1MDB MONEY IS REALLY STOLEN, DONATION STORY IS A
FICTIONAL DECOY ?
MAKING FUN OF
I am never a fan of Zahid Hamidi, the
Malaysian Deputy Prime Minister. But when
criticism was thrown upon him, I have to
examine the veracity of the story and to be
as objective as possible. The Deputy Prime
Minister was sent to the United Nation in
place of Najib. Then there were news that
the assembly was almost empty when he took
the stand to deliver his speech and his
English was too bad and he was talking
I saw two separate videos, one in a blog and
the other in the Facebook. The clip in the
blog showed Zahid was talking about the
progress of the nation. The audio was clear
and intelligible. The hall was almost empty.
Zahid was trying hard to slang it out the
British way but did not even come to near it
with a few difficult pronunciations. The
critics said he was wrong to mention
'silos', 'women and ewus', 'one point
center' and mentioned 'President Najib'. I
could decipher that Zahid was talking about
Malaysia achievement in Eco System.
Malaysians no longer stay in the cave. Women
and youths hand in hand working towards the
progress and development. We are the only
country that has a place where the members
of the public can go to settle bills and
other dealings without have to run
everywhere to deal with several things.
In the second clip the picture was fuzzy and
the sound was full of noise. I could not
make out what Zahid was talking about.
I am in no position to pass remarks on the
standard of English used. Certainly the
language used in the feedback I read from
Malaysiakini and a few others are of higher
quality. I sensed there were penned down by
professionals like lawyers and other
intellects. In fact they are far better than
the British and the Anglo Saxon Americans.
On several accounts I heard comments that
those who are poor in English are of low
intelligence. BN Cyber troopers and
Ministers could not speak and write English
well. Therefore they are the moronic group
of the Malaysian specie. Statements by
several ministers do in fact corroborate the
suspicion and the hypothesis.
There is something that we have to be aware
of. Our speech and ideas show our state of
mentality, our wit and our mental acuteness.
The representative from China or Japan would
not go to the United Nation to boast of
their bullet trains and the state of the
arts of their toilet bowls. The Swedish
would not go to narrate on their free
I am sure those who were in the hall did
understand what was Zahid was trying to
convey though he might have not used the
Queen English. You travel to England and the
English is astonished at your English,
asking you question where and how long you
take to learn their lingo. Certainly our
lawyers are far better than the native
And about the empty hall, we are in no
position to know whether the hall had been
as such all the while. It was almost empty
when other speakers took the stand too.
The whole world has known the 1Mdb scandal,
that a huge sum of money found their way
into Najib's account. Surely they do not
look at Zahid the same way as they look at
Japanese delegate. Every movement and words
spewed were observed and analyzed.
The legacy of Najib, Zahid and all other BN
supporters are hard to erase as it involved
the death of Kevin Morais, the founder of
the AmBank, and PI Bala. There is bound for
someone to suspect that Mafia has usurped
the government of Malaysia.
It is not the quality and standard of
English used by Zahid that loom as a main
concern but it is the background clouding
our national leaders. At home we are making
fun of the DPM for his poor showmanship. The
video has gone viral but only reached a
small number of audiences. The kampong folks
would not care much about it.
HOW GOOD IS
YOUR CW ?
My definition of a good CWer may differ from
many others. Again it is only my view.
The basic criteria of a CWer is the ability
to receive and send codes by his ears and
fist. We have to find a new term for those
who solely using machines for the tasks. I
would not give the highest point to the
hams who can operate at 45 to 60 wpm and the
lowest to the slower speed guys. To me a good CWer
is flexible enough to adjust his speed to
his counterpart and making the other side
able to copy the total message with ease.
There has to be relative gaps between
characters and words like A and E or
otherwise it will be R.
Many a time I responded to a CQ call that
was about 20 to 25 wpm. But several of my
questions were not answered or I would get
the reply as QSB, QRN and QRM. On the other
hand when I worked Mazwan, 9MZN, he was able
to decipher my total message despite
numerous errors. If the guy had understood
me he would have respond to my questions.
I have been following JA1NUT and W6TT's
communications and enjoyed monitoring them. Errors were nil. The chat went
smoothly. Words were well spaced. To me, they are
Sending at a slow speed does not make a
person inferior. The Indonesian CW sifu who
can do Morse at 45 wpm and worked me
with only 12 - 15 wpm. He wanted to make
sure that I could copy every word of his. A beginner
should not be ashamed to start with 5 wpm.
Speed will pick up automatically as
decided by the brain. And age too played a part
as it influences the neuro-coordination.
The motor response is slower than the brain.
One tends to leave a character or a word
without one realizes it.
Last night 9M2ZN asked 9M2MCB several
questions at quite a high speed. And 9M2MCB
caught it and replied though he is
considered a beginner in the ragchewing.
It is good to be jealous if someone is
better than us . It
brews in us the desire to elevate our standard
a few inches, to be a better operator, and we can plan for the race. But it
would be bad to cause pain onto the others,
like pressing our key down to
deliberately cause QRM. Though
nobody would know it, but by itself it made us
very unethical hams. The bad heart blends with
our blood. It would be amazing if we
can still go to sleep without any regret
with our rogue demeanor.
A good CWer tunes outside the frequency in
used. He listens for a minute before sending
"QRL ?" Then he starts calling CQ. Some QRP
stations would put the word QRP before the
invitation. Many stations in the globe are
ever willing to let the QRP stations know
how they are received by DX from their
encourage people to give an honest report,
not 599 all the way. Or we we could make a fool of
ourselves by asking them to repeat heir names and QTH
again and again.
You may be hearing a long CQ call without a
reply. Try to be courteous and go for his
call even he is a station from Israel or
North Korea. Keep sentiments and emotions
A good CWer is not an absolute status but it
is a status within a class; 12 wpm, 25 wpm
and 45 wpm class, as examples. A beginner
stays within his own class. We observe how
hard he has tried and what improvements he
has made. I would go for the
readability and the clarity of each
word through proper spacing, and his ability to copy the incoming
signals very well.
It is not wise to parade our prowess and
skill which almost no CWers have done till
today. We are still learning and practicing
on reading messages using free softwares in the
smartphone. Till the world ends our brain
will always be lacking in knowledge and
We don't need to be a supermen. We have to
be tolerant at others' mistakes and hope for
every mutual understanding. Together with
ethics and the ability to communicate well
is will make us a good CWers.
SWIRLING MY MIND WHEN GOING TO BED
DEATH AND GOD-I went to a funeral this morning. My former
school's driver's wife passed away yesterday
after a stroke. She was 55. Death, in my
view, is always a better choice than living
in pain and sickness. That was what my late
wife pleaded from me when she was in great
pain, to release her and not to go for more
medication. And when I was alone the same
thought embraced me.
Not many people would be thinking of their
death especially the young ones. Wealthy
people struggle to fight ageing, wanting to
live forever. Najib at 64 said he wants to
rule for 22 years more. He foresees that he
will live forever. And we look up there we
see Tengku Nan, Ismail Sabry, Mustaffa and
other elderly politicians who go for the
world, money, power and fame. Some still
wear rings and necklaces despite being
grandfathers. To me those who do not think
of death do not think of God.
Not many prominent figure committed suicide
just because of too lonely or finding life
is useless for them. Many Hollywood and TV
actors and actresses preferred to say good
bye to the world. To the living it was
gruesome and bizarre.
I have to plan my death. If I were to die
suddenly especially at home then none of my
friends and relatives would know it. If I
were to die in a hospital then people would
know of my demise. I would sent them of my
hospitalization after I have asked the
doctor the chances of my being cured. The
answer has to be 90%.
I am not afraid of death and it be better
than living in the world run by an evil
ruler. I have seen too much of the sinister
stuffs beyond reason and imagination. The
last time I heard of a man who elevate
himself to God was the Pharaoh of Egypt. I
thought it was the first and the last, never
to expect it will pop and loom again in this
part of the world. It is very sickening.
I would not be able to tell the mystery of
life and death and I cannot interpret what
is in the knowing of the Almighty through my
human mind. I cannot put logic to analyze
the mystery of the unknown and to expose the
supreme power. All I know that beside
predestination humans are given a choice.
Even the choice is the submission, the
choice to do evil or the choice to end one's
life. There is a promise to humans for the
choice or submissions they made, a perpetual
abode in heaven or the burning of the
FREE UNIVERSITY EDUCATION - There are
countries in this world that provide free
university education. Norway, Denmark,
Germany, Finland are among the few. You need
to do a little googling to create a list of
free university education. For a Malaysian
to enter any of those universities he need
to start learning the local lingo since form
3 and 4. If they are in English then
Malaysians can apply to do their degree
programs in these institutions.
We used to have University Al-Bukhary which
provide free education to the foreign as
well as Malaysian students. But it was
recently closed and sold to another private
Currently students who do not win a
scholarship has to pay on their own or make
a loan from a government agencies. Many
failed to honor the loan as many of the
graduates are jobless, and people in the
jobs are laid off. The defaulters are barred
from living the country. The government
defended it's action. Majority of the
victims are the Malays.
WHAT YOU MAY NOT KNOW
- I was 10 when we celebrated our first
independent. When Tengku Abdul Rahman became
the first Prime Minister we were in the
jolly mood. I adored Tengku very much at my
young age and would always here to his
speech whenever he made one. Our finance
Minister was Tan Siew Sin from Melaka. The
Chinese didn't like him because he did not
know how to speak Chinese. Like Tengku I
would listen to his budget speech. Tan Siew
Sin was the greatest of all finance
Tin and rubber brought wealth to the
country. Malaysia became so wealthy with a
big bulk of reserve. I say he was great
because he was not greedy with living in the
sea of money. He could have stole in many
ways without being known. He was trying to
combat with unemployment using the wealth by
creating jobs. There were various schemes
for the university graduates waiting for
vacancies. Retirement age was much earlier
than now. Today they are paying to the more
senile elderly till 65 and let the young
people get unemployed.
Of course the present generations may not
heard of the name. There will be someone
from the current administration who might
thrown criticism on him. The same person may
also criticize God for not making him the
most powerful man in the country.
The Tengku may go for an evening walk in
Kuala Lumpur Lake Garden alone, on his own
without a body guard. He knew that he was
nobody's target. Nobody would want to shoot
or hurt him. Only by accident the IGP at
that time notice the Prime Minister and
quickly rushed and scolded the Tengku.
During the euphoria of independence, there
was a man in the North by the name of Arshad
whom we knew him as Chad Gila (a Mad Arshad).
Chad Gila wore a songkok and shabby dress
carrying an umbrella. He would beg at the
railway station Bukit Mertajam. Almost
everyone would give him at least ten cents.
Then he would take some and gave to small
children 5 cents each. Chad Gila always
shouted the word MERDEKA and praised the
beloved hero Tengu Abdul Rahman. He said
when independent day arrived he wanted the
Tengku to shave his head. And you know what
? The Tengku did.
Arshad, the unsung hero of mental delirium,
unknown to the current and future
generation, has passed away. His neighbor
said he was a sane man who made sure that
his kids would have a proper education and
would contribute to the progress of the
I WANT TO MIGRATE
- Wealth, power and status does
guarantee happiness. I am not wealthy but
God has blessed me with great abundance. 80%
of my mind rest in tranquility and
happiness. But I can't run away from
unhappiness that stared upon me by political
happenings and family stuffs. The worst that
kills me is the politics of Najib and his
supporters. It is very painful and hit me to
the core. I am not an opposition member nor
the sympathizer to any of them. But I saw
clearly what Najib is doing to the citizens
and especially to the Malays.
They are happy to tell us to leave the
country. I think millions would like to. Let
Najib negotiate with any of the countries in
the world to buy a part of their land or
islands to chuck us out.
If anyone could offer me with an immigrant
visa for a cost I would be ready to pay for
Many non-Malays have families outside
Malaysia, in Australia, Canada, Thailand and
the United States. A few has moved away
though their hearts are in this country. I
am ever willing to move in in any of the
Malaysians regardless of the ethnic group.
The lies and deceptions are unbearable. It
is a pity the Malay leaders do not realize
that they are killing their own race and
destroying their religion.
I lived under the repressive Mahathir and
detested him so much then but I had never
thought of leaving the country.
- Believe me or not boasting is a form of
sickness. I can't really say how far the
diabetes and hypertension could contribute
to vanity. But I have seen persons with such
a character do suffer from both of the
diseases mentioned above. I noticed that a
few who are good in English do regard those
whose command of the language are poor are
less intelligent than those with who are
refine in competencies. There those
lecturers and PHD holders in Malaysian
universities who scorn the non-college
goers. Of course my usual attacking response
was to ask them how much of the world are
within their knowledge.
There are millions of people with admirable
achievements but laying low refusing to
parade their successes. An American doctor
on the train I met to Bangkok did not allow
me to address him as a doctor though both he
and his wife were in medical profession. I
was a student then and was not prudent
enough to ask them their nature of work. I
Have a few PHD American and Canadian
students who were so humble and never made
us so very small.
But we are so simple to call others STUPID.
While many called some ministers stupid, I
chose to call BAD. They deliberately yell
statements that made people angry and
threatening the public using their own law.
DIFFERENT FORM OF INTELLIGENCE
- We tend to say people with high IQ,
college and university graduates and those
who score straight As are intelligent group
of masses. Lately the pundits defined the
physical and mental intelligence. A child
who looked quiet and stupid was seen to be
able to build complex objects which others
could not do.
Some men are good in lying, cheating and
making others work for them. They are good
in deceiving the public. They impressed
people in their talk. But they can't solve a
simple arithmetic problem and failed to
grasp abstract concept. They jumped to the
wrong conclusions. Yet people fell to them
and kowtow to the demands. One of the
classic examples is Ayah Pin of the Sky
MANKIND CREATE THEIR OWN PROBLEMS
- Many people were given advised. A big
majority would not want to take those
advices because they think they have a
better idea. Some would attack you upon
being told the right thing to do. The show
of arrogance were sometimes distasteful and
I would stop giving them any view anymore.
When they are facing problems I would refuse
to listen to them. Good or bad they have to
swallow and live with whatever pain that
loomed. Each man has to solve his own
problem and decide for his own destiny. I
myself am having problem but at least I have
set the various plans to deal with them. My
advantage is that I am about to die. When I
die my problem cease and evaporate.
The Malays will fare the most. The
politicians did not forecast the future and
the the laymen lazy to computer the coming
days. They never think that one day they
will become old and sick. They never think
of what to do next week or month or year.
They always see the wrong solutions.
Then I would say go to hell with them.
That's one of the reasons I prefer to remain
solitary and plan to seek sanctuary
somewhere where nobody knows where I will
be. It is true the Penan and the natives
would be happier than the men on the top
echelon who have to put on their bullet
vests and deployed tenth and hundreds of
MALAYSIAN HAM RADIO
- I tried to avoid making statements now on
Malaysian amateur radio for fear it might
hurt someone. But as I did short wave
listening and read from the remarks on the
facebook, I could not help but to rewrite my
The traditional concept of the traditional
people on life is to study the past,
comparing with the present and to decide the
future. From the observations the current
Malaysians from all walks of life only cares
about the present and a few tried to plan
the future. It is not the individuals and
the society itself to be blamed. It is
because of the new trend which somehow has
shaped the mindset of the modern populace.
Their philosophy and outlook towards life
and living has moved to a new directions.
They have different perspective.
In the Malaysian ham radio fraternity the
same thing has occurred. People flock to
contest, setting up clubs and repeaters,
going eyeballing and field days and sitting
for the FCC. Rules and dishonesty have been
set aside for there are new codes and ham
lingo that have never been known before.
There loom an intellectual competition as
who is the best and knows more, and superior
By the rules of the mind, time and space
there is nothing wrong with the new setup
The older generation experienced different
social and physical environment. I still remember a new guy
belittle 9M2ZA showing his disbelief that Zainal could speak German. I had to clarify
that he had a German call sign, spoke fluent
German and was a scientist. The new breed of
young hams are adventurous, lustrous,
smarter and knowledgeable. There are more
differences than similarities.
A WORD OF ADVICE, A SPACE TO
PONDER - The
veracity of any statement must checked and
validated. The status, shape and characters
may differ with time and places, and
generalization always contain fallacies as
it has always have exceptions. I tend to
make general statements many time expecting
the readers could interpret my intent. The
common theme today is on terrorists and
terrorism, something to boost the filthy
human ego. Hijab and dress the Muslims wear
are called the attire of the terrorists.
Muslims are said to be terrorists.
A person who refuse to follow your style and
thoughts cannot be called arrogant. You
can't impose your personal will onto the
others. An ego has to be checked and
At time you may be thinking you are making a
better world for the community when in
reality you are worsening it. Then you stand
to defend your action. The wreckage is
BUS WHEN THERE ARE BUS STOPS
To go to town from my home by public
transport is as good as going to the moon.
We don't see busses passing the main road
outside with bus stops. There are bus stops without
busses. Why ? Because there is no profit.
The government does not allow the operation
of light vehicles as they have in Thailand,
the Phillipines and and India. The blood
sucking taxis are preying on the customers
at bus stations and other public places. A 2
mile ride would cost you RM15 per person,
not per taxi.
Households are expected to own at least a
bicycle to paddle to any location or else
they have to walk a few kilometers to wet
market or sundry shops. The distant from my
home to the town center is about 8
kilometers. Luckily I have my own transport to
take me around. But on occasion I need to
travel by train I will have a very difficult
time to get to the station. It is my habit
that I do want to bother my friends or
neighbor to send me to the rail station, bus
stop or the airport.
Some people would not be happy to do us a
favor. I tried to ask one whom I have helped
to feed the fish, picked up her son from
school and daughter from tuition class and
lending her RM25K but she gave me all sort of
excuses. It really hurts. All that I had asked
her was a twenty minutes of her total time.
When I lent her the big sum of money my
purse went empty. I never gave any excuse.
And I did want to hurt her.
For the last few years I drove to those
stations with my old shabby car and left it
at the airport or the bus station for days
till my returned. In my heart I welcomed thieves to take my
old car away. All I need to
do was just make a report to the police. If
there had been a bus I would have just to
walk a few hundred meters to the bus stop
without causing problems to others.
The government should not give an
alternative to taking a taxi, consisting of
the greedy lot of half-human specie. They
are half human because they charge
exorbitant prices and in some places they
refused to take you to the destination you
I have been wandering about trying to
decipher the mind and the mentality of the
authority for their policy.
I remember what my Public Finance teacher
told the class that any non-profit public
service must be taken over by the
government. In the United States almost
everyone is access to bus rides. When I was
in the Disney Area I had no problem of
getting a bus to anywhere at all. From my hotel I could go
almost everywhere though I had a little
to change busses. I don't have to buy a new
ticket. Whereas in Tokyo people travel by
train more than by taxis. If we want to
prevent city congestion and to discourage
cars into cities we have to make sure the
public transport system can reach every
corner of the streets.
Bangkok has almost every mode of
transportation from the waterways to the
underground electric system; the busses,
taxis, motorcycles service and the tuk-tuk. Heavy penalties for
black smoke pollution can always be
re-enforced to reduce dirt in the
Government is not to run a business. It is
to provide service and other
infrastructures. What the private enterprise
refuses the government has to take the task.
Government makes money through taxes. The
consequent said by my Public Admin teacher
is very well seen in 1Mdb. Political
involvements in such an undertaking usually
ended up in failures due to the poor management and
administrations. Politicians chose
incompetent cronies to run the show.
Try to run a motorcycle service which can
take one to one's required destination, in
no time you will be arrested. And nobody
even dare to try the three wheeler motor van
for the same reason. I won't drive to town
anymore if such a vehicle were able to pick
me up from my door step. The taxis can
still survive through competition and
passengers are in the hurry.
It is strange that Alor Setar is a city with
bus stops but without a bus.
VOWING TO A
Would I sell my soul to a devil, to right
the wrong for money, making sins as my blood
and sweat, fight to defend a devil, to love
the Satan in return for comfortable living
and mountain of money and pleasure ? Humans
are too weak to resist temptation, too
strong to be the hero of the destroyer; the
criminal, the sinners, the con men, the
plunders, the gangsters and the crude
Are we prepared to die of starvation rather
than begging ? There may be one out of a
million. If there is one out of a thousand,
that's considered good and powerful enough
to stand against all odds like the 300
Spartans against a huge enemy.
Remember that the fate of the world is
changed by only a few men. The world did not
have a million Ibn Sina, Ibn Khaldun, Omar
Kyayam, Tesler or Bell. We may not be
inventors and scientists. Some of them
suffered and punished by the social
environments. Their homes were rained with
stones and burnt and had to leave their own
village for a sanctuary. If the object of
invention represent the truth of science
then one must be willing to sacrifice to
defend the truth.
Between the two opposing parties both cannot
be the truth. One is a lie, fallacy and
cheat. People who has no access to
information and the ignorance would have
known which is the truth as evils in angel's
dress come with promises and gifts, wooing
with smiling faces. They vowed and prostrate
to the devil, chanting the devils mantra and
march to the fore unknowingly follow the
leader to the hell.
Evil exist before the existence of the earth
and mankind. So was the dual opposite
elements of good and bad, darkness and
light, male and female, proton and
anti-proton. They are not coincidences but
made activate the universe, and they are in
living organism they are created to serve a
certain purposes. And mankind is most
special as they are endowed with feeling,
emotion, greed, happiness, love and
jealousy. Their brains excel the brain of
Science may dispel the idea of heaven and
hell, Satan and angel yet the progress in
technology created the weapon of mass
destruction, the killing goes on everyday.
There are laws, police and courts yet crimes
do not seem to subside. The world fails to halt
treachery and dreadful tragedies. The
believers understand what science fail to
touch, the mystery of nature that has not
been discovered yet; what we called the secret of God's creation. We
would have not known why God creates good
The devil is real. Like the quantum theory a
particle can exist at many places at the
same time, so is the devil. It is
ubiquitous. It takes a form of human specie.
Ku Adnan, Syahrizat, Keruak, Dahlan, Rosmah
and Najib may come from the dark side. They
are strong and powerful. They have sold
their souls to the devil in return of
perpetual and absolute power. They are
selling the Malays and the country away.
They are deceiving the Malays and commanding
for their obedience and loyalty.
The ignorance and the stupid see money as
their God, ignoring the source of the notes,
halal or haram, legal or illegal, from the
selling of their own race or from the
selling of the country. Vowing to human
before God for sustenance, office and
pittance , bootlicking are acts of devil
However, there should be a limit to striving
for survival. You won't eat the meat of your
kids to live, would you ? But people
possessed by the devil would do anything.
Some old people would still remember the
boat people who threw their kids into the
seas to lighten up their boats. It was
bizarre but true, of prostituting one's wife
and daughter for money is a common practice.
They are drunk and brain dead.
A Minister said the Malays are wealthy. They
go to perform pilgrimage by the thousands.
But they also rush for the money from the
UMNO minister. Why Najib still gives
millions to the wealthy citizens ?
I told a lady teacher during the evening
walk about a young couple, whom I suspect as
a husband and wife, quarreling over
something. The husband showed her his empty
purse. I guessed that the wife had wanted
something that the man can't afford to buy.
Why in the first place the girl married that
man ? The teacher said that girls when in
love would not care about the husbands to
be, would not compute the future. And I met
several other married women who live in
hardship, small abode and all the time
penniless. I concluded that the Malays never
compute their future and the future of the
country. They are being led by those myopic, greedy
and heartless lunatics of Satan in disguise.
The strength of a layman lies in his mind.
He dares to face and fight an a colossal
enemy. Using his wit he can checkmate the
greatest general of his foe. If he dies, he
dies a real hero, a man who never surrender
and submit to the army of Satan. He will be
remembered as a man who does not sell his
soul to the devil.
I believe that a major collision will shake
the earth, men among men, meteor against the
earth. The faces of the living evil will be
stripped and their fate will be in the hands
of the suppressed populace. The guilty will
face a severe punishment. Even the followers
will not be spared. Everyone is talking
about the end of time. If you don't want to
believe in God then you have to believe in
what the scientists say.
People are pressing for the information
about alien beings in American and Israel
government. Historians talk about Lucifer
and Anunarki. The Muslims are talking about
the coming of the Dajjal. Their analysis
might frightened us but to the believers the
end is soon and inevitable.
AN ALERT MIND
OF AN OLD MAN
There are various ways to keep our minds
sharp; play chess, solving mathematical and
statistical problems, designing projects
that use E-Prom and other logic circuits,
deciphering Morse codes and planning
algorithm for computer softwares. It is a
vital practice for elderly people to keep
mentally alert, quick response to complex
problems, keeping self esteem and confidence.
The mind of the working persons are more
active than those who do nothing. The
continuous daily chores required mental
alertness as they have to make sure things
are done correctly without any error.
Chess playing should not be just to move the
pieces without thinking. You may do so at
the beginning but when come to 10 or 15
steps you have really to put on your
thinking cap. A game could take 4 or 5 hours
without a clock used. For those who do not
have time for the game, they can solve the
game problems as published in some
newspapers before going to bed.
A few keeps Mathematic and statistical books
of solving equations. At the leisure hours
they would solve problem by problem,
equation by equation, and checked the
answers by flicking on the back page. To
them the exercise is just fun but at the
same time it is sharpening their minds. And
designing projects is as challenging
as solving mathematical problems. As
they master the simple tasks they will
proceed to a more complex ones.
What could we expect from the senior
citizens who have no access to the tools and
the firmware as they are only available in
colleges and universities ? Compare with the
college and university students and
lecturers these group of people are less
smart and the decay of mental alertness is
alarming. At least I know how to write codes
and know Morse characters. Since I ceased from
software development, I chose Morse
deciphering to keep my mind alert.
DO WE NEED TO BE SHARP ?
- Actually there isn't any need for an
old man to be sharp. The younger generation
will still viewed the elderly slow walking
men as senile, and waiting for their hearts
to stop. His name will only be mentioned
again at the discussion of the bequest; how
much money he left and where about his
properties are. Interestingly before things
get settled the younger member of the family
was fatally striked by stroke.
To the Muslims the ability to memorize and
recites doas(duas) are appreciable because
we need these people at the frequent
kenduri arwah, a small festivity to pray for
the death. A doa can be as long as 10 to 15
minutes of fast recital. The reciter has to
be a person with a sharp mind and clear
memory, otherwise he will fumble.
Generally mental acuteness could help a
person to trace fallacy in an argument and
lies between words. These usually come from
politicians, con-men and individuals with
THE ROLE OF EXERCISE
- Body metabolism tends to slow down with
age. Ageing also deactivate the speed of
blood circulation. I don't know how much is
pumped to the brain and at what rate. I
found that my ability to copy Morse
after every exercise is better and my
sending errors lessened. One could feel
mentally and physically fresh. I feel the
effect of my daily evening walk of only 4.8
km. I do not push myself more as I do not
consume food intake as much as I was
younger. More than half of the elderly
joggers and walkers do it more than 10 km
per day and at least 60% of them are
I believe that healthy mind in the healthy
body doesn't babble garbage as even many
young men do. Garbage contains lies,
fallacies, conflicting statements,
non-existing things and meaningless words.
You can hear them aplenty on the national media.
Amazingly we have the paid garbage spewing
specie to hoodwink the populace. An alert
mind would be able to recognize between a
devil and an angel.
- There are seas of entertaining knowledge
for an old man to pluck. The list is
available on the Youtube. There are volumes
of topics on UFO, taking us from the ancient
period to the present alien bodyguard in the
United States and Israel government, which
takes us on the topic of a new technological
invention of vehicles using alien
technology. There are clips on animals and
animal stories which give us a wide
knowledge and deep understanding of the
mammal's behaviors. There are inventions and
stories on inventors in a vast volumes
which we can't learn everyone of them. And
The point is they are full of fun and
enjoyment, presenting us with knowledge that
we have never known before.
The fact that one feels he is learning more
and more things each day will keep his mind
awaken and alert most of the time.
He doesn't have to do a math work, playing
chess, designing circuits and projects or
listen to Morse codes. He has his own time
to tap to any kind and subject he wishes to
learn. They are really entertaining.
I have not found the equivalent of the
English proverb yet. It is a Malay saying
describing a person who is trying to repair
thing or trying to improve thing, which in
fact is making it worse.
A system, procedure and institutions which
are well established, showing great
performance and successes could be turned
upside down by a new person under the
excuse of enhancing the current luster.
Observations show that when politicians or a
man with such inclination had bankrupted the
companies or making them run at a lost. An
institution which has shown excellence
slowly declined and losing it's prestigious
I have made several predictions which you
may called a guessing game, base on my understanding
of human behavior, their ego, attitudes and
their visions. A big majority of our people
put their self-interest in the fore. And
many among them would not care less about
the problems they caused to others. Egoistic
persons would think that they are the most
smart lots. They would accept the fact that
educational level is not necessarily in
coherence with vision and analytical
ability. And the worst is when an egoistic
person merely wants to satisfy his lust. He
sets a policy, push it for execution and the
later putting the blame on the poor output.
I usually would reject a certain policy
from the beginning and would not want to
know the final result for I know of it's
disastrous effect. I would say "Since
they are clever then let them do their own
way..." And they did. The pumpkin was
becoming worst and worst, beyond repair.
simply because they have not seen, sensed, and know
the good one. Their standard of goodness is
the spoil they created. They dispel history.
The Westerners dig the past, spent time and
money and study whatever came within their
reach. They used carbon 14 dating to find
out the age, study the past culture of the
Egyptian pyramid, analyzing any graphic
materials or writing. They try to see
relationship between ancient culture and the
Our new leadership or the Head of Department
would want to destroy the past history of
the institution and wanting to build up his
own culture. Imagine a new Headmaster of a
benchmarking school that had won
awards after award each year decided to
knock down the beautiful structure and
altered the landscaping to make it a new and
until the school was losing it's luster, never
to win the prestigious
award again. The limelight was stolen by the
I am not regretting to say that the Malays
have the most myopic vision in comparing
with their non-Malay friends.
The spoiler and the destroyer must not think
he can escape and be invisible. His deeds
would be recorded and remembered in history.
When the block of cards crumple and the
limpid water turned milky he would blamed
the system that he himself was responsible,
pointing fingers at others. Then he would
run from the scene. The pumpkin remains
The Malays are in the habit of destroying
themselves and then blame the others for the
mishaps. They are capable of destroying the
other Malays for their own survival. They
keep on playing the game until the platform
is slowly sinking. The thinking ones try to
stay away from the rogue gangs, hoping to
find some tranquil sanctuaries.
I touched briefly on the school system above
but the tragedy is not confined solely to
it. Just open your eyes to see what is
happening around you, what bother you in our
dear daily life. Many have expressed their
despair and frustration.
To me the rat is a pest. I prefer to stay
away from the pest.
One lovely word that I have been hearing is
I am lucky that there is no regulation
barring those without authority from penning
any topic on computer programming because I
don't have any formal course in it, neither
do I have any certificate from any colleges
I remember when I was working and our
vocational school system decided to purchase
computers for schools I was not called to
give any contribution simply because I was
not a computer engineer.
And at another place and time some wise guy
introduced me to someone as a programmer and
one of the programmers asked me for my
diploma or a degree.
If you are not endorsed by any form of
authorization then you are not a qualified
Since there is no law to impose on people
like me to say anything at all on the
related subject matter, I might as well take
the opportunity to write what I feel and
think. You are warned not to believe what I
say. They may not contain facts.
Computer programming can be a hobby to some,
and it is one for me. I do not go into the
system programming, the command for booting,
tracing the RAM, ROM and the CD and other
peripherals. I write codes on application
How to write codes ? In a laymen's term we
use languages to do so. The basic language
is a machine code. Usually if you are
familiar with E-Prom you will find the chip
will basically have 8 pins for coding and 2
for power supply . A character is
represented by the pin the current
received. 00000001 means the current is
applied to pin written as 1. 00000010 means
the current is applied to pin 2 from the
left. They called the 0 and 1 as binary
digit. The 00000001 in numeric is 1.
00000010 is 2 decimal. 00000011=3,
00000100=4, 01000001 is 65 decimal. 65
represent A in ASCII code, and so on. But
for uneducated person like me we won't use
such a method of writing codes.
The experts divide
computer languages into machine , assembly
and high level language. Assembly language
is more on programming the microprocessor
like loading an accumulator with a certain
value like LDA. Then they used shift etc. I
saw a small boy using assembly language in
developing a computer game which amazed me
very much. And this too was not deployed by
The high level language is the language
understood by human. The first I used was
called BASIC (Beginner All Purpose Symbolic
Instruction Code). Let me show you why we
say the language is understood by men.
10 PRINT "HELLO WORLD"
Print and End are words used by men. When
the program is Run it will have to be
converted into the machine language by
another program called Interpreter.
Where did I learned those BASIC codes ? It
was from a Radio Shack, an electronic shop
that sold a Radio Shack home computer.
As time passed more and more high level
languages were developed, the GWBasic, te
Quick Basic, Visual Basic, PHP, ASP, C and
university students learnt COBOL and
FORTRAN. Then came JAVA, Linux, Unix etc.
PC hit the world market. Smart phone began
to take shape. Industries grew.
The computer maker is different from the
software industry. Both designed following
the configuration of the inside machine
which we call a microprocessor. The early
processor was made by INTEL was an 8088 and
Motorola has 6800. These are hearts of the
personal computers. They were also called
CPU. Inside the CPU there are general
registers which we can imagine as pigeon
holes where data were kept, the control
unit, arithmetic logic unit.
Both of these industries wanted to make sure
the consistent and continuous flow of money.
IBM, Apple, Texan Instrument were on the
making of the PCs. Microsoft concentrated on
the Operating System, producing MS-DOS., followed by Windows.
And with other vendors began to develop
the high level language. I chose Visual
Basic as it was one of the easiest language
to learn. The commands and vocabulary were
almost identical to BASIC. There was almost
no limitation that the VB can do, from
communication to bio-metric and all other
applications you can think off.
You don't need to have a teacher to teach
you codes and algorithm. A few words of
codes ( words ) can do wonderful things. Let
me show a simple sample of a multiplication
For I = 1 To 12
Print "5 X "; I; " = "; 5 * I
The output is as below
5 X 1 = 5
5 X 2 = 10
5 X 3 = 15
5 X 4 = 20
5 X 5 = 25
5 X 6 = 30
5 X 7 = 35
5 X 8 = 40
5 X 9 = 45
5 X 10 = 50
5 X 11 = 55
5 X 12 = 60
You don't need a degree to write those, do
you ? Schools and colleges
adopted Visual Basic , C and Java . C
and Java are almost identical in command and
structure. I told myself that I will go to C
and Java as soon as finish with VB.
With VB I wrote a Winsock application, a
chat program which I published on my website
for a while. I opened up 9M2ZA's computer
from my home and pulled home a few of his
data. I developed a Morse Trainer and a
special logging program. I made quite a
substantial amount of money with
this language. I ended up with a finger
print system. With the ASP combined with VB,
I managed remote database, including keeping
finger data. But they were merely for fun.
A ham friend is still using my program in
his vehicle workshop.
BUT Microsoft is upgrading the Windows as
the new processor were being developed. It
started with 8088, 8086, 80286 and continue
to move to 64 bits pentium. New processors
and windows are rejecting the old high level
language, driving people like me crazy.
Apple computer with different OS have been
gaining popularity in USA, but not in
Malaysia yet. To develop a software for it
you have to use X-Codes with a lot of
restrictions. It is not an independent
system. You will have to pay in the
process of publishing it. We began to
see problems in developing programs for PCs
and the Smartphone.
People suggest the Open Source free system.
UNIX, LINUX and UBUNTU seemed to be the
choice. I have all the books, the UBUNTU and
even the linux compact disk. 9M2PJU is ever willing to
assist anyone in providing free Ubuntu CD
and all other helps.
But by now my mind is getting rusty. I need
to buy a new PC minus all the Microsoft and
Apple OS with an linux inside and start to
crawl from the scratch. I bought an E-Prom
programmer and did not even try programming
it yet. And it is wiser for me to understand
the gates and the logic practical work
guided by the literatures.
Even to arrange the logic gates
by designing a project will consume plenty
of time. In other words I could not handle
both Ubuntu and Eprom programming at
the same time. Age is catching up.
- I would suggest that younger people below
40 to utilize their brains to the maximum.
The younger you are the better. The
understanding and the absorption
excel the elderly.. You can do it without
going back to school. If there is a will
there is always a way. I have shifted my
interest to reading FB and Whatsapp. In the
evening I go for my daily walk. The time is
too short for everything.
CHOOSE A LANGUAGE
- I would suggest Linux and/or C and/or
Java. Study the database structure and the
possible interface with the existing data
system like MySql. Create application for
data entry and saving them in the database.
And the data retrieval and the display. The
rest can slowly be explored and I am certain
that within by 2
months you can master each of the languages.
CREATIVITY AND LOGIC
- I saw people developing programs sitting
and typing codes without any reference
manuals and books beside them. I also saw
people refer to papers and books for every
sentence they were typing. I concluded that
that the ones writing algorithms from their
minds are more creative than the other ones.
Your creativity can help you in combining
various tools to form a new thing, which
more often than not will be different from
others. You know how to make a calendar and
make an alarm sound. But you have to be
creative enough how to make the PC remind
you what to do when the date arrives or to
automatically print a birthday card of a
person on the day.
The algorithm is deploying a much less
simple logic than designing interface for
some hard ware gadgets. By the old
programming methods the IF and THEN were
used all over to achieve the desired result.
- Java and PHP are powerful enough.
But the simpler one is the ASP. I do keep a
lot of data in my remote server. It may not
be a great one but it serves my purpose
well. I keep my radio logging in the server
and utilized it whenever and wherever I like
using my PC or mainly my Android to retrieve
and saving my data. This too does not
require a college or university degree. ASP
codes are all over. Pluck the right ones,
paste them and it will do the work for you.
Below is my remote logging ASP codes which
you may want to try. Use your imagination
and creativity to modify lines
if trim(CHET)<>"ON" then CHET="OFF"
if request("SUBMIT")=" Add Data " then
'on error resume next
Set Conn2 =
DBPath1 = "Data Source=" & Server.mappath("\BUKULOG.mdb")
& ";" 'line10
SQL2 = "select * from BUKUlog" ' where
ucase(callsign) like '" & UCASE(CAL) & "'
and date like '" & trim(ayat) & "'"
Set RS2 =
RS2.OPEN SQL2,CONN2,3 ''2,2
Set RS2 =
RS2.Source = SQL2
Set RS2.Activeconnection = Conn2
RS2.CursorType = 3 'KeySet
RS2.LockType = 2 'Pesimistic
Session.LCID = 2057 '4105
Dim a, b, c, d, e, date1,text3,text4
Text3 =time ' Format(Time, "HH:mm")
date1 = date
If Left(Time, 2) > 7 And Left(Time, 2) < 24
Then b = Abs(8 - Left(Time, 2)): date1 =
If Left(Time, 2) < 8 And Left(Time, 2) > -1
Then b = 16 + left(Time, 2): date1 = date-1
a = Mid(Time, 4, 2)
If a = 0 Then b = b + 1
If b = 24 And a = 0 Then b = 0
if len(b)=1 then b="0" & b
if len(a)=1 then a="0" & a
e = b & a 'Format(b, "00") + Format(a, "00")
'If Len(Trim(e)) = 2 Then e = "00" + e
rs2(0)= nom2 'DATE1 'request("t2") 'DATE
rs2(1)= e 'request("t3") 'time
IF LEN(LTRIM(TRIM(REQUEST("T5"))))=0 THEN
rs2(3)= ucase(REQUEST("T5")) 'MODE e 'time
IF LEN(LTRIM(TRIM(REQUEST("T4"))))=0 THEN
IF LEN(LTRIM(TRIM(REQUEST("T6"))))=0 THEN
rs2(5)=REQUEST("CALLSIGN1") ' UCASE(request("t1"))
IF LEN(LTRIM(TRIM(REQUEST("T7"))))=0 THEN
IF LEN(LTRIM(TRIM(REQUEST("T8"))))=0 THEN
IF LEN(LTRIM(TRIM(REQUEST("T9"))))=0 THEN
if request("SUBMIT")=" Update " then
Set Conn2 =
DBPath1 = "Data Source=" & Server.mappath("\BUKULOG.mdb")
& ";" 'line10
SQL2 = "select * from BUKUlog WHERE BIL LIKE
'" & REQUEST("T10") & "'" ' where
ucase(callsign) like '" & UCASE(CAL) & "'
and date like '" & trim(ayat) & "'"
Set RS2 =
'RS2.OPEN SQL2,CONN2,3 ''2,2
'Set RS2 =
RS2.Source = SQL2
Set RS2.Activeconnection = Conn2
RS2.CursorType = 3 'KeySet
RS2.LockType = 2 'Pesimistic
response.write rs2("bil") & " " & rs2(6)
rs2(7)=request("t7") 'his rst
rs2(8)=request("t8") 'my rst
if request("SUBMIT")=" Delete " then
on error resume next
Set Conn2 =
DBPath1 = "Data Source=" & Server.mappath("\BUKULOG.mdb")
& ";" 'line10
SQL2 = "delete * from BUKUlog where
ucase(callsign) like '%" & ucase(request("T1"))
& "%' and date like '%"+request("t2")+"%'
and time like '%"+request("t3")+"%'"
Set RS2 =
RS2.OPEN SQL2,CONN2,3 ''2,2
Set RS2 =
RS2.Source = SQL2
Set RS2.Activeconnection = Conn2
RS2.CursorType = 3 'KeySet
RS2.LockType = 2 'Pesimistic
if request("SUBMIT")<>" Add Data " and
request("submit")<>" Delete " and
request("SUBMIT")<>" Update " and
len(trim(cal)) > 0 then
on error resume next
'on error resume next
Set Conn2 =
DBPath1 = "Data Source=" & Server.mappath("\BUKULOG.mdb")
& ";" 'line10
if len(trim(ayat))>0 then SQL2 = "select *
from BUKUlog where bil like '" & trim(ayat)
if len(trim(ayat))=0 and ucase(cal)="ALL"
then SQL2 = "select * from BUKUlog"
if len(trim(ayat))=0 and ucase(cal)<>"ALL"
and CHET="OFF" then SQL2="select * from
bukulog where ucase(callsign) like '%" &
UCASE(CAL) & "%'" '
if len(trim(ayat))=0 and ucase(cal)<>"ALL"
and CHET="ON" then SQL2="select * from
bukulog where ucase(callsign) like '" &
UCASE(CAL) & "'"
Set RS2 =
RS2.OPEN SQL2,CONN2,3 ''2,2
Set RS2 =
RS2.Source = SQL2
Set RS2.Activeconnection = Conn2
RS2.CursorType = 3 'KeySet
RS2.LockType = 2 'Pesimistic
You do see many IF and THEN. This is what I
Since computing is a hobby it is all fun and
provide joy and happiness when the machine
show you the output you want. You don't have
to crack you head on studying the
microprocessor 6800 or 80286 because they
will be obsolete in no time. E-Prom can be
used in interfacing or for a stand alone
project. Again there are plenty of ready
codes for them.
At this juncture my meager knowledge has
been left thousands of miles away from the
progress. It is moving at an electric speed
with more breakthrough.
I found a ham operator like Salleh Hassan is
far more advance in this area. Like me, he
enjoys with his technological progress. The
ham radio operators are lucky to have
experts among them like Azlan and Khairol
whose knowledge can be tapped by younger
enthusiasts. Piju is another resourceful
person. He taught me many things.
Many of us are self taught. We may be duped
as pseudo intellect. We are not
qualified to give views of matters on
computers and computing because we are not
graduates in these fields.
You may be asking why I choose his very
topic to write.
It is just because I don't have any other to
write. To those who learn as you walk you
will find the beauty and joy of freedom that
a little knowledge is available anywhere,
providing opportunity for us to know things
like why the binary, hex and decimal
numbers, and why SHIFT concept was
introduced in the assembly.
It is happiness and satisfaction. We are not
completely dumb after all.
ADINDA - WE
DON'T KNOW HER
You may know her. But I don't. Someone
published her singing on the Facebook. I
believe that you can understand the Chinese
more through her.
11 years old from Taiping Perak. She has an
amazing voice and she has all the time to be
perfected by a vocal coach. Her vocal coach
is Jacob Teo, 36, who runs a singing school
in Kuala Lumpur. She has a great future.
Adinda attends SJK(C) Sin Min in Taiping.
What can we expect ? She would be able to
speak Mandarin, English, Malay and Hokien.
That's what the local Chinese has over the
Malays. And many Klantanese sent their kids
to Chinese schools too.
She auditioned for Let's Sing Kids by
submitting a video of her singing, flew to
Hunan Province with her mother on July 1 for
the first round. See for yourself the video
of her singing.
It is touching to see how she is treated.
Pictures tell more than a thousand words.
Politicians divide use to gain the votes so
that they can continue plundering our
coffers and abusing their powers,
threatening another May 13 for nothing,
creating unnecessary hatred.
Adinda is another girl making us proud.
THE SMART AND
My primary school teachers had no college
nor university education. There weren't even
SRP/LCE then. But through them I could
learnt how to read, write and count numbers.
A few of them I still meet from time to
time. There was one whom I met in a wet
market about 35 years later by the name of
Cikgu Ismail. I greeted and accosted him. He
remembered my name and shed his tears just
because of the greeting.
Around those days there were stickers on the rear
window of various phrases, like 'OHIO
UNIVERSITY' ,'UNIVERSITI MALAYA','UNIVERSITI
KEBANGSAAN MALAYSIA' etc. There was one
special car which displayed 'SEKOLAH ATAP'.
The message was laughable but had captured
the audience interest.
Yet I did hear with my own ears remarks such
as '..he doesn't even pass HSC/STPM...we are
now graduates'. A computer student condemned
his lecturer for not knowing how to use a
software that he got an access to. An ITM
student who came to sell a school software
criticizing the program which I developed
and used it in my PC.
Would I care about those smart guys who were
showing off their mental ability ? No. I
just went on my way. But I feared my
students might treat their parents poorly
just because they were less educated. I told
them that during the course of my
conversations to their parents I found the
wisdom in them. They talked about the future
of their kids and wanted a better life for
them. "Your parents might not know who
Graham Bell is but they have a vision
I hate a swaggerer or a braggart. There is
one in my vicinity who boast he knows
everything about radio and computer,
his pomposity in matters of receivers. And
as usual I only asked him to explain a tune
circuit so that a simple man can understand
with the detail comprehension of the circuit
Today we have tenth of thousands of
graduates in the country. And we also have
billionaire and tycoons who are not having
even a college degree. Believe me, you take
10000 graduates to sit for UPSR you will
find at least 5000 would be considered fail
in the exam.
I am not saying university or college
graduates are dumb. But everyone has his
weaknesses and strengths. And if we are
weak, there are weaker people than us. If we
are strong there are stronger people than
us. I have never wanted to underestimate
other people though I may be overestimating
them. A standard 5 boy knows more
computer stuffs than me.
I don't know many things and I forget many
things too. My elmer never taught me about
the RG value of a cable but I was told of
the required ohmage value of a cable and
it's preferable size. The old cable I used
was large in diameter than I am using now.
Farther than that I could say nothing. To me
the bigger the conductor the lesser the
resistance. And I would want to see the
screen too. Surely I am a dubbed as a stupid guy. And I
choose to stay dumb. My only happiness was
when ham stations all over said my signal
was blasting despite it's modest height.
That was many long years ago.
How could I be smart when I gained my
electronic knowledge through valves while
today the hitech chips have taken place of
the tubes ? I traced faulty amplifier
through the electron flow via the valves,
understanding the role of the cathode, anode
and grid. Today the hi-low and the logic
circuits are combined and applied. But who
cares about all those technical stuffs
anymore. Even a moron can set up and operate
a radio station, buy a smart phone, express
himself in a facebook.
There is one thing that one has to remember
that whatever wealth one has; money,
knowledge and mental and physical ability
God can always take it away from us. I hope
some of us can still remember Uji Rashid,
Muamar Ghadafi, Dr Mahathir, our great
badminton player Tan Aik Huang to mention a
few. There is no permanency within us. And I
feel the rapid deterioration of my memory.
When old boy Rusli left several of his
things in Tokyo recently I knew it was not
me alone who are absent minded. Even a much younger friend began to
consume Ginko to retain his memory.
I am in the world not to show my
intellectual capacity. It is just because I haven't
any, and not to parade my ability because it is
not within me. I like to tell a true story from
a true experience. It may sound weird and
you may think I brag a lot. It is anybody's
freedom to form his own opinion.
I considered myself lucky for having Chinese
friends and families and I have learned a
lot from them, the value of being humble. In
a small town everyone knows everyone else.
None boasts about his child but everyone else
knows whose son becomes a doctor, engineer,
lawyer and a Professor. There might be one
or two who can't help talking about his kid
who got excellent award at MIT USA. But he
never condemn other people who are less
smart in public. Even at the very moment
from the reading of the feedback in the
alternative media I could sense many learned
and great professionals by the English they
the arguments they put forward.
But at time, putting up an argument or a
rebuttals you may dub a keyboard warrior,
meaning that you can only talk but nothing
Freedom, democracy, civility are conceptual
ideas put in writing. Those people did not
create freedom, democracy and civility. Yet
we are all talking and practicing it. We
form parliament and reject totalitarian rule.
WE gathered the ideas from their pen. Those writers would have been called
keyboard warriors too by the current
I love what 9M2ZA used to say on the air
"...if I were smart, why can't I be a
THE BRAIN AND THE ATTITUDES
- I don't have the authority to talk about
both topics. The following babbles may be
just a pure garbage.
I wouldn't know the working and the
intricacies of human brain. For a moment I
thought human brains of all races and
nationalities are the same though there are
an innate traits and the acquired components
from learning and environment. But when I
noticed the Morse codes operators handled
the electronic paddles differently I
realized they are not exactly identical. My
left paddle is the dah and the right one is
the dit, whereas the other operators have
the dit on the left paddle. I am not a left
handler to say the left brain controls my
So I have to assume that I come under the
category of a stupid person.
God endowed mankind with different level of
intelligence which we commonly measured
using the term IQ. There are a great number
who has the IQ above 120. They are not only
quick to learn and understand concepts in
depth but also able to see behind an unknown
and unseen. It is not an abnormal phenomena.
We would see these people in engineers,
lawyers, doctors and scientists. The
intelligent and the genius are not confined
to Tesler and Bell, but also existed among
the Malays and other Malaysians. The United
States companies are tapping their
intelligence in hitech and wafer
For progress and development we need such
group of people. We saw the build up of
schools and institutions for educating
pupils of higher intelligence.
BUT we were all shock when our Prime
Minister declared that he preferred people
with loyalty to people with intelligence. We
would have guessed that he was talking about
I don't know where attitudes come from. Is
it from a brain, feeling or emotion ?
Likewise I don't know what creates an ego.
We commonly describe attitudes of having
positive or negative elements. The
willingness to fight, diligence, strive to
overcome difficulties contributes to the
positive attitudes. Surrendering before
starting, giving unending excuses, and
indolence are the negative ones. To the
Prime Minister loyalty is a positive
Peace, harmony and stability do not come
from intelligence but from attitudes of the
Education therefore must cater for poor and
low achievers as well which are are now
casting aside. We turned the vocational
schools into vocational colleges with the
higher entry level. We instill good and
positive attitudes in them, enhancing the
economic value of each of the students.
Teachers have been telling us it is these
poor students who remember them most. The
intelligent ones would not even accost them.
THE STUPID FARMERS
- We are now living in a technological age.
We use machine for seeding and planting
while the old traditional uneducated farmers
were on their sweats and muscles. My uncle
was a fisherman. He came to town shoeless.
He read no text, and understood no numbers.
But those stupid and uneducated farmers who
provide fish and rice for the populace.
My uncle and other Malay fishermen went
bankrupt when trawler fishing came in. Their
generations became poor till today. And the
farm land have been taken away for real
estates by developers, engineers and
lawyers. A few got rich, many became poorer.
And the Malays as a whole are begging land
for housing from the government.
THE SMART SCIENTISTS AND ENGINEERS
- We would have wish the intelligent people
to use their brain to benefit the mankind.
Instead they built machines that could kill
innocent people without any morose. Thousand
of people were killed and maimed. They sell
computers, create all kind of malware and
force users to buy the antidotes. They made
drugs so that you need to consume them all
your life. Try to read on Mosanto and find
out more on what had really happen.
The comfort we get from technology comes a
lot with the side effects, diseases,
insurance fees and all other payments.
What is behind is the greed.
Being stupid in a way is also a reward. A
stupid worker in an office is less asked to
do all sort of jobs. The smart ones are
always the victims.
People will not come for help and advice. If
they call me stupid, I would just admit it.
I have better things to do for myself like
doing stupid thing throwing my money
visiting places in the world, when I should
have kept the money for my present and
future consumption. I buy cat-foods to feed
my cats and the wild birds. Also wasting my
money. I write stupid blog that brought me
My statistical professor used to say
'..funny.. people talk to their dogs but not
to their fellow humans..' Did he mean
sometimes animals are better than men ?
Funny I had wasted my entire young days in
many things. Though not all things were
there during those days I just felt I missed
them. Personal computer without the internet
appeared in the early 80's. Internet
conquered the world a few years latter. I
didn't do much then until the dawn of my age
when I first began writing a blog, and
experimenting with the the remote database.
These are not the work of an old man. Old
man just need to rest, watch drama and and
other entertainments on the TV, pray and
frequent myself to a mosque and wait for the
time to die.
I should have been doing exercise when I was
young. I didn't. I started jogging at 50.
Today at the jogging track I notice there
are many young men and women finishing more
than 5 miles each evening, keeping
themselves fit. It would have been different
if I were to start at their ages and
continue until now. A lady friend repeatedly
telling me to take care of my health when
she should have said to the younger guys.
I ignored schooling and knowledge hunting
for I had no aim in my life. I saw no
future. At this age I realize the importance
of skill and knowledge. All the time I had
been thinking of becoming a sailor, running
away from home and live in a far away land.
Books, library and other source of
information scared me to death.
How could I not be believing in fate when I
am at this juncture right now. I am not a
vagabond, not a hard core labor and not
living in a foreign land. I became a teacher
and retired as one. I earned my degree in
Indiana university and taught myself BASIC
programming in a Radio Shack. I developed
computer softwares and ended the programming
in the bio-metric finger print system.
God has blessed me with more than what I
needed in living with a great density of
sustenance and providence. I have seen half
of the world and set my feet on them, have
consumed the best of the foods that million
of poor people would have not dream of. I am
not a millionaire or anywhere near to the
status of being wealthy. I share my meager
pension with the cats and the birds.
I never regret for not tasting beer and
wine. It is just like a Westerner running
away from the delicious durian. And I would
not want to try it.
For many long years since I was born there
had been no birthday wishes nor celebration.
This stuff seemed to begin to take shape, at
least in my life, when a public media like
the Facebook appeared and became a public
platform for mutual communications. It
reminds us of someone's birthday. I used to
make my PC announced the students and
teachers birthdays so that I could wish them
and provide free lunch for my students. At
that time the facebook was not even heard yet.
Today is my birthday. People sent their
wishes. What can it do ? They just reminded
me "Hey, you are still alive." I did not
even feel that I missed it when I was
younger. At 50 nobody said "Happy
birthday...." to me, not even my spouse and
kids. I did not celebrate theirs either. I
would not feel bad if nobody send me their
wishes. Things are looming only when I am at
the end of the road. A few steps more I
would fall into another world.
Tomorrow is Idil Adha. The house is very
gloomy. Only one kid comes back. The rest
were told not to return because Idil Fitri
was just about one month ago. I made no
preparation. I do not expect any visitor. It
would have been different if my wife is
still alive. Relatives would have come to
visit her as she was very sickly. But I did
arrange my hall, sweep the floor and iron
all my clothing. My shack is left
unattended, very disorganized and messy.
Afterwards I will go for my evening walk,
4.8 km. As I have said before, I should have
done so when I was 20 or 30.
But I do not regret what I have missed in
OF THE OLD DAYS
In the 60's and 7o's I used to buy the
Chinese paperback electronic magazines which
cost just a little over one ringgit. I never
read the articles simply because they were
written in Mandarin. But all the circuits
and components were shown in English. The
content was something like Practical
Wireless or Practical Radio. I built
amplifiers and transmitters from the
magazines. At that time I did not know of
the existence of a radio hobby.
The first time I saw
the ham radio was in a
movie, depicting two young men living at
different places playing a game of chess
over the radio. I thought it was just a fantasy and
a mere fictitious story. When I perused a Practical
Wireless at a small Indian stall I noticed
an advertisement on an RAE course of
amateur radio. The curiosity bloomed.
In the early '70s I came across a news in a
local paper about a JOTA station in
Coronation Camp Penang run by the Penang ham
radio operators. I drove to Penang with
Chen, 9M2FL, to the location. That was the
first time I encountered with the live
amateur radio. They had a Cubical Quad using
a bamboo spreaders.
In the subsequent years I made myself
available at the Penang Jota station, only
to return home at late night. I began to
learn how they managed to make everybody to
the taste of radio communications.
There were a few hundred boy scouts and girl
guides. When the scouts had other activities Eshee would pound his straight key working
CW with distant stations.
I also wrote to telecom department asking
about the hobby. I was sent with the
syllabus and the amateur radio regulations
and the application forms for Radio Amateur
Examination and the Morse codes characters.
The first thing I did was buying a set of
radio books, BASIC RADIO, and a small
transistor radio. What I did with the
transistor radio was tapping the output and
using a capacitor to feedback which I get
the tone. With a cassette recorder I
recorded the CW characters by the touch-untouch
method of the transistor radio feedback. I
learned Morse from the cassette from my own
While I was studying for my RAE, I did SWLing by buying
two radio sets and put
them back to back, resolving the SSB signals
by beating the two. Every evening I would be
monitoring the Malaysian hams having a fun
on the air. Conversations were all in
English. It was nothing strange. After all
the exam was in English too.
From the radio I learned to copy Morse sent
by the police net and by the ship-to shore.
I knew that I was able to copy when I found
some sense in the messages. It was the
warning to the ships to avoid a certain area
as the storm was coming at a certain speed.
I did not remember how long I took to
complete my preparation for the radio test.
But I finally went to Penang telecom for it.
I did not know anyone in the hall but Chen
Kok Hoon. The papers contained two parts,
the regulation and on the technical side.
The regulation was simple. I remember
answering on how to keep a logbook and what
to record in them. And on the second paper I
remember answering one of the questions on
the working of either a superheterodyne
receiver or a TRF receiver. "Draw and
describe". I chose the former and drew the
detail including the components. Later I
discovered we were just to draw a block
While waiting for the result I frequented
Eshees and Mal's houses almost every week,
sometimes alone and other time with my wife.
While my wife was in a car I would take a
few minutes to go on the air.
Result came and I passed. By the time I had
already gained enough competency in Morse codes.
Some time later I went for the test in
Penang. The CW test could be held anywhere
as long as there were examiners, the
employee of the telecom themselves. In
every telecom department there was a radio
section. If I could remember the CW test
began with sending. There were about 4
candidates. I did not remember how many
passed. One of candidates was sent home,
leaving the rest for receiving. I remember
he was sending at a low speed. I handed him
my paper, he looked at it and smile. :Sir,
your sending is slow,: said I. "No," he
replied."I sent you at 12 words per minute."
"Do I passed ? "
"Go home and wait."
Waited I did. Everyday I waited for the
postman. When the result finally arrived, it
put me in great ecstasy.
There were not too many hams then. The
active ones were 9M2FK. 9M2GL, 9M3EG, 9M3RJ,
9M2CF, 9M2CG, 9M2DJ, 9M2BS, 9M2GL, 9M2AT,
9M2PZ, 9M2MP, 9M2AP, 9M2BH, 9M2YP, 9M2GV,
9M2HP, 9M2RS, 9M2MW, 9M2FZ, 9M2CW, 9M2FR,
9M2RI, 9M2SB, 9M2DS, 9M2AV, 9M2SS and 9M2DW.
These people would be on the band everyday
in a separate groups. Rigs were huge and
heavy, mostly with power supply built in. My
first was FT 101 bought second hand at RM800
from a local ham.
I had an inverted V cut for 40 meters using
a bamboo mast. My first station was at Anak
Bukit, my wife's house, a small house in a
padi field. It was from here that I worked
the Saudi Prince, King Ahmad Talal, an
American Congressman, a Hollywood actor,
scientists from South poles and many pilots
flying on the planes. My signal was
fantastic because of the flat water base
agriculture land. Then I moved to a new
location when I became a school's head. Also
using the same antenna system. At the time
the band was excellent. Only after 2000 I
operated from my current location, my own
home at Lorong Bayu. I had a 40 foot antenna
then hung to two bakau poles. The center
point was opened. My signal maintained until
the two poles were knocked down by my front
door neighbor who pressed his accelerator
that knocked down my fences, my pole and
pushed my kitchen in a few inches. It was a
In 19802/83 I went to USA. Personal computer
began to take shape in those years. I was so
absorbed in the new technology so much so
that I forget ham radio. When I came home I
didn't know of the drastic events that had
taken place, about the MCMC taking over
telecom, about the existence of license B
holders, about the repeaters, about the old
boys I used to know are getting their own
tickets. I was on the IRC chat day in and
day out, enjoying a new mode of
I can't say about Choo, 9M2HC, as to when he
acquired his ticket and 9M2AU and 9M2MZ too.
My rig in my store gathered cobwebs and
dust. One day I just try to switched it on.
There was light but there was no sound. I
sprayed the total rig with a can of mosquito
aerosol and turned the knobs left and right.
To my surprise I heard Zainal talking to
Choo. "My God these people are still alive,"
I said to myself. I thought nobody played
with the radio anymore just because I
I computed it was more than 10 years that I
left ham radio. A few days later I received
a letter from MCMC about renewing my
license. Still I did not know anything.
Things confused me. However I needed to
check my antenna. While on my roof Hanafi
came to my house. The first words I remember
he said, "Abang Rahman..were you strike by a
lightning ?" He narrated about the new
structure, about him having a call sign and
now living in Alor Setar and about the 2
GIVING A CHANCE TO ENTHUSIAST AND OTHERS
TO TALK - Scouts always invited me
to open up a station mainly in Jitra. It had
been an annual affair. They would find me a
tall bamboo mast planted in the middle of a
field. I asked them to cut wires for a
dipole, soldered and hoisted it up. All
those committee members are now licensed
We prepared a paper with the format on what
they boys and girls were to say.
OTHER STATION CALL SIGN FOLLOWED BY OUR CALL
MY NAME/NAMA SAYA........... SPELL USING
SAYA DARI KUMPULAN ........ DARI SEKOLAH
TERIMA KASIH 73
OTHER CALL SIGN FOLLOWED BY OUR CALL SIGN.
Each one of the student would be holding a
At any other time I invited these people to
my house and let them speak to the local
hams with my supervision. That was way back
before the coming of class B.
WHO WAS THE BEST AND MOST KNOWLEDGEABLE
HAM ? - Nobody cared about it. Nobody
questioned about it. When we were unsure of
anything we would put the question on the band
and discussed. I didn't even know their
professions and never asked them on the
band. I only knew when they themselves told
me. Nobody claimed to be an expert and nobody
condemned anybody about anything at all.
When we heard somebody calling CQ we would
go to his call just because we did not want
to frustrate him. We termed it a ham
Anything about SOP and technicalities I
would put the questions to Idris, 9M2GL.
Anything about CW procedures I would asked
I remember that when a topic was discussed
everyone would resort to ARRL handbook, not
the RSGB nor opinions. And things get
settled very quickly.
I was told 9M2DJ was an expert in FT101. So
whenever I had problem with the transceiver
I would call him up. The solution was brief
and simple, "Look at the capacitor attached
to the pre-amp unit." That's what I did. Cut
it out. Tested it and changed with a new
one. The rig would go on it's feet
immediately. But Chong never claimed he was
an expert. Nobody was trying to parade his
ability and superiority over others.
Most of the time and most of us feel that
there is something that we can learn from
THERE WERE NO WORDS MONGERING -
Nobody spoke ill thing about another fellow
hams. There was a unity. It was always fun
and a pleasure. 9M2DW had a lot of stories
to tell and it never ended. Bill would be
telling his story and mishaps during his
global trips and about golf. 9M2GV talked
about flying an airplane. There were jokes
DIFFERENT TYPES OF AMATEUR TICKET -
There were three types of ticket, a home
station, a mobile station and a club
station. Each has to apply and paid a
different fee. A mobile station on WS182 car
could not be used on WBB121 car. A club
station was commonly ended with C like
9M2KUC, 9M2TIC and has to be located at the
club address, not at a person's home.
RADIO SOCIETY - There was only one
radio society then. It was MARTS. Both SWL
and full pledge hams could apply to be a
member. I was a member with 65162 SWL
number. There were MARTS members from
Singapore too who would attend the annual
meeting held in Kuala Lumpur. The meeting
was shorter than the eyeball. Members prefer
to talk and discuss and would enter the hall
at their own leisure time. It was a very
short meeting, with questions and no
argument. Everything was pass.
Majority always won. Eshee would be the
Treasurer for decades. Datuk Tan the Outward
QSL manger for ages too.
MY FIRST STATION - In the good old
days there were no coaxial cable in the
market, and I did not remember any shop
selling the coax plug. When I got my ticket
a few boys cut me coaxial cables for 40
meters, Eshee was one of them. Likewise
someone sent me the coaxial plugs. In the
meantime I rushed for a 24 hour clock, a
thermometer, ready with a MARTS logbook and
a few other small prerequisites.
I learned to make a dipole from Eshee when
we had a Thai-Malaysia scout jamboree in
Alor Setar. from then on until now I only
use dipole and never dream of pitting up a
Later on I received an antenna Coupler and a
roll of coaxial cable from one Johor shop
with an invoice. It was Datuk Tan who had
ordered for me even without my knowledge. I
was glad and thanked him for his good deed.
Eshee would be telling us on how to
synchronize to the WWV clock. The
thermometer is still there in my shack.
THE DISAPPEARING OLD HAMS - I came
back to ham radio after a long leave to hear
stories of the demised fellow hams, 9M2DW,
9M2EG, 9M2GV, 9M2AT. A few stations that I
did not work before appeared, 9M2FF, 9M2MX.
9M2FZ, 9M2MW, 9M2CG and a few others moved
to Australia. Later I heard that 9M2FR,
9M2PN, 9M2BS and 9M2DJ followed a silent
Bahar, 9M2SB, is still alive but chose to
stay away from ham radio. In fact many
living old hams chose to retire. I too was
about to do the same but my passion for CW
keeps me alive.
WHAT'S MY FUTURE ? - Dorris Day sang
What Will Be Will be. For good or bad I take
it as a fate. You can't force the world to
like your thinking and follow your idea. If
people want to form clubs let them do so. If
people want to quarrel on repeater usage let
them enjoy the debate. If people prefer to
change the SOP and ham terms let them change
If people invite me for a certain radio
occasion I would go and if not I won't feel
bad. I will keep on pounding my key until
someone replied. If I don't like a certain
method of communications I just stay away
from it. I won't buy a new expensive antenna
or any new hard ware for hamming anymore.
Whatsaap is interesting enough. A few old
hams are gathering in the Whatsapp group
exchanging ideas and having fun with the
chatting. If I don't them I just monitored
The only bad comment that I would like to
make is 'the MCMC does everything for the
class B. The class A is thrown deep down in
A NEW HAM I KNOW 9M2ELY
I never knew there is a female ham
operator by the name of Nazly Abu Bakar
until I met her at the Merdeka Day
station POLIMAS Jitra. I took some time
to approach her desiring to know more
about her struggle in passing Morse
codes examination. God gracious goodness
she is so a sweat lady with a strong
She went to a CW class, she said, with
all men but herself. The class was run
by 9M2RUL. Whenever she was at home she
would practice listening. It was hard
and painful. It took her about 6 month
to master and went for the test. The
rest of the men stayed away.
She passed and earned a requested call
9M2ELY. She is called Ely by her
She narrated about her self dependent,
going to hardware shops and did all the
purchasing for her antenna. She climbed
the roof to fix the aerial by herself.
This was what amazed me most. I began to
sense her strong character, dexterity
and a lady who believes 'what a man can
do, the lady can do too'.
She lives in Sungai Petani and drove all
alone for the event.
So far by now I know there are two iron
ladies, 9M2OUT and 9M2ELY. There are not
many ladies in the world with Morse
capability, a rare commendable specie. Oja and Ely could make the country
My only advice to her was not to use
computer in working CW because it could
drain our skill away by and by. Keep it
with the straight key that she has and
go on the air on CW working local and DX
What else can I say...I have a friend
who got his class B ticket way back more
than 20 years ago who refused to learn
Morse while many new guys are creating a
class to themselves. Only in my opinion
that one strong lady equals 10000 men.
KNOW THE TRUTH
Mahathir came late in 1Mdb issue. The
leak was from someone who knew about the
flow of money into Najib's personal
account. Mahyuddin and Shafiee only knew
after it was published in the Sarawak
Report. Najib is now aiming the gun at
high profile persons who had been
serving the country and his camp accused
these officers trying to topple Najib.
A simple minded person would ask "why do
they want to topple him ? " Why
Mahyuddin who has the future of being a
Prime Minister need to wrest the post ?
Why Najib replaced Ghani Patail with
Apandi and transferred officers from the
MACC ? Even without the Sarawak Report
the Malaysians would come to know about
Najib is a Prime Minister. He admitted
that he did not know many things
including on the signing of the
important documents. The officials in
the finance Ministry had been working
very hard and found the nation has
difficulty in paying debts. The debts
piled up as Najib continues to spend
lavishly to sustain power and personal
comfort. Then someone suggested that GST was
as a way to solve the acute financial
Where the money went and how much was
used for Rosmah expenditure were also
known by his officers. The
advertisements on Najib and Rosmah in US
newspapers that would not come cheap.
There were payment for the personal jet
rentals. There were money transfers
without the corresponding economic
activity, called Brim. Surely the people in the
ministry were not happy with what were
going on. The pressure mounting and they
had sleepless night. Would we be shocked
by the resignation of Husni and Wahid ?
If there were nothing wrong Ghani Patail would
not have been kicked out. Zetty and other
ministers would not have resigned.
The ordinary people still do not know
what is an IPIC and what was meant by
re-structuring and the flow of money.
But university students and other people
who are accessed to the internet began
to understand the issue. Najib declared
war on those who questioned him. Those
he could sack he sacked. Those who he
can't he asked them to leave the
country. Those who know too much will
have to face the music.
The Malays who disagree with Najib are
said to be slave of DAP. There was an
attempt trying to create the IS story so
that the Malays would be categorized as
terrorist and recorded as a Red alert in
the international security record; like
Najib informed Hillary Clinton that Anwar Ibrahim
terrorist. Even a man with a knife was
arrested as accused as an IS operative. You
may not know that your name may be put
under a terrorist list.
We know that a vast sum of money are
used to buy popularity locally and
internationally. Taking people's money
without corresponding increase in GDP
and National Income is just like
printing more and more paper money
without the gold or economic backing.
Najib thought by signing the
international trade agreement the value
of ringgit would become strong and the
economy would revive. And when Malaysia
economy plunged he blamed the people 'ALL
BECAUSE OF THE RAKYAT'.
Mahathir was called in. Information
flowed from various sources. But it was
his mistake to replace Abdullah Badawi
with Najib. And he himself had started
much of the problems. Najib made
it worse. Public resources were deployed
to the fullest. Money were spent to
enhance his image using the local and
foreign individuals. Rosmah continued
with her comfort and excessiveness. The masses were
told that Najib was a victim of calumny.
MCA capitalized on the confused Prime
Minister and demanding what they had
always want promising full
support to the Prime Minister. And Lies
As I have said time and again that Najib
will not quit even if he were to win by
1 vote. If 90% were to vote for
opposition party the voters will be
viewed as unlawful terrorists influenced
by IS or any other organization. Those
who wait for Najib to get old will be
frustrated because both husband and wife
are on the anti-ageing treatment.
Now Najib is accusing Mahathir as a man
who divide the Malays and a big trouble
maker. We read the face book counter
blaming Najib as a man who divide UMNO by
his action of ousting his own deputy and
other UMNO members. Religion is used to
command obedience and support. A Minister
equate Najib to God. Others said he is
the chosen one and a shadow of God.
I smell a huge vote rigging, ballot box
switching and ballot stuffing in the
next GE. Gangsters will be deployed and
the public will be threatened.
So far the Malays still show their
docility. And the police is wise enough
not to use force on the street
protestors. Probably they have learned
of the Syrian incidence.
The huge wastage and the plunging
economy could be avoided if Najib choose
to retire. The support to UMNO will
revive. Investors will return.
Younger generations who lost their jobs
may get their jobs back.
It is a pity that Najib has never known
what poverty and hardship means. He has
been an aristocrat and living like an
emperor all his life. He does not know
the pinch the public felt.
I met a woman whom I would guessed to be
an UMNO member; she was surprise paying
a high price for a good she purchased. I
told her the price will be raised again in
the coming December. She said that she
would not mind paying more as long as
there are things in the shelves. But her
face looked sad and unhappy. In fact I
met more shocking people at the payment
counter of malls and super markets. Rosmah would have assumed that the
citizens are well off. Or she took
another turn, "Never mind if you don't
have money. Be thrifty and wise in
spending. I have all the money. It is
alright for me to spend millions for my
I am very certain even the new hand
picked second finance Minister will come
to a dead end when finding difficulty in
paying the loan. GST may not be enough.
Interest alone is soaring by day. The
ringgit continues to fall.
We still remember that Najib said "Give
me 6 months and I will put 1Mdb in order
again...We will do a RESTRUCTURING". The
date and time has long due. We have not
heard that the loan has been reduced.
Believe me our Prime Minister himself is
shivering at the sound of 1Mdb. It
is haunting him. Public fund to fill the
holes find it difficulty in paying the
loan and the interest.
Top economic people like Zetty and
Najib's former second finance ministers
knew it. Ghani Patail knew what really
happened. Abu Kassim read the
investigation papers. But many fear that
they could face the fate of Kevin Morais.
that I take toll in ageing. My defective
right ear is getting worse. So is my memory.
The concentration is short and mental
alertness is down the drain. It has been
quite some time that I did not work high
speed Morse codes. I don't have many
sparring partners but three. One had passed
away. One went missing. And the other has an
antenna problem. I fear I may be losing the
sending and copying skills.
radio band communications in the CW mode are
some sort like a rubber stamp, people just
give the RST report and said 73, followed by QRZ. I can never learn anything from contest
except trying to copy call signs. The normal
NAME, QTH, WX, RIG, ANT, TNX FER QSO etc
would be too easy for anyone to copy even at
a high speed. The real challenge is to copy
the ragchewing stations.
my copying skill using a soft ware, copying
web articles in English and pasted on the
Morse trainer. At 35 words per minutes I can
copy words but I would miss the train due to
short concentration ability. I reduced to 30
wpm. And I found it was the best and the
most comfortable speed. But I have not tried
to write them on paper yet. Unlike the
Indonesians they can write down random
characters at the speed of 36 - 40 wpm.
copy better than sending them. Using an
electronic key is quite a hell because I
have been using the straight key for years, from 1975
to 2012. The fingers could not coordinate
well with my mind. The mind is faster than
my fingers. The neuro-muscular coordination
is at its low ebb.
anybody has a desire to acquire any skill do
it at the younger age. Young people below 25
has the optimum working machine in the body
and the mind. I would be able to learn
Mandarin or Japanese effectively at the age
of 17. But near the vicinity of frontier of dawn nothing
can help anymore. Everything is slowing
down. I stopped programming which is
becoming tougher for my mind. I find a long
distant driving a hectic task. I do things
which do not demand complex thinking
procedure like making a trip overseas.
same time I am computing the distant left to
the eternal world.
I am much better than many other people who
are younger than me. Many had passed away or
acutely sick. But at the old age one may get
tired when one talk too much. When I go on
CW I would really having a leasure and a
real siesta. I rest my head on the lazy
chair, close my eyes and copy and send
messages. There were days when Hanafi,
9W2TZ, came to my house he just observed me
sleeping during the CW sessions. I could not
do it with AMTOR, FACTOR or RTTY. All those
digital boxes purchased in G-Land and W-Land
were thrown away more than 20 years ago.
longest that I have with me is the Himound
Pounder and an antenna Coupler, Leader 895.
And they will be with me till I die.
internet technology has brought tremendous
change to the world in every area. Senior
hams are now on the Whatsapp instead of the
radio. Younger radio generations opened up
various chat groups. People chat using
skypes across the world. Pictures were sent
in split seconds. Students living overseas
do not need amateur radio apparatus to
communicate with their parents.
on believing that amateur radio is the only
organization that can save lives and the
most important during disaster. We want to
believe it that way. We forget that it is
the equipment that helps in the
communication and we do not want everyone to
be given the right to use this equipment
without a control.
actuality most radio enthusiasts spent 75%
of the free time on smart phone or computers.
There isn't problem of band condition, QRM
and QRN, intruders and pirate stations
riding on you. What tied me to ham radio is
the passion for the hobby which I started
before the internet even exist.
the two world of internet and Morse
communication, one relies on my modem and
the other on my antenna. The internet is
always a travel companion, not only for me
but for all other travelers. They snap
pictures and quickly send them home even
while bus is on the move. Really amazing. I
chat with people back home on the moving
vehicle from Spain and Morocco; no radio and
activities of the radio operators never die.
They have the ham festivals, annual meeting,
forming clubs, going expeditions and having
field days. Those keep the radio business
going and those craving to have their voices
on the air attain fulfillment. I believe
that amateur population increase through
campaigning and the requirement made simple.
Old timers are fading not because they are
all gone but because they are old and tired.
I am tired of talking and exchanging QSL
cards. The only attachment that I have to
ham radio is the Morse key. It is also my
passion. And I call myself a CW Operator.
several CW applications in my smart phones.
Like listening to a song, the dit and dah
messages entertained me . I set
to 30 wpm as the rhythm to sooth my ears.
WE ARE NOT IGNORANT NATIVES
It was intriguing to watch two traditional
natives playing chess. And in the early '80s
crowds clapped their hands when I punched
messages with the CW key. We would have
thought the game of chess is a high class
game only known by the brainies.
And the language of Morse would not be known
by non-white skinned aliens.
I remember in those years also a Malay
computer student was asked by his professor
to take his place while he was away for a
few days in Ohio university. The boy must be
very brilliant. And Malaysians emerged a
world champion in squash. The most recent a
Malaysian lady rode a motorbike trotting the
We can be assured that there are some
philosophers and scholars had begun to take
the task of studying the Malaysian and
particularly the Malay specie who has
astounded the world with their smart ways
absconding public fund and the ability to
manipulate facts and convince even the American president. How
many people have the intellectual ability
above others in the world, the
potentiality of looming competitively with
other advance nations.
A proficiency in Morse codes is not an
indicator of progress or civility. It does
not parade an intelligence and an acuteness
of a person. But the skill boost a person's
esteem and pride that he has something in
himself that other people cannot buy. He is
not an ignorant native who knows nothing the
skill of hunting and food gathering.
When Morse codes were not a requirement to
be an amateur radio operator the world did
not altogether halt and cast away their keys
and stop pounding on the air. Instead more
Morse machines and soft wares were produced
to send and translate the codes. Electronic
keys continued to be manufactured and sold
at astronomical price. Security agencies
will keep on buying the machines that can
translate it. In other words the world will
not kill it for safety and security.
Assume that Morse is blank, not in any man
and not in a machine, totally vanished and
non-existence. And let us assume again that
a bunch of criminals are with knowledge of
all modes of communications; these criminals
will surely used CW as their modes of
communication to be more secured. Even now
the no-codes operators would be keeping a
machine to monitor to the CW messages for
fear of any malicious comments about them.
When a traditional native speaks good
English, play chess, send and copy Morse
with ease what are we to say about him ?
It is encouraging that the radio enthusiasts
from Malaysia are rushing for the Morse
test. To them it is a challenge. They want
to prove that they are not dumb and
ignorant. In fact they can, and earn a great
luster to their effort. And they earned a
class A ticket with pride. Conversely it
differs from a fellow who hated Morse and
writing to MCMC requesting for a class A
license without seating for the test on the
health ground (spinning like a politician).
It is parading the vast difference in
Morse to ham radio is just like a bible to
Christianity and Al-Quran to Islam. It
carries an ID and part and parcel of the
hobby. It is the tradition of ham radio. It
is not a ham radio without it. The
preservation of tradition keep our moral
strong and preserving our identity. Imagine
a Malay person who dress English, dyed his
hair blonde, speak English, serve himself
only Western food and identify himself as
English. We see him a Malay just his facial
Some says culture and tradition hinder
progress. But progress do not bring peace
and tranquility to mankind. Drugs and crimes
do not recede. People labored for their
political leaders. The world is at a brim of
war and killings and bombing continue.
We do have sets and categories in a class.
You can't call everything by the same name.
Flowers are to flowers. Animals are to
animals. We can't call all flowers a Rose.
You can't wear just a shirt and walk out
everywhere without a trouser and a shoe.
Dress come in a set; the part to cover the
top part of the body, the bottom, and the
feet. Of course you can throw any one of
them and go to your office without one.
That's was what in the bundle of the ham
radio. You can add but not throw part of it.
From the observations many people defy the
call for abandoning of CW. Clubs grew to
preserve the culture. The CW band shrieks
every day and night. The brave ones go for
CW, homebrewed keyers and grouped
themselves. If we have chosen to ignore it
we will become a pariah in relation to those
people in other countries. The competencies
elevate our status. We have the means and
capabilities if we want to. We have a dire
to strive. CW is a skill that you cannot
buy. And you need to know that it had been
the ID of a ham radio for a long time in the
We are not an ignorant specie, living on
trees, living on the mercy of the others. We
don't beg for a degree, diploma or a free
ham ticket. Malaysia will be heard on the CW
band and be part of the total buzzing and
chirpings. And in the international arena we
won't shy away from the Morse keys on
display, or just looking at them without
daring to test them.
Think of the two traditional natives of
Papua New Guinea who spoke fluent English
and playing chess with a deep concentration.
FIRST VISIT TO TOKYO
I have never been to Japan except a
short stopover at Narita in 1980 on the
way to Los Angeles. I was very excited
of the idea of going to the Japanese
Amateur Radio Festival to be held to Big
Sight, Tokyo. Rusli did all the bookings
and planning. I decided to follow his
plan. I paid him a total of RM4.5K for
the trips to Jakarta and Tokyo. We took
In fact we were not alone. At KLIA2 we
met two young ladies also going to Japan
for the first time on their own. We
learned that they were students and
seasoned travelers. They booked the
hotel at different location and had
drawn their plans for the visit. We also
met Aziz, Rizal and two other hams at
the airport. They all did drop their
luggage. The two ladies didn't.
The last train was at about 11.30 pm.
Fearing that we would not catch the
train we tried to minimize time-wasting
by not checking in our baggage.
The immigration was fast. We followed
the direction to the train line, the
Keikyu Line. We asked the two guards the
way to our hotel. The two lady officials
told us hurry and quoted the ticket
price. It was 570 Yen per ticket.
Down on the platform we did not know
what to do. We saw the two girls were
asking around. We too did the same. Two
young men and a lady came to our help,
giving us instructions that we need to
change train at Shinagawa, and followed
us on the train. At Shinagawa we bade
good bye. There was a lady student who
studied in Tokyo approached me asking
where I wanted to go. Then she rushed to
the two girls. I guessed she wanted to
assist the fellow ladies.
Again we asked a gentleman who stood
waiting for the train. He said that it
would be the last train and an only
train. We should not be worried. He told
us to keep an eye on the computer screen
on the train.
The train arrived. WE jumped in. There
was quite a crowd. The Japanese won't
push you around. They have a high value
of courtesy. The train announce "ASAKUSABASHI".
We jumped out. There were several exit.
We walked to the nearest and climbed the
stairs. It was drizzling outside. A lady
passed by. We stopped to ask her the way
to Apa Hotel. She walked us for about
500 meters to the hotel. We thanked her.We checked in at about 12 midnight.
BUYING TRAIN TICKETS -
We had discounted a taxi ride from the
beginning. It would cost anyone a
fortune for anyone to hire a taxi.
Train, subways and similar form of
vehicles are common. There are busses
which we did not know how to use. A
train pass can be purchased by
foreigners from outside of Japan. One
can google for the JR, Japanese Railway,
and ordered a ticket. It is also
available in some stations in Japan with
a passport. For a week it would be from
RM800 - RM1500. It would save us if we
were to go for long distant traveling
within the country.
We wanted to take a local
for going between nearby places.
In every rail station there is a ticket
machine. We can use coins or paper note.
The picture on the left shows a 100 yen
and a 10 yen coins. For the first time I
went to a counter and just mentioned a
word 'AKIHABARA'. The officer looked at
me and said 'One four O platform 1'. I
went to the machine and chose 140 from
the list of numbers, and put 1 silver
coins followed by 4 bronze ones. A
ticker shot out. That's it.
go back to Asakusabashi I bought a
ticket first and went to the counter and
said, "ASAKUSABASHI' and the officer
responded 'One four O platform 6'.
BIG SIGHT -
It was raining on the 20th of August. I
woke up at about 10 am ( 9 am
time ). We went down for breakfast at
about 10.30 am. I always took a simple
breakfast but a lot of orange juice. I
had my food prepared for the victuals,
the Brahim fried rice cooked with boiled
At 11 am we began our journey. I brought
my bag pack and had a smaller one. The
ticket to the Big Sight was 350 yen. At
the moment I don't remember whether we
changed train. Probably at Misabashi
station. It was a long journey. The
train crossed the sea. I think it was a
reclaimed land. There were full of tall
From the rail station to the arena there
was a roof. The rainfall didn't bother
us. There were many people coming down
the train heading the same way. I
whispered to Rusli that they probably
came for some other activities.
The crowds were all went the same way.
The queue for the tickets was long. The
ticket cost 1500 yen and it took about
45 minutes before we reached the ticket
booth. We were trying to look for Aziz
and his gang but could not find them.
Aziz had been to Japan Ham Festivals
several time already.
We were there until 4.30 pm. There was
no sign of Aziz. We guessed that they
might have been busy doing some
purchasing somewhere else or going sight
FISTS is an international Morse club
founded in 1987 by G3ZQS.
The FISTS Club,
(International Morse Preservation
Society) was founded in 1987 by the late
George "Geo" Longden G3ZQS of Darwen,
Lancashire England, after recognising a
need for a club in which veteran
operators would help newcomers and
less-experienced operators learn and
improve CW proficiency. During the
first year, membership reached 300, most
of whom were in Great Britain and
Europe. The original Introduction
to FISTS by Geo holds
as true today as it did when he wrote
it. Geo also explains how
he chose the name FISTS.
American Chapter (now
known as FISTS Americas) was formed in
1990 to assist 11 members in the USA
receive the newsletter and as a banking
convenience. Nancy Kott WZ8C of Hadley,
Michigan was named US representative, a
position she held until sadly she became
a Silent Key in 2014.
Under Chapter (New
Zealand / Australia) was formed in 1998
to provide a similar service to
Australasian members, with Ralph Sutton
ZL2AOH as the VK/ZL representative.
From a VK/ZL membership of four, there
are now over 100 members "Down Under",
principally in New Zealand. The New
Zealand membership is the largest in any
country outside England, Wales and North
Asia Chapter was
formed in 2004 by a few Taiwanese and
Japanese members to provide East Asian
members with various services in their
CW Clubs seem to stress
more on using hands and fists to send
Morse rather than using the computers.
Piju, 9M2PJU, told me
about the FISTS booth. I had wanted to
see it. The first strolled around the
arena failed. We could not find the
I carried 10 pcs of
PIJU's souvenir to be given away for the
people there. Piju is a member of the
FISTS group. So with the late Rizal.
On the second round I
asked the people at the CW Operators'
Club as to the location of FISTS using
the S-Pad on my Samsung Note 2.(I lost
the S-pen. May I might have dropped it
due to sheer excitement of finding the
The FISTS was just near
the Japan CW Operators Club. We chatted
and took several photographs and I
handed the button pins and the
key-chains having Piju's call sign on
them. I gave mine a few.
I think the Malaysian
hams who have passion in CW should get
together to discuss Morse codes. It
would be fun to talk about the
experience of Morse sending and copying,
and about the
making of the homebrewed keys.
But we Malaysians are too
busy and having a multitude of ideas and
philosophies. And we have too many smart
people in our midst.
We have lost the real CW
operators as they are now detaching
themselves from the hobby, either
because they are old or because of their
health. Chow and Eshee were among a few
of these creatures. Eshee would be
pounding his straight key on the contest
at a great speed.
Morse keys at the
exhibition hall were sold like a hot
cake. Rusli coxed me to buy one for my
- Akihabara is well known for it's
electric and electronic stuffs. Before
the trip I
did ask around of what things
should I bought in Japan. I got all sort
of answers. The one who convinced me was
Au, a radio friend on the Whatsapp. He
talked about Casio watch, the Oceanus
type and on every goodies about it. I
told Rusli about Au's suggestion.
As we took a stroll we
kept a look at the prices of items in
the shops that we
passed by. Almost everything in Japan is
expensive. After some time we arrived
the town center.
Rusli bought a cammera
and two Casio watches. One cost RM2700
and another at RM400. The camera was
about RM2000. I bought a watch and a few
other things at a later time. It was a
real crazy. Had not because of the high
price I would have bought more stuffs to
fill my bags.
To me a watch was enough. I
had to buy something else
for my student and a few
friends who asked me for
Window shopping was more
interesting and fun.
I brought with me six packets of Brahim
Briyani and Nasi Goreng Kampong combined
and a pack of maggi mee. I had no
appetite in Brahim. Probably ot was not
hot enough or it was too saltish. I
could finish three packs of maggi for
three nights. Only on the first day I
prepared nasi goreng for victual at Big
Sight. But I ate only half of it.
As we were walking we
came across Kebab sstall that written
the word Halal. And we did ask a
salesman where about any Halal food. I
also knew that under emergency I could
feed on shrimp bugger at Mac Donald. On
the second day onwards I carried with me
a can of potato chip and a bottle of
Aladin was one of the Halal
restaurant. It is not within
AKIHABARA itself. One has to
take a train or walk for about
20 minutes here. There are a few
others but we did not go for the
Nearby our hotel there are many
small shops including 7-11 where
I bought fruits and juices for
evening consumption. The price
was not too expensive.
Rusli brought more foodstuffs
than I. He even brought some
sort of lemang accompanied by
daging rendang. And he brought
along the victuals with him all
along. When I was hungry at
Akihabara I bought a set of
shrimp bugger. You won't die of
hunger while visiting Japan.
COURTESY AND CIVIC
Should I conclude that the Japanese has
a very high ethical standard. You may
see them bow while talking on the phone
as if the other party is in front of
them. When you are in Japan you must not
hesitate to approach and seek for their
help. We started with asking them the
way to our destination, what train to
take. Everyone would be willing to come
to our aid, giving us a detail route
plan or would either take us to the
place we want to go.
When the train arrived
nobody rushed to board it until all
passengers were out. In the train ladies
did stand up to give seat to another
man. I would not to accept it and prefer
to stand all the way.
The city, small town and
the back streets were clean. People do
not litter, no garbage seen as what have
here in Malaysia especially after some
events like soccer match.
Public toilets are not
only free but extremely clean. I was
amazed even in the Big Sight arena the
automatic vowel cleaning system are
deployed; no need of the hand and paper
usage at all. It is just like the one in
From the feedback on my
FB postings I learned that Japan is a
safe place. People can sleep with the
door unlock which used to be our old
practices where we slept with open
windows. And if anything got lost they
would get their belongings back.
At the airport while
going home to Malaysia I put all my bags
on a trolley; a hand carry luggage and a
backpack. Whenever I entered a
shop I would leave the trolley outside.
In one shop I made a purchase of two
beautiful T-Shirts. I was shocked to see
my backpack was missing. Panicking I
went downstairs to make a report to the
information center. I was asked to
return to the counter one hour later.
In the meantime I walked
around looking for the lost bag, both at
the level where I was and on the upper
level. I could find it anywhere after
more than an hour. Rusli suspected
that I might have dropped it somewhere
on the way starting from the place where
we started. I went down again, follow
the track carefully, asking the shop
attendance and airport officials. Nobody
saw any bag.
I had plain tickets and
those items I bought in Tokyo. I decided
to make a police report. Before going to
the police Rusli and me thought it would
be better for us to go around the area
once more. We did. At one corner I saw
my bag being left on a bench. I felt
very relief. I checked the content.
Nothing was missing. It must had been
dropped somewhere and picked by some
guys with the idea the owner would be
looking for it as we had done..
It was all about ethics,
morality, civic mindedness and a pure
clean heart. A Minister would resign
with a small mishap not even caused by
him. How would I not said the
deteriorating of ringgit in relation to
Japanese yen has something to do with
morality and our unashamed behavior.
One main problem is the
deteriorating value of our currencies.
The ratio from 100Y:RM1 is now
100Y:RM4+, I would compute it is due to
our leadership problems. It is just my
view. You may not agree with me.
are everywhere. Rusli wanted
watches and camera fully made in
Japan. They are more
expensive than the ones in
Malaysia. The watch above used
China made casing. That explains
for the cheap price.
transceivers are cheaper in
Tokyo as compared to the price
in Malaysia but it is too bulky
to carry. There are a lot of
refurbished iPhone 5 and 4. The
average price is between RM400 -
RM1200. If I had not controlled
myself I would have purchased an
AND MY WIFE BEQUEST
people were promoted to a post they
certainly would cause havoc to the
It has been
more than a year that my wife has passed
away. Yet her bequest is not settled yet
with Tabung Haji. It all started with
the Property and Bequest Office which
charged more than a thousand ringgit for
the service of property and financial
allotment. Immediately after obraining
the letter of attorney I rushed to CIMB,
ASB and Tabung Haji. My wife's saving
was only RM12K. ASB and CIMB were the
simplest in procurement procedures as
only I have to be the active member
while the Tabhung Haji said that all of
us, me and my kids must sign at the
Tabung Haji's Office before the money
could be distributed.
completed the process and handed me with
four checks within a week. ASB took
about a month. I had to wait for all my
kids to come home to present themselves
at Tabung Haji. I and my eldest son had
completed our jobs with TH at Alor Setar
months later the Property Office called
me up to ask me to be present at the
office. I was told that the letter of
attorney given to me was wrong and a new
ones were handed to me. Trying to avoid
the problem to the officer I decided not
to take any action. I had lost more than
RM40K to my sons. But they are my flesh
last Ramadan my daughter came home. I
took her to Tabung Haji to sign and
handed a new letter of attorney with a
corrected mistakes. Then after the Hari
Raya I took my last son for the
signature and handed another document.
a couple of months ago I received a
letter from TH informing me that the
bequest had been credited to my account.
But I found the amount was so much less.
I brought the documents to the Tabung
Haji's office. It said the office was
closed and transactions could be done at
UTC Pacific. I went to UTC's Tabung Haji,
presented the letter and the document.
discussion I narrated about giving the
old and the new PA letter. The officer
said that all the payments are made at
Kuala Lumpur HQ. He will investigate and
call me back. To mind you it took hours
before they came up with an answer.
days after returning from Jakarta, I
went to UTC to follow up the progress.
"The money was paid according to the old
PA," said the officer.
submitted two new PAs to Tabung Haji.
You cannot process the payment prior to
the completion of the total signatures."
know. You go to the main office and
asked Haji Rahman. He may be able to
So I went.
I met a desk officer and explained. The
officer went in and about 15 minutes
later came out to tell me that the
deceased file has been closed and
nothing could be done. "How could the
file be closed when the transactions
were not yet completed ? " I said. He
went in again. I waited for more than
boss came to the counter with a heap of
documents. " We have closed the file,"
the file and process the payment before
the completion of the signatures ? "
me a document showing the old payment
ratio. "I gave two sets of new documents
at different time and why don't you pay
following the new ones ? "
"I tried to
call Kuala Lumpur. But today is Sunday."
"I am not
so in a hurry. But I don't like the you
do trying to find fault with your
customers and do not want to admit your
mistake. This is not much. But I will
not hesitate to get your answers in
court. This mean even the Property
Office will be called up by court."
"Give me a
"I can. But
why show me all these pile of papers
when thing is so simple. Your people
just did not read the new PA. I can
forgive mistakes and errors but it must
be remedied. Correct the figures and
issue a new letter. I give you the time
you want. The money involve isn't a
million. You have to remedy it."
I left the
office, the new TH one at the TH Hotel,
near the airport.
Will I sue
TH ? YES if they are arrogance.
have always wanted to go to Jakarta Ham
Festival as I heard stories on the great
Morse code competition. I have been amazed
by the ability of the Indonesian CW
operators from that part of the world. It
had been years since I had been monitoring
their CW net on 40 meter band. But the net
isn't there anymore. The last time I heard
was a commotion which might have been caused
either by the pirate stations of some rude
guys. There were gentlemen and ladies who
lead the network and sometimes they took
turn as the duration of each network session
was too long.
That's my main purpose
of the visit, to see some of the fantastic
guys. I had no intention of buying
equipments or to learn about their radio
organization like the ORARI. ORARI is like
the ARRL and RSGB.
My first plan was to
visit Tokyo Ham Fare which will be held on
the 20th and 21st of August 2016. I heard
from 9M2PJU that the FISTS group will open a
boost too. A FISTS is another
organization of CW lovers who reject CW
communication using computers. I asked Rusli,
9M2RB, whether he would be interested to go
to Japan. He agreed and at the same time he
told me about the Jakarta Fest that he would
go. I told Rusli that I would join him.
II prepared 20 button
pins with a motto CW is a class by itself
incase somebody might ask me for a souvenir.
All I realized they were not enough.
trip was on the 5th, by Airasia. The flight
departed Kuala Lumpur at 7.55 and arriving
Jakarta at about 8 pm local time. We took a
Blue Bird taxi to our hotel, costing 150000 Rp. The Favehotel Zainul Arifin is at Jalan
We decided to go to
the fare ground on the next day after breakfast. The
location was at a place called ANCOL park.
took a three wheeler. The ride cost us 45000 Rp
the gate of the park.
The park's entrance fee was 25000 per person. We
did not find the ham fare ground anywhere
after about 10 minutes walk. Whenever we saw
the an employee of the park we would asked for the
location of the ORARI
event. Nobody seemed to know about it.
However on further
enquiry we arrived at the destinationm,
after riding the park-bus , walking and
changing to another bus.
weather was hot and sunny. We walked about
and survey the booths
sales. A few booths sold the homebrewed
equipments. Rigs that sold for RM350 were
quickly grabbed by the visitors. We did not see any Malaysian
yet. Neither did we approach any Indonesian hams
who were busy chatting among themselves.
On the left there was
a beach. On the right there was a mall.
Rusli suggested that we went into the
mall to cool
ourselves. On entering the mall a few
Indonesian hams approached us asking where a
meeting was to be held. We just said that we
did not know. "There us a meeting," I told
Rusli. "Let's go and watch." We climbed a
floor. There was
someone talking on a loudspeaker on one
corner. We knew that the meeting was going
on. We took a seat.
few Indonesian hams seemed to notice us and
asked where we were from. We were told that
there would be a Morse competition after the
OTARI's meeting. More and more hams joined us and
introduced each other When I mentioned about the CW
net controller , fingers were pointed at
There are 4 categories
in the competition; the slow, medium, high
and free for all. I did not request them for
the detail. Each category must consist of at
least 5 candidates. The males and females
were considered as one. If you look at the
picture below you'll notice the spectrum of
There were 500
characters, 5 to each group to be sent and
copied by the the candidates.
They looked very
calmed. I would not be able to copy random
words by writing. Even the messages are in
plain language my hand would not be able to
cope up with the speed.
I did not record the
whole speed of different category. I
remember that in one, the speed changes in
momentum, getting faster and faster.
of the hams sent the clip to his American
friend who commented that it was a
HAM RADIO ID
I am sorry for being
bias. I do not ask everyone to share my
view. I have always maintained that ham
radio is identified with Morse codes. And
Morse is an integral part and an ID for the
ham radio. No one can buy it with money. One
has to instill the competency in him by
I feel so relief and at peace
knowing that there are people who are
keeping ham radio alive.
IS NOT ABOUT TALKING ONLY
Ham Radio is not about
talking only. It goes more than that; the
ethics and the attitudes. It should be of a
community of high grade people minus the
rouge and the insolent. We can't afford to
have a man who called himself a ham at the
same time be the head of the pirates and
dare even to express his unethical deeds in
public. And people who use the hobby to make
money as those who did in the Facebook
product advertisements. We loathe any vanity
hams who brag and swagger, pushing others to
be a leader like the rush for political
Ham radio is not about
paradding ones ego and ones social, academic
and political status. We address people by
ham name not by his nobility, King Hussein
never want to be called MY Lord or His
Highness. That was the way hams did for
decades to keep everyone on equal status.
People are quarreling
on matter of repeaters, not because of the
abuse but because the non-members were
chased out. They disagreed about the
formation and the members of clubs and radio
Ham radio should be
free of vices, braggart, evil mind and war
work is a
commendable ethic. One has to move and sweat
for bread rather than begging all one's
life. Begging makes a person lazy and
indolent. It will blend with a person's
characters and attitudes. And the habit is
never a luster. High minimum pay will
discourage the desire to pursue college and
university degree. Easy curriculum will
development of higher level knowledge and
the ultimate progress in science and
technology thus lowering international
Good habit in a man is
transferable to any of his deeds and
undertakings. It will be applied to all
situations and circumstances.
I learned a lot
from my visit. It made me realize how small
I was and I am. In the world of amateur
radio no one can claim that he is the best
and the most perfect. There is a distant
difference between my ability in Morse codes
and my fellow friends in Indonesia. They
surely had earned their pride through
diligence and resilience.
MY MESSY HOME
The decay is getting serious. I don't even
remember I have rooms in my house. Probably
I do not sleep in one. I sleep in the hall,
on the coach or floor and at time on the
sick bed of my late wife. I actually have a
room where my former maid used to stay,
small but well furnished. It could
accommodate two persons easily. I do not
remember this room at all. Around the hall
there are three rooms where my two sons and
my daughter would occupy them when they came
home. I have never been into their rooms
whether they were here or away. I would lock
I would say the most tidy and well organized
is my daughter's. And I told her that I
would let it be used by Rusli if he were to
visit me because I was always well
accommodated when I went to Kuala Lumpur.
The hall is very messy, the worst is my
radio room where I stuffed in unwanted
things, small and compact. I used to sleep
in there but not anymore. It was hot and
stuffy. I had an air-conditioning unit but
using it would double my electric bill.
Without it I pay about RM50 a month, using
it would jump to RM250.
Once a month I would hire maids to clear the
compound, mopping the floor and remove the
dusts. They were paid by the hour. Because I
am a single man in the house they prefer to
come in two to avoid calumny and gossip
about any possible affair. Both are married.
Within four hours the job would be
completed. I always paid them two a hundred
The other day two of my ham radio friends
came with the express purpose of going to a
kenduri in Perlis. It did occur to me about
their lodging but my mind was seeing the
messy place of my home. I did not remember
of the maid's room. I was thinking of the
mosquito's attacks and so on. I did not
persuade them to stay with me. Only at night
I decided to ask them to put up a night at
my home. I tried to call them but in vain. I
asked Hanafi to ring them up. Also failed.
I have to remedy my error. I have to wait
for the next time. I will offer a lodging to
any of my ham radio friends who come this
way and willing to stay in this messy and
uncomfortable abode. Who knows some are
already used to mosquitoes and stuffy
environment and willing to accept the offer.
This very house will be left alone when I
die. I have a dreadful thought of living
till 80 because I will be too old and too
tired by then. That will be around the
corner. Ten years passes too quickly. I
never thought I would across the 21st
century. This is already 2016. My God.