Domicile of Da' KRUsader's Mind Crafts…

Disappearing Act…


I’ve not been actively blogging since Anugerah 2009 ended. And I only had one entry before this to show for, that I have not retired. I really have to apologise to each and everyone of you who come in and see the same header and entry greeting you. But the time away from blogging, I just feel as though I have inadvertently retired. Well at least it kinda feels that way. I seemed to have lost the zest in airing my commentaries. I wonder if age has caught up on me. Or whether I’ve lost interest due to happenings in my life over the past four months. Or because Twitter has now taken over in voicing my views albeit in its shorter format. I just can’t find any joy or interest in blogging at the moment. This blog, arguably renowned for its take on happenings in the local Malay music industry is now officially “a white elephant“. I’ve not attended a music event since Anugerah ended and that goes to show how detached I am from something I have loved doing all these years. And surprisingly, I don’t miss it all. Strange isn’t it coming from me???

Speaking of happenings, I had ended the last entry by hoping to share good news with everyone. Sadly, my uncle is still in a comatose whereas as we all know by now from the media scribes, Sarah Aqilah lost her younger sister. It’s just ironical that I had posted the last entry about an hour before she passed on. May Almighty Allah bless her soul and place her amongst the dwellers of Jannah

The last third of 2009 hasn’t been that good for me, in all aspects of my life. And I don’t wish to pour my thoughts out and rant about it, something which I did on quite a regular basis in this blog. Even when I’m unhappy with someone, I choose to let it slide rather than bang my head on the wall. I guess in life you can’t expect people to like or accept you for what you believe in. I’m too old for petty fights now even when I see people hitting out at me via their Tweets, blogs or Facebook statuses. It’s a low blow which I prefer having them come straight up to me and telling it like real men and gracious ladies. And to think one of them said 11-a-side football is for real men. Obviously those who play street soccer and futsal are sissies then??? Seems to me there are people who think only from their own deluded perspectives.

But in the grander scheme of things, I guess everyone’s entitled to their own opinions and if they are negative, I’ll just take them into consideration and do a bit of self-reflection cos there could possibly be some elements of truth if we were to put ourselves in their shoes and think the way they do. Sometimes, it’s best to keep your enemies closer to you cos they are the ones that keep you in check when you get all complacent. Heck, I’ve even been less critical of the team I hate most in world football given their current predicament, not to mention being less chuffed about my beloved team even when they are still a decent bet for title honours come the end of the season. Again that just shows how detached I am from a lot of things lately that I found so much profound joy in doing before. Or maybe the joy and responsibilities of parenthood make you couldn’t care less about the trivial and mundane stuff…

I hope to fill this blog more before the year is out. And not make this title header a continued legacy…

 

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