4th Semester @ Shahrill’s Road To PhD : Passing The Comprehensive Written & Oral Exams, Acing “Advanced Qualitative Research Methodology” Exam & Presented Paper at First Communication Convention.

Alhamdulillah, I’ve passed the dreading PhD Comprehensive Exam (CE), which is one of the UPM requirements for PhD candidate to graduate!! According to the UPM rules, CE must be taken by the 5th semester; so, taking this CE in the 4th semester validates that I am still on the track. BUT of course, it was not bed of roses. I have to deliberate and juggle the time here and there to make it work – and now everything’s over, I am kinda relieved, for a while. It was quite mind-boggling as the CE comprises both Written and Oral parts. For the Written, the three supervisors will each give the PhD candidate a question with the sub-questions (Method, Theory and Rhetoric – since I am doing that!) and the PhD candidate needs to compile these answers into three separate booklets with pages no more than 10-15 pages. After corrections are made, the Oral session will be held where the candidate to be quizzed orally on their knowledge; more or less a precursor to viva.

To pass the Comprehensive Exam (CE) is a requirement for UPM PhD candidate.

According to UPM, there are basically 5 stages of requirements for the PhD candidates to undertake prior to graduation:-

1. The Proposal Defence;
2. Comprehensive Exam (Written & Oral);
3. Publish two articles in journals;
4. Produce the full thesis;
5. Presentation of the thesis (Viva).

So, I have passed both Proposal Defence (in my 3rd semester; REFER to https://undomiel84.wordpress.com/2017/12/16/my-ph-d-proposal-defense-an-unarmed-academic-duelling-battlefield-the-self-discovery-of-my-own-strength-the-power-of-mothers-doa/) and now the Comprehensive Exam (in my 4th semester). People may think that it was just ‘an exam’ but only the UPM PhD graduate understand the struggle that I’ve went through just to make it work – especially since I am doing PhD while working.

McCroskey’s “An Introduction to Rhetorical Communication” is my bible.

I have been discussing the possibility of doing my CE with my Supervisor since late March after my 2nd Committee Members’ Meeting (REFER to https://undomiel84.wordpress.com/2018/04/09/my-22ndd-research-committee-members-meeting-the-phd-research-diverged-rhetorical-criticism-focus-group-discussion-approach-goodbye-angelina-jolie-hello-dr-mahathir/) dated 29th March 2018. Nevertheless after the meeting, my supervisor asked me to produce a new proposal on Dr. Mahathir. He gave me two weeks to produce the proposal and after I’ve shown the proposal, he asked me to do pre-analysis on Dr. Mahathir’s speeches. So, that alone consumed probably 5 weeks and to make matter more complicated,  I was involved as the Election Clerk in my school on the 9th May; so that whole week was blocked out; and that was really tiring (REFER to https://undomiel84.wordpress.com/2018/05/15/malaysia-a-new-chaepter-the-historical-malaysian-14th-general-election-episode-1-fulfilling-duties-as-a-responsible-malaysian-postal-voting-the-voting-clerk/). In the mid of May, I met my supervisor again to negotiate the dates for my CE. He told me that I needed to assemble the three supervisors (my Committee Members) in one session for the 3rd Committee Members Meeting and only then, we could set the dates for my CE.

Juggling responsibility as Year 6 Class Teacher and teaching 2 core UPSR subjects (English & Science) while doing PhD is quite challenging. People may think being a primary school teacher is easy – in those days, maybe. But now, it’s all about TONNES of administrative/clerical documentations to be done. The two boys in the picture are my 6 Samudera pupils – Aiman (Malay) and Andry (Orang Asli). They are good kids; especially Andry- always come to my table when he sees I am so occupied with my PhD books – “Sir buat apa?” (What are you doing, Sir?).

So, I set the date for my 3rd Committee Members Meeting by asking my Supervisor’s PA and the other two supervisors. It was agreed that the meeting would be taking place on 6th of June 2018 at 10.00 a.m. Since it would be held on working day, I had to apply for Cuti Rehat Khas Guru (the 10 days per annum) from my Headmaster. My 2nd co-supervisor was doing a research abroad so she wouldn’t be there; therefore, the session would be attended by my Supervisor and my 1st  co-Supervisor. On the 5th of June 2018 (a day prior to the meeting), I called my 1st co-Supervisor to remind her about the meeting on the next day (6th of June). Nevertheless, she probably forgot about it or her PA didn’t tell her (because I also called her PA after she gave consent for 6th of June) – she told me she couldn’t make it and I had to find another date! It was impossible for me to rearrange the schedule as I had already applied for the school leave and slotted the date to focus on my PhD affair because during that time, I also had to mark my pupils’ Mid Year Examination papers (approximately 200 sets of question papers)! In the end, she said she would send the questions to my Supervisor – so, I proceeded the 3rd Committee Members’ Meeting with my Supervisor. It was agreed on that day that my Written CE would be taking place on 21st June 2018 and I would have to submit the 3 answer booklets on the 28th June 2018.

The Written CE questions by my supervisors. 

I had to cut short my Eid-Phuket trip with my family (REFER to https://undomiel84.wordpress.com/2018/06/21/thee-islamics-side-of-promiscuous-patong-a-monsoon-beach-life-discovering-the-malay-diaspora-phuket-thailand/) for the CE written exam. I flew back home on 20th June night and arrived at Fakulti Bahasa Moden dan Komunikasi, UPM at 9.00 a.m. on the 21st June 2018. My supervisor gave me the questions and I’ve to sign the acceptance letter. Like I said, the questions comprised of theory, method and rhetoric. The questions were tough and I have to say that I was confused but of course, I made the attempt to answer the questions. I was lucky because the school holiday was on 9th June-24th June and I could concentrate on my Written CE, for the first half of the 7 days. I submitted the answer booklets on the 28th June 2018 to my Main Supervisor and 1st co-Supervisor (an email to my 2nd co-supervisor).

One of my CE answers. 

It took around a month before I was called back on 19th July 2018 (after the PACA Convention at Sabah; refer to https://undomiel84.wordpress.com/2018/07/12/suunn-sea-studyyy-sabahhh-my-virgin-communication-convention-12th-biennial-convention-of-paca-2018-universiti-malaysia-sabah-ums-the-spontaneous-island-experience-manukan-island/) . I thought it was going to be my Oral CE examination – so, I’ve requested Cuti Rehat Khas from my Headmaster to prepare for the session at 2.30 p.m. Turned out that it was a session catered to discuss the correction for my Written CE. I was given another 7 working days to submit the 3 answer booklets. So happened that my 1st co-Supervisor couldn’t make it on that day and had asked me to meet her personally at the office at 10.00 a.m. on the next day. Initially I thought of texting my 1st co-Supervisor to negotiate the time because I would have to WORK on the next day – but I thought that perhaps, her schedule must have conflicted and furthermore, I should not waste anymore time as the due date for Comprehensive Exam was approaching. So, with the THICK SKIN and awkwardness CAST ASIDE, I requested for another Cuti Rehat Khas via WhatsApps (which was informal!) from my Headmaster. I knew that my Headmaster was a bit hesitant but he gave me permission – NONETHELESS, it was I who felt emotional because I had to take another day off, leaving my gullible UPSR pupils as I thought leaving the school for merely ONE DAY on the 19th July would be sufficient – but no, I had to take ANOTHER DAY OFF. Sigh. Anyway, on the next day 20th July 2018, I went to see my 1st co-supervisor at her office at 10.00 a.m. and she explained my weaknesses that needed to be corrected.

Health deteriorated. This was a #TrueStory. The struggle is real. The thing that no one out there realized. 

I submitted the correction of my CE answer booklets on the 26th July 2018 and 27th July 2018. Finally, my Oral CE session was decided on the 30th July 2018 at 2.30 p.m. at the faculty. Honestly, I was GRILLED by my supervisors and I am quite disheartened by my lack of confidence. Some of the questions/ remarks were :-

• Which process of reasoning did you use in the research? Deductive or inductive? Why? Can we use both approaches in the same analysis?;
• You don’t have to create two separate codebooks although you are attempting to study Dr. Mahathir’s speeches during and after his premiership;
• How sure are you that your criticism is rhetorical criticism and NOT rhetorical analysis?
• How do you mitigate bias in rhetorical criticism?
• Personally, would you suggest any rhetorician to apply Holsti’s Intercoder Reliabity formula?
• Can you name the Greek traditions that conceptualized rhetoric? How rhetoric was born in the Greek ages?
• Just name one MUST-READ rhetorical journal; a “bible” in your rhetorical criticism;
• Name other rhetorical criticism approach which you have encountered in your research, apart from the classic neo-Aristotelian.
• Why did you choose Mahathir as your artifact? Support your answers with legible citations. 

The feedback from my 1st co-supervisor which I must pay heed. Actually I really appreciate her feedback because these are so on-points and at this PhD level, academic writing is not simply a “sophisticated cut and paste” but to synthesize from the various research findings! I’ve got so many things to improve.

The session went for an hour 30 minutes. I wasn’t confident and hesitated in my answers. That was because my knowledge was still far beneath and I was intimidated by the presence of these three “heavyweights”. Nevertheless, that was the reality. I HAVE to face this and would be forced to sing the same song again during the dreading viva, no? I was frustrated with myself that I did not perform well in the oral – I felt that I disappointed my supervisors; I wanted to impress them with my polished answers but it seemed like I am still way beneath from the expected level. Their remarks and comments were very on-points, meant to improve my research and I appreciate that immensely. My supervisors suggested that I should do the annotated bibliography and peruse the pros-and-cons between other approaches used in comparison to the classic neo-Aristotelian – and I am to present that to them in the upcoming session. I have to say that I was feeling VERY DISAPPOINTED with myself after the oral session – I’ve got a lot to improve (my methodology and my Q&A demeanour in oral session). 

Hectic 4th semester but I managed to get an “A” for my Advanced Qualitative Exam! Alhamdulillah!

So you could imagine how ecstatic I was to find that I have PASSED the Comprehensive Exam!! I guess that my Written Exam compensated the flaws of my Oral Exam. And my supervisors actually wanted me to excel – I know that they want me to excel by pushing the envelope. I have this yearning that I badly want to get their approvals (which is a normal syndrome experienced by all PhD candidates, trust me!) and there is just no other way than to work harder than ever!

The result from the SGS Portal. Alhamdulillah! After all the thorns. Thanks to my three supervisors!

On whole, this 4th semester was very hectic (February 2018-June 2018). I have :-

• Nailed an “A” for my Advanced Qualitative Research Methodology exam;
• Attended my first Communication Convention at UMS, Sabah; and
• I passed my Comprehensive Exam!!!!

All these were juggled in the middle of the chaotic year being Year 6 class teacher AND teaching two UPSR subjects namely Science and English! I have to say that I am quite in awed (and grateful, Alhamdulillah!) that I survived this semester. But I’ve got so much to learn and to read on Rhetoric. Hopefully if I were to have the chance to wear the PhD regalia one day and read this, I would be smiling and gush on the challenges I have faced throughout this PhD journey. Amin.

It wasn’t easy but yes, Alhamdulillah!

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The Homecoming Tale of A Malay Seafarer : From Kampung to Liverpool @ “Pulang”, The Movie Review.

Yesterday, I watched the much-anticipated Malay movie “Pulang” (Homecoming) at TGV Cinema KLCC after I did my jog at Taman Tasik Titiwangsa. Knowing Kabir Bhatia’s previous works such as “Kekasihku Seru” (about the practice of having demonic guardian among the Malays) and “Nur Kasih” (an Islamic religio-romantic story), I was curious with the outcome of the film. The trailer, of course was enchanting, but what about the whole film?

The film poster.

The film was about a Kampung Malay guy named Othman who was an angler at Serkam, Melaka. He married a lady named Che’ Tom and had a son when Japan occupied Malaya. Othman “came back from the dead” twice, slithering his way out from the odd, impossible situations and Che’ Tom never thought Othman would leave him again – until, Othman saw the potential of lucrative future in becoming as a sailor of British ships. Determined to provide a better future for his wife and son, Othman sailed on Swyre around the world. Being the only Malay Muslim proved to be difficult in terms of dietary as most of the sailors and cooks were Chinese and their favourite were of course, pork. Othman befriended a Chinese, Lum as he saved Lum’s life from the Japanese atrocity. Lum was the one who provided him with the vegetarian meals, etc. When the act was discovered by the main chef of the ship, Lum was dismissed and Othman was left alone to survive on the ship. He refrained from consuming the pork and had to eat the mouldy bread in order to sustain his strength. Many months and moons passed and Che’ Tom was desperate for her husband. She raised money and set for Hong Kong alone as Hong Kong was the last known harbour stop for Othman. Nevertheless, it was in vain. Othman was never be found and Che Tom nearly duped as prostitute. From then on, Che Tom decided it was best to forget Othman’s existence although she still longed for him.

Life of an angler turned into a sailor around the world.

I will not elaborate the whole plot of the film (don’t worry) but all I could say is it was a movie to be proud of. Sure, the first hour of the film was SOPORIFIC – with all the lovey-dovey dialogues ala TV3’s Malay telenovela, I couldn’t help but yawned several time and I was thinking – “I’ve wasted my money on this”. But, the dynamic of the film evolved as Othman began his journey outside of Malaya. I couldn’t help but feeling awed with the strength of the character, portrayed by Remy Ishak. Physically, Remy suits to be this Kampung Boy as he possess that “good-old-farm-boy routines and facades” but what about his acting? I have to say that his portrayal was immense. You could see the maturity and intensity Remy put for the character Othman. You can’t help but feeling empathy and sympathize the character. The cinematography of the film was undeniably breathtaking. Kabir Bhatia as usual managed to capture the beauty of virgin Malaya and colourful lives of Kampung.

Powerful performance by Remy Ishak. However, I found that the newcomer Puteri Aishah was “too beautiful” as Che’ Tom. Not bad but didn’t exude memorable scene, for me.

This film was an inspiration from a true story. The protagonist Othman was apparently Datuk Ahmad Izham Omar’s grandfather who left Malaya and died in Liverpool, United Kingdom. I remember reading one of Kak Zaharah’s stories (Zaharah Othman is our Malaysian London-based journalist who has been playing pivotal role in tracing the cemeteries of our Malay forefathers in United Kingdom and contributed to the research for this movie! Thumbs up, Kak Zah!). I guess that by having prior knowledge about the real existence of our Malay forefathers in United Kingdom triggered the overwhelming melancholy feeling. While watching Remy Ishak portraying the agony of Othman, I couldn’t help empathizing our real-life Malay sailors who ventured out from Malaya and now residing in United Kingdom, forming the little Malay diaspora enclave away from Motherland. Did they also experienced the hardship faced by Othman? I wish one day if I have the chance to revisit London for the third time, I want to visit the cemeteries. Perhaps this time, on my own; doing my solo trip to London. That is my wishlist.

Datuk Ahmad Izham Omar and Kak Zaharah! The superpowers behind the film “Pulang”.

On whole, the film started as quite dull and boring but the second half proved to be very engaging and heart-wrenching. The scene where Othman nearly drowned in the ship reminded me of “Titanic” while the scene where Japanese bombed Melaka somehow was a “Leftenan Adnan” reminiscence. The film wasn’t perfect but as a Malaysian, it is somehow a pride to see such masterpiece produced and I have to say that this film heightens my “Malayness” – it makes me ever so proud to be a Malay and meaning of strength in order to survive the odds. Inalillah to our demised forefathers. Remember that Henry the Black or Panglima Awang (Magellan’s Malay aide/slave who continued the mission to circumnavigate the Earth after his demise)? Now these Malay sailors are just like Panglima Awang; our unsung heroes. 

I found this book excerpt written by Dr. Bunnell entitled “From World City to the World in One City : Liverpool Through Malay Lives”, chronicling the story of Othman Haji Alias @ Ohtman Laji; who happened to be Ahmad Izham Omar’s grandfather and the inspiration for this movie “Pulang”. It’s amazing. I love history. It reminds me of the struggles of my Malay forefathers. I have high respect for them. 

The film trailer.

Sun, Sea & Study @ Sabah : My Virgin Communication Convention @ 12th Biennial Convention of PACA 2018, Universiti Malaysia Sabah (UMS) & The Spontaneous Island Experience @ Manukan Island!

So, it is official that I already had my virgin experience (pun intended!) participating an academic discourse – the 12th Biennial Convention of the Pacific & Asian Communication Association (PACA) 2018. I flew with the delayed-for-nearly-3 hours Air Asia on Tuesday night dated 3rd July 2018 as the registration and the first day of PACA was slated to be on the morning of 4th July 2018. For all of these, I have applied the Cuti Kursus Sambilan which is slated for government civilians who do part-time studying.

My tag as the presenter! And my supervisor, Prof Dr. Abdul Muati @ Zamri who also happened to be the president for Pacific & Asian Communication Association (PACA). Well, he surely didn’t tell me about this. Haha!

I managed to listen to the keynote speakers namely, Prof. Dr. Seon Gi-Baek from Korea and Prof. Datuk Dr. Ahmad Murad Merican from USM on the first day at 4th July. Both presented interesting perspective – Prof Seon presented a study on the Hallyue (Korean Waves) phenomenon whereas Prof Merican fathomed the genealogical dimension of decolonizing communication paradigms! I have to say that although at certain parts, the session became dry and soporific – the contents were really interesting and as both pop-cultured enthusiast (but I am not a K-pop fan. though!) and historical fanatic; both keynote speeches were very stimulating to my interest, I say.

Prof Seon Gi-Baek elaborated on the Korean Wave phenomenon (Hallyue). I am always interested with pop culture although I am not a K-Pop fan. I wonder if Malaysian communication academicians too, embrace this niche of academic study?

Prof Dr. Ahmad Murad Merican delivering his keynote speech on decolonizing the communication paradigm. I enjoyed his speech as it revolved on history and I am a historical aficionado. But of course, his ideas were somewhat quite ironic with communication academicians and practitioners but like Dr. Siti Zobidah said – “it’s all about celebrating the beauty of academic differences.” 

We had the Welcoming Dinner at The Klagan Regency which was merely a stone-throw away from my Tune Hotel lodging (hahaha!) and it was nice to have a layback session with my fellow lecturers. Thanks to the UMS Faculty of Humanities, Arts and Heritage for giving us extraordinary insight on the cultural performances by the students. I was enthralled to witness the “Daling-Daling” dance which is apparently a Mindanaoan dance and fascinated to know that the background song was sung in an audible Malay Language – an apparent testimony that the Malay diaspora is legit; not merely confined within the Peninsular and East Malaysia but also to the Southern Thailand region (as per my previous Phuket blog at https://undomiel84.wordpress.com/2018/06/21/thee-islamics-side-of-promiscuous-patong-a-monsoon-beach-life-discovering-the-malay-diaspora-phuket-thailand/) and also Southern Philippines – probably a remnant of the Sulu Sultanate glorious days!

With my Supervisor. He is such a cool person and exudes charisma. He never use any sort of “belittling approach” but he let me explore the world of rhetoric. He is cool.

With Dr. Akmar and Dr. Moniza. I appreciated their mentoring throughout this PACA 2018. It was nice getting insights from these two humble lecturers. I guess they understood the plights of a student as they were once students, as well. As a teacher myself, I understand that there has to be a barrier between student and teacher but when a teacher shows empathy and or an effortless, nonchalant but earnest mentoring to a student who is still crawling in the dark basking for a beacon in the tunnel – a student would always remember that and respect the teacher and see the teacher through a very special lens from the heart. Thanks to both of you!

My session was on the 2nd day dated 5th July 2018 at 2-3.30 p.m. Haha, there was a funny story behind this virgin paper presentation. Initially I had this naive thought that by sending papers to the conference of particularly this PACA Convention, I would already secured a guaranteed place for paper publication which happens to be one of the  UPM PhD graduation requirements! So, being a naive, late-bloomer and klutzy PhD candidate, I nonchalantly sent THREE abstracts to PACA 2018, namely :-

• A Rhetorical Criticism of Angelina Jolie’s Selected Speeches on the Rights of Refugees;
• A Rhetorical Perspective on Islamic Speeches Among the Abrahamic Religions in Malaysia; and
• Understanding the Meaning of Goodwill in Mahathir Mohamad’s Malay Rights Speeches during and after his premiership.

Oopsie! Hahahaha! Technical glitches, folks!

Among of all three abstracts, I would say I was mostly prepared for the Angelina Jolie’s paper due to the fact that it used to be my thesis project (before the decision to shift the artifact from Jolie to Che’ Det!) but not the other two. It didn’t occur to my mind that having three papers to be presented in an academic convention (a virgin experience, no less!) was quite far-fetched – until I saw the list of programme tentative sent by the PACA Secretariat via email and the titles of my three papers were aligned consecutively back-to-back within one session! And so happened that then, I bumped into Dr. Akmar at the faculty and asked her opinion on that and she suggested that if I wasn’t ready to present all three papers, I could call the PACA Secretariat to assuage the situation. So to cut the story short, I called the Secretariat and decided that I would present only one paper which happened to be the Jolie’s paper.

Both speakers were already established academicians! Eeeek! But it was a great experience.

Courtesy of one of the Philippines delegates. Thanks to Miss Lola Quindoza for this picture. Hehehe.

I have to say that it was wise to present only one paper as it was after all, my virgin experience attending and presenting in an academic discourse and prior to that, I had the least idea of what to expect or to do in such programme. Anyway, my session was held at the Magunatip Studio and was led by Associate Prof Dr. Hamisah Hasan and there were only three presenters in my session (including myself):-

• Dr. Bahtiar Mohamed from Universiti Utara Malaysia on “Determinants of Community Involvement : An Empirical Explanation”;
• Associate Professor Dr. John Hayrold Coronel Malonzo from Polytechnic University of the Philippines on “The Historical Delineation of the Socio-Political Violation and Its Influences to the Fictional Communicative Discourses.”

Honestly, I was feeling a bit intimidated as the other presenters were already established academicians whereas I was just a PhD candidate. But then again that is all about the learning curve, no? And all academicians would have to start from a humble beginning, no? So as I was presenting my Angelina Jolie paper nonchalantly, suddenly Prof Seon Gi-Baek who happened to be one of the keynote speakers entered the room! Darn! Haha!

With Prof Seon Gi-Baek from Korea. Thanks for the feedback, Prof. I am taking notes on them.

I elaborated my analysis based on The Classical Theory of Rhetoric on the Canon of Invention where I touched on:-

• Topoi (topics) selection based on McCroskey’s The Aristotelian Topoi of Good and Evil;
• The three rhetorical devices – Logos, Pathos and Ethos

;- and on the Canon of Organization where I analyzed Jolie’s speeches arrangement based on:-

• Monroe’s Motivated Sequence

I have to say that my slides were quite a lot – well, you know being a virgin presenter, you had the tendency to squeeze EVERYTHING in the presentation! Anyway, I thought that my presentation was dry (and soporific! Haha!) and I saw Prof Seon was closing his eyes – perhaps he was sleepy after listening to my virgin presentation. Haha! But I was quite astonished when he posed questions on my presentation – which clearly showed that he did pay attention. Well, he is a Professor, isn’t he? Prof Seon asked :-

“Why did I chose the Neo-Aristotelian which is the classical approach for rhetorical criticism? Why not the newer contemporary approach as the former is considered to be outdated?”

Perhaps it was because of my first experience participating in an academic discourse involving international academicians that I’ve forgotten the necessity to “tailor the words”; so being an earnest novice, I replied that it was because that this classical approach is the most popular approach and according to Sonja Foss, Neo-Aristotelian is used by many aspiring rhetoricians as it is easy to be understood and able to yield comprehensive evaluation. Furthermore as a PhD candidate, I would have abundant of academic resources as references since there are a lot of rhetorical criticisms using Neo-Aristotelian approach.

With the Philippines’ delegates and Dr. Akmar at the front of faculty. 

Prof Seon suggested that I should perhaps want to consider adopting the newer contemporary approach; I replied that I would consider other approaches such as  Burke’s Identification or Fantasy Theme approach which is based on Symbolic Convergence Theory. In the vein of that, Dr. Hamisah quipped that as a PhD student, I should not reply that the reason of choosing Neo-Aristotelian was just because it was “easy” – I would want to exude the idea that as a PhD student, I have exhausted all methods that are possibly suitable for my research and NOT BECAUSE it is EASY. I took note of that constructive comment and that should be a learning process for me on how to respond in an academic discourse. Anyway right after the session, I asked Prof Seon a few questions and we reached consensus on few points. Thanks, Prof Seon!

It is also interesting to hear the presentation from Philippines as Dr. John Hayrold discussed about literary criticism – which somehow more or less comes from the same root as per rhetorical criticism. The difference between both is that literary criticism is all about understanding WHAT ARE THE TEXTS WRITTEN whereas rhetorical criticism is about HOW THE TEXTS ARE WRITTEN although the commonality point for both is that both study texts per se. It was great and refreshing insight. On the other hand, Dr. Bahtiar presented a quantitative approach and it was interesting that he brought up the matter of epistemological differences between quantitative and qualitative in the discussion session. Of course like any other positivist researchers, Dr Bahtiar admitted that he found it hard to digest the qualitative studies of which both Dr. Hayrold and I presented and was asking about the validity, significance and contribution of our studies to the world. I didn’t respond to that as I felt that this was my virgin session so might as well just observe the heavyweights antics – Dr. Hayrold, of course presented his defense.

Beautiful UMS Mosque. Had the opportunity to perform my Friday prayer here.

One thing I have learned from attending PACA 2018 is that as a researcher and academician, you must not let emotional or sensitivity “feeling” to dominate you. Feedback and critical responses are essential to improve our studies and not to belittling us on personal level. Of course our studies are our babies – we nurture and we paid attention to them and we got a little bit ‘taken aback’ when a stranger comes and say – “Hey, your baby is fugly!” (Hahaha!). But then, this is academic world – you can defend your baby by justifying the strength of your baby to refute the accusation BUT it’s all in the name of to enrich the body of knowledge. I think I will be writing more on the epistemological differences in my blog, if I have time. Haha! And like what Dr. Siti Zobidah said when I asked her why is it that scholars always pit against each other’s epistemological perspectives (positivist Vs post-positivist) – “That is the beauty of academic world. We accept different opinions for the enrichment of the knowledge”.

With the entourage of my lecturers, Dr. Moniza’s fiance and mother. It was a great, casual occasion. Prof Salleh and his wife also were very humble. And I like Dr. Siti Zobidah’s style as well – nonchalant, low-profile but very sharp. I didn’t have the opportunity to take her class during my Master’s Degree. Apparently she originally hails from Batang Kali! 

Anyway, done with PACA 2018. On Friday afternoon, I took GRAB car (Haha!) to Dr. Moniza’s house at Kampung Tanjung Aru Lama for her Aidilfitri Open House. It was nice hanging out and getting to know the lecturers on the personal basis. They were really genuine and humble people and I loved hearing their advises and stories on the reality of Malaysian academic world. Plus, Dr. Moniza’s mom was so cool! She used to be a teacher and quite a gungho lady (Hahaha!). She was just a straight-talking kinda person and loved to crack jokes. Along with Dr. Moniza’s aunts, it was entertaining to hear the stories until Maghrib! Hahahaha! Apart from Dr. Moniza, I am also grateful and touched by Dr. Akmar’s mentoring throughout PACA 2018. I appreciated her patience and humility as a lecturer to spend time answering my trivial questions and shenanigan. You know, that kind of extra-touch is the one that students would always remember and treasure, especially for students who are still crawling in the dark waiting for beacons to light up the tunnel. Thank you so much Dr. Akmar – may ALLAH SWT bless you.

This Durian-cheese (tart? custard?) cake was the BEST!!!!!! Gosh, writing about this is making my mouth water – simply by reminiscing the delicious authentic Durian flavour melt under my tongue. Precious! Thanks to Dr. Moniza’s gutsy-and-friendly mother! Haha!

With Dr. Moniza’s mother and aunties! They were fun lot. Sabahan elder ladies were full of stories! Love them! Haha!

On Saturday, I hanged out with Efy (Efesius Abu Constantine), my USM amigo and one-third of Doncha Club (Hahaha!). Now that he is teaching at SK Stella Maris, Kota Kinabalu after 6 years in the rural Tongod – I guess he is adjusting with his new life as an urban teacher although he is a city boy from KK! Efy is always a great host (unlike me! Haha!) and we spontaneously decided to have a peekaboo on the islands circa Kota Kinabalu. We went to Jesselton Point and decided to go to Manukan Island which cost RM30 per person per ride. The journey took us circa 20 minutes as it went to Sapi Island and then proceeded to Manukan Island. The sea was blue and people were swimming joyfully. Had lunch at a Malay stall on the island and like usual, we just savoured the surrounding chit-chatting and taking pictures. It was a spontaneous, low-key trip.

The historical Jesselton Point. Jesselton was Kota Kinabalu’s old, colonial name.

Feigning as a tourist. Coconut, anyone? Tropical ambiance. Haha!

The pier/jetty.

To Manukan Island! Quite a bumpy ride, though.

Nice turquoise-kinda sea. Malaysia has beautiful islands, indeed. This makes me wants to explore other islands in Malaysia! #Wishlists are Perhentian Island & Mabul Island!

Beautiful luxurious chalet. I wish one day to return and spend night here in Manukan Island. Hehe. (,”)

There was even a marine education center at Manukan Island! Kudos to the Sabahan government for this. Educating the tourists. Unfortunately it was closed when I was there. 

Sunday on 8th July 2018. My last day at Kota Kinabalu after spending approximately 6 days at the beautiful capital of Sabah. I checked out from Tune Hotel and waited for Efy. We had lunch at Koki Bandung Nasi Ayam Penyet – which happened to be the place I went on my first visit to Sabah in 2016 (REFER to https://undomiel84.wordpress.com/2016/12/20/mmy-spontttaneous-virgin-borneo-adventure-sabah-the-land-of-beautiful-nature-beautiful-people/). And then we went to Kota Kinabalu City Mosque (I have that affinity towards mosque. It’s the #ShahrillsJejakMasjid! Haha!) and then just hang around Servay Hypermart Likas as Efy wanted to scout some working attires (and I grabbed two! Hahaha! Kachings!) and then had teh tarik at a Mamak Restaurant (Amin Maju, I think?!) before heading towards Kota Kinabalu Airport.

Koki Bandung Nasi Ayam Penyet at Kota Kinabalu. Where else but Alamesra? Haha!

My second time visiting The Kota Kinabalu Mosque, Likas. I love the spacious and airy architecture.

Serenity.

Although the boarding time is 9.00 p.m. but I thought of arriving early to settle all the baggage red tapes, etc. Apparently I have to pay RM70 as my baggage exceeded the 15 kg weight (1 kg was charged for RM35)!! Arghhh! Should have picked 20 kg instead! Anyway, while waiting for the departure time, I had opportunity to have coffee with a friend Judah Iskandariah who happened to be in Kota Kinabalu as he studies part time there while working in Lawas. It was a brief tete-a-tete but a relaxing conversation. Boarded the plane at 9.55 p.m. and arrived at KLIA2 circa 12.30 a.m. I missed the ERL  due to baggage claim so I had to call Kakak who borrowed my car – to come to KLIA2. We arrived at Precint 14, Putrajaya at 2.30 a.m. and I met Mak who is here to take care of my nephews – and then drove all the way to Batang Kali and arrived at 4.00 a.m. I have to say that I WAS FEELING VERY SLEEPY AND DIZZY as I then had to wake up at 6.00 a.m. to go to school – to WORK!

#OOTD mood at Servay Hypermart, Likas. Well, not that bad. I love the colours. I bought the peach and the black. There went another kachings! Haha!

Had a brief kupi-kupi session with Judah Iskandariah here in WHSmith at the Kota Kinabalu Airport. Everything was in hurry but was touched that he came all the way to the airport for this. 

On whole, it was a great moment for me to relax and gained knowledge as well as bonding with friends. Unfortunately I had to use my own money for this. If only I were under scholarship and all my academic discourse expenses were  sponsored, no? Then again, it is just my unlucky moment that I am pursuing study in the era where Malaysian economy was not as fruitful as the 90s where scholarships were given to those who aspired to further studies. Well, I guess by using my own money would make me more alert that I MUST STUDY HARD because the money siphoned are all hard-earned, no? Haha.

Shots via Efy’s Vivo 9. Well, well, well. It’s all about the Bokeh function. For once, I feel like Siti Nurhaliza. Hahahaha!

The Islamic Side of Promiscuous Patong : A Monsoon Beach Life & Discovering The Malay Diaspora @ Phuket, Thailand.

Asean offers a lot of adventures and new places. I admit that I used to have that “colonized mindsets” that to explore the world was to venture out the Caucasian-dominated countries – Europe, Australasia, etc. But last year’s experience to Vietnam (REFER to https://undomiel84.wordpress.com/2017/07/06/my-vietnam-eid-experience-ho-chi-minh-the-asean-halal-tourism-the-grandeur-of-french-indochina-architecture-the-american-conquest-of-miss-saigon/) had changed my perspective and I now know that each country has its own gems to be savoured and appreciated. Anyway, it was actually an eleventh hour plan. My sister and I had that mutual consensus circa on the 24th Ramadhan and it was agreed that we would be flying off to Phuket, Thailand of the 4th Eid of Syawal (18th June 2018).

The Andaman Sea tidal was so ferocious! I have never seen wave like that!

I flew solo via Air Asia while Kakak flew with both my nephews via Malindo Air. Abang Zam, my brother-in-law, however, would fly over to Phuket on the day after via Air Asia due to some professional errands. I arrived earlier at Phuket International Airport as at 7.05 a.m. and waited half an hour for my sister and nephews. We then negotiated with the car dealers at the airport and decided to take a Toyota Vios from ASAP (REFER to the website at https://www.asapcarrent.com/en) for 3, 354.45 Bahts throughout 3 days. By using Waze/Google Maps, we drove all the way from Phuket Airport which is situated at the north side of the island to Patong Beach, situated at the west side of the island. The journey took around 2 hours, given the nature of weather and traffic.

Look at them. So brave! Hahahah! Very nonchalant and couldn’t care less about the waves. Eeeks!

We explored Patong Beach as we arrived early at the area and our hotel check-in time was at 2 p.m. It was so intimidating and eerie seeing the ferocious wave of the Andaman Sea crushing the beach but you could see that some tourists were nonchalant by that – they kept swimming and to the extend of going towards the middle parts of the ocean! Perhaps, they were good swimmers? Anyway, it was also ethereal to experience that kind of atmopshere – and I had that spontaneous empathic feeling, wondering what must have been like to be trapped in an area when the deadly 2004 tsunami hit the shore of Phuket? Nauzubillah.

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Our budget hotel, The Capitano Beach Hotel. Do check it out, folks! My sister is good with this. 

The cafe. But there is no service at night. And my room with Rifqi.

As it is now a monsoon season, rain and strong current of the ocean are already expected (so, island-hopping was definitely a no-no). We got the shock of our life when we saw the tidal became too ferocious and the splash could be seen at the terrace brink of the beach! Haha! Our lodging, Capitano Hotel was a budget hotel with Grecian influence. You could see the vivid Greek flag colours – blue and white dominated the interior hues of the hotel. Rifqi and I were in a room with 2 single beds (as I would be going back two days earlier than them due to my UPM’s Comprehensive Exam) while Kakak and Raess were in a bigger room with two Queen beds. The hotel was cozy with cute balconies to hangout. We just spend our first day being the lazy sloths as we were so tired.

 

Kusuma Seafood Alley Restaurant. A Halal-certified place. It has only small kitchen but the service was rather swift.

Nevertheless we had another experiences when the hotel suddenly experienced electricity glitch! Everything was pitch black and we could hear the wind was howling like crazy outside! When I looked outside, I saw leaves of the coconut trees blown by the monsoon wind, and I have to admit that in my heart I was praying – “Ya ALLAH, please don’t let it be another tsunami!” We couldn’t use the tab or taking bath as perhaps the water refilling was electrically-controlled by the machinery? Anyway, it was solved around 40 minutes although we actually experience two times of these electrical fiasco (my sister was thinking of moving to another hotel!). That night, we went to a Halal stall named Kusuma which was a mere stone-throw away from our hotel. It is amazing to converse accented-Malay with the owner and savouring the same familiar Thai delicacies just like back in Malaysia. I guess this was an eye-opening experience for me on the breadth of our global Malay diaspora population (all this while, I only watched these in TV documentaries or read but this time, I witnessed this myself). 

Patong Mosque, Masjid Nurul Islam.

 

The exterior design, the minbar and the staircase leading up to the prayer hall. All for #ShahrillsJejakMasjid craze.

The ablution section and the interior design of the dome.

On the 2nd day, which was on 19th June; Kakak fell ill. Her stomach was feeling very uneasy and she became lethargic, pale and nauseous. Since she is the leader of the pack and I couldn’t drive a Vios (would learn this later on using my mom’s Vios!), our mobility was almost crippled. So, I thought of just walking to the Patong Mosque as I estimated that it wouldn’t be that far (saw the building in the car on our first day). So, Rifqi and I walked; by relying on the public WIFI which occasionally disappeared! We were walking for 40 minutes and it was raining heavily – and I realized we were actually walking to the opposite direction away from the mosque! Haha! So, Rifqi and I practically ran under the rain and took a shelter at a shopping mall called Jungceylon. It was a memorable experience, though, bonding with my nephew. Haha! We finally arrived at the mosque via the car as Kakak managed to pull strength to drive – since a Halal restaurant was nearby the mosque. It was nice seeing the Islamic element though you are far away from Malaysia. The feeling of unison was eminent.

Enchanting architecture, isn’t it? The beauty of Siam.

Can’t help but felt as if you are in the film “Anna And The King” or “The King and I”. Haha!

We went to visit The Chalong Temple Park to see the Siamese magnificent revered architectures. I instantaneously had that “The King and I” moment where Anna Leonowenns, the British governess who came to Siam to teach King Mongkut’s many children – in my mind! Haha! It was another ethereal experience. By the time we got back, it was already 7.40 p.m. and Kakak became more ill as we had to face congested traffic and rainy weather. I had to bring Rifqi to Kusuma to buy foods for them while Abang Zam who was scheduled to arrive at Phuket circa 9.40 p.m. would have to travel alone via mini taxi to Patong Beach as Kakak couldn’t muster any strength to drive anymore. Around 10.45 p.m., Abang Zam arrived at our lodging.

The alley where promiscuity at its paramount moment. Not suitable for kids, please!

The sin city and its famous transportation.

Since that would be my last night at Phuket, I thought of exploring the nightlife – not for any promiscuous activity but to observe the commotion. I went out alone to explore the Patong Beach boulevard and alleys and it took me around 45 sweaty minutes. I could see prostitutes and ladyboys coaxing horny blokes (mostly Arabs! Haha!) and some table dancers with skimpy clothes. Hooters waitresses also were wearing their “official costumes” to serve the people. Now, seeing these sex workers doing their own bidding to keep breads on the tables make me ponder. We, the “holier” people always see them as filthy or dirty. But the truth? We are worse – only that we do not parade our wrongdoings so vividly in the public. We move behind the curtains in discreet. This reminds me of A. Samad Said’s “Salina” and the Broadway’s “Miss Saigon”. Truthfully, there’s always an untold, deep story behind every sex worker – as to why they chose that and what prompted them. And we are not holier than them. We SHOULD REMEMBER that, no?

The scenes at Patong Beach, Phuket Island. Is that the Phuket’s version of David Hasselhoff in Baywatch? Haha! Go, lifeguard!

Black is the epitome colour to hide your figure. You can become skinny if you wear black. If you are a scrawny addict who think having bony 52kg and lower weightage is attractive, just wear black all the time! Hahahah! But not for me, I don’t wanna balloon up but I also don’t feel my old weight of 52 kg is attractive. Nay.

On my last day 20th June 2018, the weather was still rainy and Kakak was still bedridden and threw up couple of times. Possibly food poisoning? To kill time, I explored Patong beach with Rifqi and we played chess and hanged out at the beach together. I explained to him about the 2004 Phuket tsunami and showed him the video as we witnessed the dark clouds and ferocious wave of Andaman Sea. During lunch time, Abang Zam drove the car to the Halal resturant, Saveena (situated opposite the Patong Mosque) and around 6 p.m, we made way to the airport. By right Kakak was thinking of bringing me to the Tiger Kingdom but the plan didn’t materialize as she was feeling very weary. It was raining heavily with congested traffic. Initially Kakak was stubborn to drive but she couldn’t go any further and stopped at Patong Seaview Point and finally let Abang Zam drove. Finally after 2 hours and a half, we arrived at the airport. They had to rush back to Patong once they dropped me. I was touched seeing them weathering the traffic and all to send me.

Do visit this Saveena Halal Restaurant. Just opposite the Mosque!

The Air Asia flight was delayed and I only got to fly circa 11.00 p.m. I arrived at KLIA2 around 1.30 a.m. and Putrajaya circa 3.00 a.m. So, I already collected my Comprehensive Exam questions (will be writing about it later on!) at my supervisor’s office at 9 a.m. On whole, I am looking forward to have another vacation in Thailand. Khap Khun Krap.

Beautiful Patong Beach lookout Point. Goodbye, Phuket. Maybe I’ll be back!

An Eid reward for myself – a Tommy Hilfiger. To give my body that nice smell. Miaow. Haha!

Malaysia, A New Chapter @ The Historical Malaysian 14th General Election (Episode 5) : The Unexpected Malay Tsunami – Mahathir Vs Najib!

The 13th Malaysian general election held in 2013 was dubbed as the “Chinese Tsunami” as it was reported that the the towns with predominant Chinese populations had voted for the Opposition. The then-Prime Minister, Datuk Seri Najib Razak could not confine his frustration and blatantly “questioning the loyalty of the Malaysian Chinese” due to this avalanche of antagonistic support for Barisan Nasional.

I have predicted there would be Malay Tsunami prior to the 14th General Election. And I’ve written an “opinion letter” to the The Star and News Straits Times but of course they did not publish the letter; maybe because I was sounding quite amateurish and I don’t hold any Doctorate in my name to boast – and to add to the fact that I was writing not in favour of Barisan Nasional; also could be one the reasons. Sigh. Haha.

It was unexpected and nobody saw this coming. The 14th Malaysian general election witnessed drastic change in the pattern of the Malay voters. UMNO with its staunch Malay supporters has never been defeated due to its historical origin and the principle to uphold the Malay Supremacy.

But for the last 3 years, it was so apparent that UMNO under the reign of Datuk Seri Najib Razak was filled with discrepancies and abused by the people in the organization. Questionable amount of money siphoned into UMNO and the avid followers gained profits without contributing anything much to the society other than being the “thugs and servants” of the UMNO leaders. You could see those who were active in UMNO by “kissing the asses of the UMNO leaders” were boasting off their political influences and parading lavish lifestyles to the society. You didn’t have to be such a high flyer in the brain department – all you have to do was to be one of the UMNO leaders’ entourage members and “do what they want you to do”, you are meant to have a lavish lifestyle! And THAT really annoyed the plain Rakyat. We don’t hate UMNO but we hate the “langau” (termites/vermin) who have been abusing the power within, including their ass-kissing followers!

Said the very rude Nazri Aziz. Rakyat kept wondering why the then-Prime Minister Najib Razak never bothered to reprimand this kind of Minister. 

The Rakyat was suffocated. We didn’t know where to turn to. As for the Malays who were being kept bombarded with the sentiment of Malay Supremacy and how by not voting for UMNO, the privilege would be raped; voting for Opposition would mean that one was “jeopardizing the fates of the Malays”. But then, Tun Mahathir came along. Of course he was the ex-Prime Minister, famously known for his “My Way” autocratic, no-nonsense Machiavellian Mahathirism – but The Rakyat was seeking for a reliable political figure to thwart Najib Razak and Mahathir filled the gap. As for the Malays, they already know who is Mahathir. As the champion of Malay rights since the beginning of his premiership in 1981, Mahathir always prioritized the Malays without neglecting the rights of the other Malaysians as well. Given this commendable track record – and by the fact that Najib Razak had only added salts to the wound by :-

• removing Mahathir’s political posters;
• using the mainstream media to paint Mahathir as “power-hungry, senile man”;
• sacking all of Mahathir’s aides who have been serving him for 35 years;
• not saying anything to reprimand the younger Ministers who have been issuing RUDE statements (such as Nazri Aziz, Jamal Jamban, etc);

– all these only contributed to Najib’s loss and the increasing support for Mahathir.

The headline dated 5th April 2018. Najib should have acknowledged the Malay Tsunami instead of belittling the power of Rakyat. 

Now Rafizi Ramli claimed that Mahathir wasn’t the pulling factor for the votes favouring Pakatan Harapan against Barisan Nasional. Perhaps, the claim was right but specifically for the Malays, it was only because of Mahathir. Not because of Anwar Ibrahim’s Reformasi; not because of Rafizi Ramli’s multiple “scandals exposures” – but all because of Mahathir. If it was not for him, most of the Malays would still be voting for Barisan Nasional. And the truth bites. It is what it is. Therefore as an amateurish summary, I can vouch that the Malay tsunami happened due to two factors; the pulling factor was Mahathir, and the pushing factor was Najib. And Rafizi Ramli should be more careful with his words as the lethal words could backfire him, more than ever.

Malaysia, A New Chapter @ The Historical Malaysian 14th General Election (Episode 4) : Anwar Ibrahim, The Phoenix That Rises From The Ashes (Former Political Outcast, Now De Facto Leader).

The recent 14th general election held on the 9th May 2018 also witnessed another major deal. Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim who was convicted for alleged sodomy and the man behind the 1997’s Reformasi (Reformation) campaign due to his dismissal as Tun Mahathir’s Deputy Prime Minister – has been granted immediate and full pardon by The Agong. It was another unexpected news in Malaysian political arena.

Wan Azizah is seen as the epitome of a good Malay Muslim wife. Throughout the ordained acquittal of sodomy allegation, she stays beside her husband and even fights for what she thinks is right. She never gives up and remains stoic. 

Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim was said to be the rightful successor to Tun Mahathir. It was said that Tun Mahathir himself saw the potential in him that Mahathir personally groomed him as the successor – until the 1997 financial crisis hit our shore and the launching of Reformasi. It is not far-fetched to say that the Reformasi campaign managed to split the Malays into two camps – one camp was the pro-Government people and the other camp was the anti-Government (notoriously labeling Mahathir as “Mahafiraun”, etc). And I remember at this point of time that the then-opposition political parties such as PAS and DAP were beginning to widen their influences. 

Who would have thought that Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim will be granted Agong’s pardon? Malaysian political arena is indeed full of colours!

Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim is certainly the inspiration and idol for so many progressive Malay Muslims. From my own amateurish observation, most of my Muslim professional acquaintances really idolize him; for his Islamic-affiliated background (he was once involved with ABIM and all of his female family members don the Shariah-compliance attires) and also for his eloquence in public speaking. To many, he was certainly the best successor to Mahathir.

The controversial bruised eyes – it was said that the man who was responsible for this was the then Inspector General of Police, Abdul Rahim Noor.

As for now, his wife Dato’ Seri Wan Azizah Ismail is Malaysian Deputy Prime Minister. It is said that once Tun Mahathir completed his 2 years tenure, he will be “giving way” for Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim as the 8th Prime Minister. As the marhaen Plain Rakyat, one could not help but wonder if Anwar ever harbour ill will against Tun Mahathir for the 1998 fiasco? Will he seek subtle vengeance or all the hatchets to be buried for the sake of our nation? We will have to see what the future lies ahead. But of course the most important thing of all is to restore Malaysia’s glory and prosperity. Amin.

 

Anwar has long being touted as Mahathir’s most rightful successor – until the 1997-1998’s fiasco. Will they bury the hatchets for the sake of Malaysia? Amin.

Malaysia, A New Chapter @ The Historical Malaysian 14th General Election (Episode 3) : For The Love Of Hermès Birkin Bags @ Rosmah Mansor Is The Malaysian Imelda Marcos?

Datin Seri Rosmah Mansor, the wife of our 6th Prime Minister, Datuk Seri Najib Razak has certainly garnered herself an infamous reputation as an “avid shopaholic”. Although prior to 14th General Election no one in the mainstream media dared to publicly declare this – but, thanks to the alternative media such as blogs and social media – but people have been talking about this for ages. The Hermes Birkin handbag was no exception. It was catapulted into spotlight circa 2-3 years if I am not mistaken; pictured on a supposed private jet and was viralled in the social media by the then-Opposition cybertroopers. Of course, it was then labelled as a “fake news” and government civilian like me would not dare to even share such news. So in the end, the news was sort of, faded away. Until this week.

The Malaysian policemen reportedly raided a private condominium belonged to Datuk Seri Najib Razak and seized “more than 284 boxes of luxury items, along with 72 bags of jewellery, cash of various denominations, watches and other valuables.” And of course, voila! These boxes contained the notoriously expensive designer bags namely the Hermes Birkin! This has certainly caused ruckus and to the extend of angering the Malaysians who are now facing  higher cost of living due to the introduction of GST (although GST boosts the nation economy on the bigger picture BUT thinking the perspective on a microscopic angle – who needs to shoulder the role as the paymaster? Not the then-Prime Minister, not the rich Community Leaders / Members of The Parliament – it’s all on the plain Rakyat!), budget-cutting in almost every department especially the very much-needed scholarships AND the most ironic thing of all was the salary INCREMENT for the Members of Parliament (no brainer, right??!). Sheesh!

Suddenly, Hermes Birkin has become a well-known designer bag among Malaysians, even among the Middle Class people. I guess it will now go down the historical road as a brand associated to Datin Seri Rosmah Mansor. (,”)

The Hermes Birkin bag is so expensive that the starting pricing of the bag is reported to be circa RM 1million. There are so many reasons as to why a Hermes Birkin bag is so expensive (you guys can check various fashionista’s blog; or investigative websites) – it is said that because of the rare materials (exotic hides) used to fashion the bag with the assorted diamonds adding up to the glamorous facade; it is also because the bags are hand-sewn and supposedly that the Hermes artisans would be trained 5 years down the road before he/she is given the opportunity to create own Hermes bag – and one would have to wait a long queue in order to purchase it unless if there is a “connection” involved. Geez. And we the Plain Malaysian Rakyat with potential to further studies abroad are being denied scholarships! Seriously?!

Apart from the Hermes Birkin bags scandal (which cemented as one of the most popular hashtags in Twitter recently), Rosmah’s image is also smeared by the allegations made by her daughter, Azreen and son-in-law, the celebrity Fazley Yaakob in Instagram. The duo claimed that Rosmah had been terrorizing their lives since the early stages of their marriage as Rosmah didn’t give any blessing to the union. There were also allegations involving witch doctors and money laundering-and-forced-to-be-cash-mules.

Fazley claimed that Rosmah’s expression in the picture was a clear conviction of the “behind-the-scene” emotional clash between Rosmah and the couple.

As at 20th May 2018, Rosmah has issued a statement through her lawyer M Puravelan and the firm Tetuan Valen & Oh, claiming that the government should be more professional and exempted from any biases. She also urged that extra precaution measures must be adhered in the investigation to avoid loopholes because it seemed that “sensitive information leaked to the social media reflect poor professionalism of the people who are conducting the investigation.”

Taken from Fazley’s Instagram.

So in the meantime, we can only wait for the upcoming revelation of the whole saga. Well, some of the international analysts are even making comparison between Rosmah and Imelda Marcos due to the lavish lifestyle. Now, what say you? I reserve my comment. (,”)