in the end their work require them to be available around the clock, and to me holding a doctor back from their duty is never an option. Most male doctors have the option of trophy wives, but I am also sorry to see the female doctors, who are the best of the society, rarely have a large option of whom they could find a suitable partner. I could understand why most stay single in this age, I can see why most would opt to marry fellow doctors, or even collage sweethearts. But I for sure know, asking a female doctor to not practice her medicine, would do nothing but damage to the society. Doctors spent loads of time and money, they would by default want to earn their hard work and contribute in helping save lives. I think its really honorable to be a doctor who does that. But it might come with a price. I wonder who gets all what they want.

Don't take me wrong, I think highly of doctors, but to me, they have chosen a path that requires people close to them to also share the burden and the hardship that they go through every day of their lives. And what is more courageous than saving another life? It takes some one really strong and understanding to be married to a doctor. That's what I think.

"Drive your History, Don't let History Drive You!"

Ahhh today's post is a short and simple one. I wanted to write this for a long time. Esp after the fuel hike, fuel has been quite a problem to many of us. Most of us are turning green, in order to put some greens into our pockets. But me? Well I choose to take a different view of the situation by looking back at the "Carts" I have driven in my short life. The first thing I had the pleasure of driving was the all too famous "Kancil". It was from the driving school, and I learned what can and cannot be done with a car. Nothing cool, but it was the first 4 wheels that I was given to drive. Thankfully I avoided any type of collision until I was given the task to drive my first 2 doors sports car, the "Satria Merah".
This car, has been really helpful in transporting my friends in UM. Here and there, any one I see walking towards Kolej 11, I would give them a lift, as long as I had space to spare. It was a basic 1.3 cc NA engine. Really nice car. I have had two accidents with this car. One was really-really stupid, I'll admit. I wanted to kill a mosquito and as I was smacking the window on my right, I felt like I smack the window too hard which caused a bump. It happend that the car slipped and hit the van infront. I went out, an looked, there was no scar or damage and I got out of it with out paying a cent. Lucky me.
The next one, I was hit from behind as I was coming out of the junction at Kolej 11. The student who hit me was pale when I stare at him, I could see why. He had no sticker and he would be in big trouble if the accident was reported. Again... I went out and checked the car, no visible scarrs so we went home free.
As I got to Japan, The fist car that I drove was a small car much like the "Kancil" used for sending newspapers in the morning. Then I was given the task to drive the communitie's estima. Then I drove Honda Civic aka bullet. Then from there there was one time I drove the mazda roadster. Thats when I had a taste for two seaters. They just feel different from driving other cars. I was also assigned to drive the serena a couple of times. Then the Honda Odessey. This type of van, I had about 3 different Odesseys driven in the short time I was in Japan. And then I also drove the Honda Fit. Small car but nice and decent interior. Hit about 140 km/h in the tunnel. But it wasn't my cup of tea.
After several attemps I finally got a chance to drive Honda Integra typeS. Nice lovely car. Its really cool, but I really wanted to taste the performance of TypeR. Then later I was the proud owner of a Toyota 1995 MR2 NA. Even with out the turbo, I can feel the car's performance. Made me wander about the turbo versions. Driving a car like the MR2 really make all the other car's driving experience like a walk in the park. The mid engine means its really easy to skid of the road if you aren't carefull. Its fun! Plus you have the best tight turns with that car. So after selling the car, I had one last experience in driving another Honda Civic, this time it was the newer version. And now Im back here driving my old saga, which I consider like driving a tank. Its metal shells protects me from other drivers who just knows that if they collide with me, my car wont scratch, but their shiny car will >:)
As we think back on what we have driven, we tend to see that people start with big cars and then get smaller. But unlike other people, I have the experience to drive some of the best cars, while I had the chance to. So when your thinking of the fuel cost, just remember the fuel is going to get expensive. Thus lowering your odds to drive a bigger car in the future.
My advice is... Don't think about the fuel! Just drive and enjoy the adventure!
So below is a summary of the cars I have driven:

Kancil
Kelisa
Mira
Satria
Saga
Waja
Wira
Odessey
Estima
Serena
Fit/Jazz
Civic
Roadster
Integra Type-S
MR2 NA & Turbo

Those were the cars that I have driven, I haven't listed out the cars I ride along the way, some include the powerful turbo Subaru WRX, Nissan 15, and others but I just can't remember.

I have also been on other vehicles, including flying a glider and steering a sailboat. So in short you can say I have completed the Sea, Air and Land (SEAL) driving experience! Weee Hoo!
Wonder what type of vehicles I get to drive next?

Back to BASICS

Its strange that I am back in studying BASIC after 6 years of leaving it. Its fun though. Such simple programs could be programmed with ease. But sadly not the kind of program I have to do. Well I haven't got access to my desk yet. I guess that's for next week. For now. I am still mobile.
At the end of the day. I find my self happy looking at the blue sky with white clouds. And also I am glad, having my family in the car on the way back. All three of us. So far what else can a man ask for?

BASIC it is.... BASIC.

Catch Up with me!

Hi Guys, Surprise!

That was today's topic.
The surprise I got was looking at the robot I was assigned to.... Damn I knew we were behind.... never taught it was this behind...

Any way here is what happen in my life finally I wanted to write it back.

I went suicidal.
Gave every thing up....
EVERY THING that was ever important to me.... the things that made me, me.... The things that made my mind sound and any thing that I have ever invested upon.

People say a man is known by what he keeps... well the only things I kept are the memories. And boy am I cheap. I do this to remind me that money, may it be the reason I could not go on for my studies, are the same damn thing that is making me do things. And of course the thing that I wish I do not miss. But deep down I know I am missing the bucks that I kept so hard.

My transition from Japan to Malaysia was hard.... rock hard.... but it was lighter considering I might have lost my wealth.... but at least I keep saying to my self, I am not in dept. Not in a MAJOR dept.

I was however welcomed warmly by people back home. Making me say to my self welcome home Indra, welcome home.

Now I have to salvage my life. Some of my friends have already adapted to the life back here, I however was about 2 month late.

That two months was in my history, two months of PURE HELL. More things happen and decided than the whole 4 years i was in Japan. I taught AAJ was hell of two years.... boy I was wrong.

So since I have felt how hot hell is... its sure a hell lot of better me here in Malaysia that is for sure. AMIN.

Last week, Good news came. With in that two months of HELL, some thing came through. And next problem is how the hell im gonna get back to JAPAN? in September? Im already broke out my behind.... how the hell am I going to get back there? So its some thing I have to settle soon but not now.

In the meantime I need a robot to conduct my research, sadly I have just got a hold of it today. It needs a hell lot of work to implement my system, but if I do get it... its just a proof that I can do things I hate. The question is ... how quick can I do it?

Till next week, This is me saying..... Welcome Back.