Varia: 1448 First Post

Let me begin this post about Father's Day which was celebrated yesterday. My personal observation is that it is less 'celebrated' than Mothers Day. Not sure what the reason is; perhaps a father is less detached to the family and more commonly have an outward role. Anyway,within the Prophetic tradition, we are expected to show love and honour to the mother more than the father (see here). But for yesterday, I was trying to recollect memories of my father. It is sad to think that  have not spent much time with him since much part of my life was not at home, studying at a boarding school and went abroad for tertiary studies. May Allah grant him blessings for all his sacrifices.

We had a brief period of having the whole family in the house for the last few days. Ihsan came back homr from JB on Wedneday. On Friday, we went to pick-up our youngest Izzuddin from UiTM Jassin to spend the weekend with us. Yesterday, they send Izzuddin back to the college; I stayed home since I was not feeling well. Below is a pic of Izzuddin and his brothers having lunch before sending him back.

On the scientific front, I'm happy to inform the publication of my former PhD student Mohammed. He told me that this is the final result (which is related to the previous result). I hope that he will continue to be active in reseach. As for me, I still continue to read on quantum stuff.

Just yesterday, I have finished reading Chris Fuchs' "Notes on a Paulian Idea" (the older version), which I had prnted out and stacked it on my reading pile. It was interesting to see all his (courageous) correspondences with luminaries and to put in peespective, he had only finished PhD (see here). The emails are informal but in some places, are very detailed - commenting even on commas, particular usage of words. It made me recall some memories I had when I was put in charge of publications for ITMA where I insisted on looking at the documents to be conformed with some standards. One staff even made the remark that I was pedantic to the point of insisting that there should be spaces after full stops, and commas inserted as pauses/breaks of long sentences. At the time I had already bought the Chicago Manual and the CBE Manual, to help me with my publishing committee tasks. I remembered in one instance of brainstorming workshop, I put forward the idea of our own manual style to which I was laughed at. One of the things that I had in mind was a standard for Asian names, some don't have surnames and some ordered the surname differently (like in Chinese names). I guess there was no real urgency in that.

Back to Fuchs' notes; the interesting correspondences that I find interesting is with his collaborators Caves, Peres, Schack, and also Mermin. It took me a longer read to understand what are they discussing. One provocative title forwarded in the notes is that 'Quantum States Do Not Exist'. Indeed the idea of a state is purely our construction to describe the systems under study and that it is almost always fashioned by the adopted dynamical equation. The other idea is the disturbance introduced in measurments/observations. The other thing I observe in his notes is the creativity and freedom of discussing ideas but yet grounded in mathematics. These are things that I wish to inculcate more in our local group (doing a Gelfand for a critical mindset), less gossipy and annoying politics. Another is the inhibitions that we have (inferiority complex? superiority complexon the other side? arrogance?), in contrast with their cavalier (but yet respectful( correspondences. Anyway, I do recommend people to look at the (serious) discussion in these notes.

Goodbye 1447

By dusk, we will be welcoming the new Hijri year 1448. Presently, I'm recollecting memories of the family of my siblings (including my own). I have essentially observed that over the years that most of us are very quiet in nature, less vocal in many circumstances and that we tend to favour the side of our spouses as a result. Is this a weakness or strength? The ideal is always to be fair but being human there will always be weakness. Why do I bring this up when all of us are in the twillight years? The least is that our children may pick lessons from what we have gone through.

So before I leave planet earth, I may want to reveal some guilt I had kept with me all these years. I was due to travel to Lexington, Kentucky for a conference in mid July 2009. Sometime before that, I had my musician brother and my late mum staying with us. Mum has been in and out of the hospital during that period. But since I was about to be absent for a week for the conference, my other half told me that she was uncomfortable having my brother when I'm away (despite that my mum is around). So I asked my brother to leave temporarily just before my trip to the States and he did. Little did I know, that mum passed away on 13 July 2009 and my brother could not be around in her final hours. There was certainly a guilty feeling within me and I'm not sure if he will ever forgive me. I can sense a strained relation thereafter. May Allah forgive us and pray that we will be united with mum (and dad) in jannah.

I do not know what will our future be like. Just last week, I was notified by the university hospital that they cancel my request for an appointment (after a doctor in PKU recommended me to go there) since they can't produce a referral letter to IJN as they do not have a cardiologist (they need such letter from a public hospital; I already have a referral letter from a cardiologist in a private hospital). So for now, I will not take further action for the IJN visit and may Allah keep me healthy. So, it is in this view that I pray to Allah that I will make the best decision regarding my brother, acceptable to both my other half and sons, and my brothers and sister.

Searing Words

I need to get something off my chest. In the past, Sometimes people say very unkind words that seared deeply into my brain and heart. One can't just un'remember' it. Searing words indeed.

For instance, once I was confronted by a maths professor who knew my late brother and said unkind words about my brother. To this day, I can't see why he had to say that to me. I hardly know the professor and was puzzled why he did that. A probable reason is that I was rising in rank in the maths institute and some may have bad-mouthed me and then did some ill-campaign regarding this. The professor is no longer with us and may Allah forgive him. As much as I want to forgive him, the memory had stayed with me, seared rather deeply.

There are many instances of people saying unkind words to me and at times looked at me with disgust. But I want to get straight to a matter that was heavy in my heart and mind namely regarding my musician brother. He performed with Geng Waklong at our SEAMS School dinner. When the event ended and people were going back home, I introduced my brother to my superior to which he uttered 'Are you sure he is your brother?' since at the time he had taken off the stage clothings and was wearing his usual thin t-shirt. I was upset about it, thinking it was an inappropriate thing to say since it might hurt my brother's feelings. Perhaps the person was saying it in jest and I would say that it was a poor judgment on his part to do so since he did not know my family. But sometimes even people who do know us (the family) can say awful things. Likening any of us with a disabled person was really an awfully bad thing to say and I remember my late brother who organised the meet, was very angry about what had been said. In my thoughts, if one doesn't want to help then don't but guard one's tongue from saying awful things.

Some might ask why I'm bringing up the past; it is mainly because it serves as a lesson for all of us. In my limited capacity, I will try to help, God willing, and defend my family including my brothers and sisters from bad mouthing. If people still do bad mouthing, I will probably smile and walk away and maybe the person won't see much of me thereafter. Perhaps all that had happened is simply we had not done our duties and repay in kind to our parents. May Allah forgive us and that we will be able to meet our parents in jannah.

Note added: I was looking forward to the new Hijri year to be a better Muslim but arising things compelled me to make this post.

Leaking Porch, Leaking Purse

We were experiencing quite a downpour in the last two weeks and we found our porch was leaking very badly. My other half complained about it before it get any worse; she told me that the wooden structure (part) of the door seems to be swelling.due to dampness. I was hoping that we could postpone the repair since we are on a tight budget. However my other half is willing to take up the expenses (while I handle the regular bills). 

So earlier this week, we called our handyman to help fix the problem. Before that, my other half bought some sealant and tape stuffs to reduce the cost of repair. However, we were told that it was of the wrong or low quality type. So our handyman bought himself what was needed.

It took our handyman the whole day to do the repair but even then we need to test how good the repair is.

The next day, there was no rain for us to check if the leak is repaired. Mid week, there was another downpour in early morning. While there was less leakage, the leak near the door was still there. So, we had to do temporary workaround before we call our handyman to fix completely the leak.

So today, our handyman suggests that we install a zinc appendage where the leak is. He bought the necessary materials and did the repair in the later half of the day. The result is shown below.

We have yet to see whether this completely fix the problem or not. 

So for today's dinner, my other half suggested that we go out. We tried out a new eatery at S2 Ikon.

We have just heard that the insane war has reintensified and we were worried about the economic implication, I have always updated the family about the war; we need to be prepared. Currenty listening to Dr..Nungsari (my high school senior) in a podcast about our economy.

I have also received the news that our former physics staff passed away earlier this week. May Allah forgive him and grant him jannah.

We will follow suit. Life is fragile.

Long Weekend Leading To June

 The last weekend had a string of public holidays, making it a long weekend. First, there was Vesak day which falls on Sunday (May 31), celebrated by Buddhists.This is followed by the birthday of Agong (King), which falls on Monday (June 1).In conjunction with his birthday, honorific awards are given to selected individuals that have contributed much to the society. Overlapping with this is Gawai Day (June 1 & 2) which is celebrated in Sarawak, East Malaysis (a state holiday). Since Vesak day was on Sunday, the holiday should have been replaced on Monday but then Monday was also Agong's birthday. Thus, many offices have the 'weekend' extended until Tuesday.

My son Ihsan, as he promised, came back home on Friday and we had the whole family together that evening. My other half and Ihsan together with Izzuddin went to the cat expo the next day, but I stayed home (ontok-ontok mode). For the rest of the weekend, we stayed home (avoiding the busy traffic) since on Monday, Izzuddin has to go back to his college. Instead of sending Izzuddin ourselves, Ihsan volunteered to send back Izzuddin since he should be travelling back to Johor for work. Some photos below, just before their trip:

Excuse me in the sarong below.

When they arrived at the Jasin Campus, we were told that the cafe there was not open and thus Ihsan had to bring Izzuddin outside to get some. This delayed Ihsan's trip back to Johor and making it worse, there was a huge traffic jam.

Note added: Had listened to Jiang's final exam lecture during the weekend. The 'exam' is really where students given the task to ask questions or criticize the lessons that he has already given in the semester. Questions from beyond the class (his subscribers) were also discussed and thus Jiang's replies capture in some way how Jiang thought processes work. There was a follow-up lecture where Jiang discussed the work of his prevous mentor but I just couldn't bear listening to the whole thing and I stopped midway. The idea of reading in sexual ideas into what would be otherwise 'holy activities' seems like devuant teachings I have heard in the past. This is essentially the problem of 'idolising creativity' too much; ideas can go wrong and it can lead others astray. I was really surprised that these deviant sexualised ideas are being taught in a class of 'high school students'.