howwwzattt... of restless and being calm...

The song that captured my imagination and soothed my restless soul during my darkest moment. Somewhere Over The Rainbow/What A Wonderful World sung by the late Israel Kamakawiwo'ole and just with the sounds of ukulele in the background did took me to somewhere, somewhere where I belong...



Ooooo oooooo ohoohohoo
Ooooo ohooohoo oooohoo
Ooooo ohoohooo oohoooo
Oohooo oohoooho ooooho
Ooooo oooooo oooooo
Ooooo oooooo oooooo

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Once in a lullaby ii ii iii
Somewhere over the rainbow
Blue birds fly
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Dreams really do come true ooh ooooh
Someday I'll wish upon a star
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me ee ee eeh
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney tops thats where you'll find me oh
Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly
And the dream that you dare to,why, oh why can't I? i iiii

Well I see trees of green and
Red roses too,
I'll watch them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

Well I see skies of blue and I see clouds of white
And the brightness of day
I like the dark and I think to myself
What a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people passing by
I see friends shaking hands
Saying, "How do you do?"
They're really saying, I...I love you
I hear babies cry and I watch them grow,
They'll learn much more
Than we'll know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world (w)oohoorld

Someday I'll wish upon a star,
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney top that's where you'll find me
Oh, Somewhere over the rainbow way up high
And the dream that you dare to, why, oh why can't I? I hiii ?

Ooooo oooooo oooooo
Ooooo oooooo oooooo
Ooooo oooooo oooooo
Ooooo oooooo oooooo
Ooooo oooooo oooooo
Ooooo oooooo oooooo...

howwwzattt... i am your much needed adversary...

I thought I was dead that night, already dead. Did not feel anything when I got up myself with the help of a friend from where I had fell. No pain, no blood and no broken parts in my inside. I was in a daze. The thought of I’m already dead becoming worse when a pakcik whose saw the incident told me that “saya ingat kamu dah takde tadi”, loosely translated that he too thought that I am a goner. It was just like a dream to me.

Half an hour before that fateful night, I was just relaxing myself with another 2 friends at his house while tweaking on my motorbike somewhere in Kampung Pinjih, near Pasir Puteh Ipoh. I’m not interested in what there are doing at particular moment which is enjoying their rounds of weeds. I can’t stand the effect which will make me going “stim bodoh”, a state of stupor which makes me feels that anytime the police will take me and put me inside the lockup. Yes, I felt that way with weeds.

After they had their affair with that thing, knowing that I had just fully modified my cubcai with a bigger bore for the CG125 piston, modified engine head, closed ratio clutch plates, TS125 carburettor and many more, they asked me to test it against their machine. At that time, a fully souped up cubcai could easily whizzed by an RXZ135 cc in a kilometre sprint race.

Eagerly I just agreed, I am sober not them so I thought.

The location was a dark stretch opposite where Tesco Jalan Pasir Puteh stood now. Side by side we were ready for the race and another guy would follow from behind to see how fast we would go. Off we went with the speedometer keep on climbing until no valid reading could be read and still our bikes keep on going side by side until a car came from the opposite way.

It was just enough for us to get past the oncoming car until my friend made a slightest movement for him to avoid the car side mirror and his handlebar hit mine. I remember went off flying and that was as far as I could remember.

I thought I was dead that night, already dead. Did not feel anything when I got up myself with the help of a friend from where I had fell. No pain, no blood and no broken parts in my inside. I was in a daze. The thought of I’m already dead becoming worse when a pakcik whose saw the incident told me that “saya ingat kamu dah takde tadi”, loosely translated that he too thought that I am a goner. It just likes a dream to me.

Pic: A year after that fateful night.

The car just went off without stopping probably telling himself that I deserved it. I didn’t go home that night, instead went to the clinic to get me fix.

That was the time the pain came, blood just started to oozed from every part of my body that went against the asphalt. The nurse just ripped off my jeans making it easier for her to do the dressing. It was the time when she tried to remove the loose bitumens and sands that got buried in my knuckles and knees that I went berserk to the point where my friends had to hold me down. It was so goddamn painful.

The scars on my shoulder, knees, knuckles and arm still remain to this very day to remind me of the good, the bad and the ugly heydays.

And a secret, sometimes I do feel sexy with all those scars. Don’t you feel so babehhhh? :-)

howwwzattt... of losing and acceptance...

Lost his cell phone last night and to think about it, he didn’t even know how he lost it. He never lost his phone before except for a time when he dropped it from the upper deck of a 747 onto the hangar floor an equivalent of a 2 storey building and smashed to pieces. Only the sim card survived that short encounter with the gravitational pull.

But last night was different, he actually lost it. It was not an expensive one only a Nokia E72 but he loves the phone so much and unknowingly he hopes those who found it would return it back to him. Tried to call his number but was diverted to the voicemail which mean somebody had found it and decided to keep the phone but not the sim card.

He wasn’t too sure if the phone was any good to its new owner since he had put 2 passwords for the phone to works but in this era of technology he doubted that will stay long before any Low Yat techies could crack his passkeys anyway.

He still hasn’t make up his mind whether to get the same replacement or a BB instead and whichever way he has to wait for the next pay check first... sigh...

howwwzattt... ahhhh... stop whining...

“Your battery had reached its usable life but it still can operates normally...”, that was the auto generated reminder which I always get when I turn on my notebook.

What seems to be an adequate 3 hours of power without scampering erratically for a power supply, slowly diminish less and less with the current supply from the battery could only last for about 28 minutes when it is fully charged.

Now it has become a habit for me to make sure whenever I bunk myself for a cuppa in a kopitiam, the power supply is within reach but sometimes I did failed when every seats, every tables or every stations were taken. It has become such a habit even the time the notebook was left behind, still I look for the power supply. Dang... now I’m a power supply stalker.

Well, this is life. Everything will come to an end. Even a non-living apparatus do have its shelf-life, pot-life, working-life and whatchamaycallit. A friend of mine told me that there is this extended battery that could stands for an 8 hours supply but it’ll cost over a thousand bucks. It was a bomb, at least it is for me.

Nah... For the time being let me stick with the remainder 28 minutes and a free supply of power from any power outlets until the next pay check.

No, I won’t buy the 8 hours extended battery pack. Just the normal one should be fine... I’ll be fine...

howwwzattt... a ballad of a troubled mind (and soul) - the beginning...

This is the beginning, his beginning.

Someone once said to him that the day the sun no longer shines, it was the day the moon too will stop beaming itself and he believes it. He believed the sunshine will always be there to give him guidance and leads him.

Since the moment he could remember, the mere mention of him could spell trouble, not just confine to himself but the people surrounding him too.

Now he is in his middle of his journey, the journey that was full of lessons for him to face the challenge that lies in front of him.

He should’ve keep a journal for all of his experiences, instead he just let it sinks deep inside him. He could sometimes feel that he begins to forget certain things and events, be it in the past or in the future. Especially when he got up in the morning.

He fears that he’ll lose his memories. He must protect it with all his might but will he remember it.

He must stay focus for he need to, he need it badly. He needs to stay afloat because there is one thing that he must do and feel before he leaves...

Quietly now while I turn a page
Act one is over without costume change
The principal would like to leave the stage
The crowd don’t understand...

-Rod Steward

howwwzattt... fyi...

MANILA - Research firm Frost & Sullivan recently categorized the Philippine aviation industry as a niche segment in Pilot training and aircraft maintenance in Asian Aviation.

Pilot training market in Asia Pacific became a $ 10-billion industry in 2008 with compound annual growth rate (CAGR) at 11 percent, according to Frost & Sullivan.

Subhranshu Sekhar Das, Malaysia-based Frost & Sullivan Asia Pacific director for aerospace & defense, said that "In Asia Pacific, there are requirements in pilot training and I'm not surprised if any of the investment is going to be in the Philippines, recruiting new cadets and giving them the training for PPL (private pilot license), CPL (commercial pilot license), or ATPL (airline transport pilot license) licensing."

There has been an upsurge of aviation school opening in the Philippines with foreign students from India and South Korea taking flying courses due to Western style teaching patterned after the United States and English proficient instructions.

Das reported that while there is a current slump in air travel the aviation industry as a whole has been experiencing a shortage of pilots, which drives the market for training he added during the firm's 2009 aviation summit held in Singapore earlier this month.

There are close to 700 pilots in the Philippines and demand is growing. They may have some shortage by 2013. Pilot requirement may have to grow to almost six percent CAGR.

Frost & Sullivan 2008 data showed that China has most of the pilots accounting 37% of the entire Asia Pacific aviation market, followed by India and Japan at 12% market share, while Australia, Malaysia, and South Korea each accounting for 6 percent. Thailand meanwhile has 5%, New Zealand, Indonesia and Singapore has 4% each while The Philippines and Vietnam accounted for two percent of the total number of pilots in the Asia Pacific region last year.

Also, the Aircraft maintenance business, known in the aviation industry as maintenance, repair and overhaul (MRO), is also emerging as another niche for the Philippines.

In 2008, Frost & Sullivan projected the region's overall MRO business to have generated $ 22.55 billion in revenues. It forecasts revenues to reach $ 66.58 billion by 2030, with the commercial fixed wing segment accounting for 54 percent of MRO business from 45 percent last year. By 2030, the global consultancy firm expects diminished markets for the military rotary and fixed wing segments, as well as for civil rotary wing.

Good MRO Performance:

Among the US Federal Aviation Administration(FAA) -certified repair stations in the country are FFC Services Asia-Pacific Operations and Honeywell Ceasa Subic Bay Co. Inc., both located at the Subic Bay Freeport Zone; International Aviation Service Assistance at the Clark Special Economic Zone (CSEZ); Moog Controls Corp. at the Baguio ecozone; Lufthansa Technik Philippines (LTP) headquartered at the MacroAsia Special Economic Zone of Villamor Airbase, with operations in Cebu, Clark and Davao; as well as Nordisk Aviation Services Phils. Corp. located in Parañaque City.

The 2008 performance of LTP, a joint venture between MacroAsia Corp. and Lufthansa AG initially formed to service the fleet of Philippine Airlines (PAL), boosts the positive outlook on MRO business in the Philippines. In its 2008 annual report presented in March 12, Lufthansa Technik Group announced LTP revenues for the year at 160 million euros (equivalent to P10.6 billion).

Aviation Week, an industry magazine, noted in its report on the financial results that LTP was among the strongest revenue earners in the global network of the Lufthansa Technik Group last year, next only to its sister plant, Ameco Beijing, the latter's joint venture with Air China, and N3 Engine Overhaul Services, the joint venture with Rolls Royce Plc.

LTP is currently providing MRO services from its facility in NAIA to PAL, Lufthansa Airlines, Singapore Airlines, Cathay Pacific Airways and other international airlines that fly to Manila. It also provides technical ground handling services to Air Niugini, China Airlines, Egypt Air, Eva Air, KLM Royal Dutch, Korean Air, Malaysia Airlines, Silk Air and Cathay Pacific Airways.

The Regional Race for MRO Hub:

There is a race between Singapore and Malaysia to become the regional MRO hub. Currently, Singapore corners 90 percent of the region's MRO business, but Malaysia and the Philippines is catching up and may eat up Singapore's share in the future.

Currently, work is underway for the 300-hectare Seletar Aerospace Park in Singapore, which it touts to be a world-class industrial park for a wide range of aerospace activities, including MRO, OEM and training for pilots, aviation professionals and technical personnel. It is expected to be completed by 2018.

Meanwhile, Malaysia plans to transform itself into a global aerospace player by 2015 through its Malaysia International Aerospace Center being developed at the former Subang Airport.

Here in the Philippines, a 2,715-hectare Civil Aviation Complex is being developed at the Clark-Subic Economic Zone (CSEZ). The Clark International Airport Corp. announced last year two major locators at the Civil Aviation Complex. These were Kuwait Gulf and Link, which plans to build 125-hectare logistics park, and Singapore Airlines Engineering Co. (SIAEC), a joint venture between Singapore Airlines and Cebu Pacific ,which will locate a 10-hectare MRO facility at the DMIA that will complement existing operations at Singapore's Changi Airport.

"It's all about the country strength and weaknesses and how they are going to position the country to create that environment. There are opportunities in the Philippines. It all depends on how the government is going to attract the investors to set up the industries," Das said.

Since Asia Pacific region can never be an Original Equipment Manufacturer (OEM), it can be a big OEM integrators [that] could also tap the Philippines for Tier 1 or Tier 2 components or parts manufacturing. Manufacturing industries are definitely China and India. Singapore and Malaysia can drive the research and development in other high-tech jobs. The Philippines can probably continue MRO industries, pilot training schools or maybe create the general aviation potential for the other countries.

Other opportunities would also be presented by the massive airport development in China and India until 2020, which could generate design and build projects for Philippine contractors.

But Das noted the country's strongest suit remains with service-oriented segments of the aviation industry due to its skilled workforce and their English language proficiency.

Taken from Malaysia Airlines E&M Portal.

howwwzattt... a ballad of a troubled mind... part. III

When there’s no sunshine, the moon will no longer beaming nor shines... – Anonymous

FATHER AND SON:
Songwriter: Yusuf Islam aka Cat Stevens

It's not time to make a change,
Just relax, take it easy.
You're still young, that's your fault,
There's so much you have to know.
Find a girl, settle down,
If you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy.

I was once like you are now, and I know that it's not easy,
To be calm when you've found something going on.
But take your time, think a lot,
Why, think of everything you've got.
For you will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not.

How can I try to explain, when I do he turns away again.
It's always been the same, same old story.
From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen.
Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.

It's not time to make a change,
Just sit down, take it slowly.
You're still young, that's your fault,
There's so much you have to go through.
Find a girl, settle down,
if you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy.

All the times that I cried, keeping all the things I knew inside,
It's hard, but it's harder to ignore it.
If they were right, I'd agree, but it's them you know not me.
Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go...

howwwzattt... a ballad of a troubled mind part. II...

Again, he can’t sleep. 5 years ago he got the same problem, for more than 6 months he suffered sleepless nights. It affected him so much, depressed and feeling lonely at times when everybody else enjoying their beautiful slumbers.

He turned himself to what he thinks he knows best. Intoxicate himself just for that one sleep that he needs.

He wondered if the same problem still inside him, lurking beneath the many layers of emotion and feeling that he kept away from the world.

Someone did mention to him to start writing again. Write just about anything she said, just to keep your sanity at bay. For she knows that he will writes when something is troubling him, when he is down. He was troubled then and he is now.

He is doing it now; he felt the depression mounting on him. He’s been living in lies. For 15 years he lied to the world, for 15 years he lied to those that dear to him. He resented himself for that and prays silently for them to understand him. He had failed them.

Certain thought did cross his mind. Someday on a very fine morning he would just lay everything down and leave everything behind with a haversack fill with his personal belonging and a few fresh clothes, just leave and roam the world and be his own Revolving Jones...