Wednesday, October 10, 2018

Sanity...


Living in our environment today, I often wonder if we are “sane and strong enough” to face the day and to walk through the day without getting mangled and mashed up throughout the day. I am particularly concerned as more and more people are diagnosed with medical hypertensive conditions and depression. These two medical conditions go hand in hand despite our constant denial of its existence or rather playing it at safe levels. Sometimes, it is mind boggling that people still do not understand the constant dangers as one live on the thin verge on these two medical conditions. There is certainly a huge denial among the professional individuals as such people are constituted as “weaklings” or “weak links”. In all honesty, these are very real “sanity” questions as the mind and expectations are stretched beyond the capacity of a person.

Well, weaklings or weak links, these two medical conditions exist to plaque our society each day as many fell against their fight each day. Many too have survived these ordeals and I am glad for them. But the question remained :- So, what is the root cause of this? Simply, the ever present human need to be better than the rest and the ever bouncing high expectations. I would rather put it down to induced pressure and in-born pressure. Induced pressure is when your company or your boss “expects” you to produce greater input in your work or production to compensate the salary you take home each month.  They don’t care how you do, just do it. Just like NIKE slogan, actually. This is when the impossible tries to be or have to be possible while the possible is no more the expected impossible. It goes beyond the boundary of impossible or possible but “I don’t care ; you just make it happen”.  In the world we live in today, that is what a worker is expected to do. Nothing less or else the consequences are just too great. I guess, I may be wrong but I am speaking for myself and the many I have seen slumped on their working desk and just die. I am speaking primarily of myself who had had experience of knowing how colleagues are run down with harsh and uninspiring words while the sleazy and rats executives and balls carriers are often given recognition they neither worked for nor worked at. More often than not, the down trodden are troddened even further while the ego massagers/patters/balls carriers and sleaze cheese are given more opportunity to spin their deceits and other webs of spin story.

I often hear big bosses especially the enormously a lot of white hairs or thinning hairs ones exclaiming their wisdom and profane proudness that they can distinguish between the hardworking employees from the lazy employees and yet the shit continued to splatter on their faces as these wolves in sheep clothing continue to massage the inflated egos of such big bosses. Yeah, claims such as “I’ve eaten more salt than you.” Or “ I know every trick in book.” are sure indicators of excess proudness, decadence of trickery ways and mule stubbornness are at the forefront. This is how those sleaze balls executives get away with so much rubbish that even the 1MDB scandal would look like child’s play, man. I guess, the real hardworking ones are the ones that slogged behind those high cubicles out from the eyes of the boss and just barely making ends meet despite hours poured into their never ending work as files and work piled up. They are often been given works by the cunning executives who themselves do not want to do or even the bosses passing the “dead end” works for these staff to do. When the job is done, these same idiots will claim the glory/accolades and the initiatives for themselves. Sometimes, that put enormous pressure unto the hardworking staff over the years but their outlook that it was for survival and to earn a living are factors that made them continue to work without recognition. So many times, I have seen and witnessed undeserving individuals with suspectful/colorful characters and behavioural patterns getting recognition and positions for their trickery ways.The annoying part of it all is that this is an “acceptable” trait/ trend in our society today. These people are lauded for “being smart”, “work smart” and “play their cards right to the top.” What happened to honesty and hardwork or even humble ways? Have we all forgotten the ways and take the short cut of success?  I would put it as “riding over the success of others” and “riding over the hardwork of others.” Is there no shame in that type of “glory”?

Uncaring management and uncaring policies have been one of the contributing factors of stress related inducement and causes the increase in mental health disorderly in our people today. Unrealistic targets, late night works, unnecessary demands, poor public relations with clients and unrealistic demands of clients often wears and tears our minds. I am realistic and well aware that the company we work in is NOT a charitable organizations but we definitely can identify and ensure the sanity of our staff are in balance. A warped and snapped mind will do anything and usually it ends up in a tragedy. Believe me, the Mental Health Ward in the hospital and the daily patients registered at the GH to seek treatment are on the increase each day. I have seen young students going for mental health treatment and running around at the clinic prior to seeing the doctor for the day. Parents, in all their loving ways, running after their sons and daughters at the clinic, calming them and cajoling them to see the doctors. What about parents or friends who had to restrain their loved ones from going over the windows at the 2nd floor of the Mental Health Ward? It is a devastating sight as far as I am concerned. It is so sad, really. Look, we cannot shoot all these down by citing poor time management, not-so-quick mind nor not-so-bright EQ or IQ or whatsoever. Even the cleverest people will turn to be stupid and depressed if he/she is continually told that he/she is not up to mark, lack ingenuinity, lack drive or even barrage of unsupported criticism day in day out.  I would call that mental bullying, mental abuse or badgering.   

Yes, we would be buoyed by mental stress from time to time but people who are constantly in such pressure cooker each day would find it hard to release themselves from such strain. Yunno, I am sad that we have turned out like that. I am sad too that it feels like a mortuary each time I take a step into the office with zombies working alongside. That’s my rendition of office setting these days. Yeah, maybe that‘s difference from your office setting. I can’t argue with that. It is just an example.

I am sad that Chairmans, CEOs, Directors and big shots have failed to see that which eventually culminating in the death of an employee. To some of them, death of an employee is just some compiled money of “pak kam” or putting out fistful of monies or even a big wreath of flowers but hell, it would not resurrect the dead employee who may be a father, a mother, an auntie, an uncle, a grandpa or a grandma or even a good friend to people who care for them!  We can all prevent the death of an employee. There are better and more glorious way to die than to be slumped on the work desk! I most definitely don’t want to end up like that, my dear friends.  

Here is what we can do. Allow care and concern to come into our hearts. We can all play a part by being concerned with our staff and friends. A cup of coffee session or even a short break for the employees goes a long way. Even if our bosses don’t show concern for our staff, we can all help out by being a friend to our colleagues. Do not ply any more misery to the already miserable staff. Show your heart by being a friend. Listen intently and understand. Give solutions and ideas for solutions rather than orders.


Have surprise birthday party or small “makan” in your office to celebrate birthdays or even any good occasion of success. Allow flow of communications and caring gestures to move through the staff and not create “competition” which mostly happened between staff and groups within the staff. Stop emphasizing the need to reward to successful individuals but rather reward a team/group effort rather than individual selfishness. We may be selfish in many ways than you’ll ever know. Gain respect and trust from staff by understanding their predicament rather than their shortcomings. Lend a helping ear and give constructive criticism rather than demoralizing scorn or show of power. Genuinely care for your staff or your family members. Listen to what they have to say to you. Show faith and utmost good governance of people by leading a good example and doing things the right way.

Let us all make an effort today to help our colleagues and our loved ones. The plot on the ground is not big but the implication of losing someone you love or your family members goes beyond the 6’X4’ plot…..and the echoes of losing that someone rings so much farther than you can ever imagine…………believe me, the loss of loved ones can be deafening.....crushing to the soul.............

Freshwater prawning....


Macrobrachium rosenbergii ! Yup, you would have scratched your head pronouncing this and probably asked “ What the hell is Ivan talking about ? “ , right?  Well, that is the scientific name for giant freshwater prawns or udang galah in Bahasa Melayu. Now, you get the picture?

“ Wanna go prawn fishing, Mr.Ivan?” That was the question that was popped to me by my colleague, Firdaus as we sat for small talk before starting our mortuaristic work in our office one solemn; turning to brighter, Friday morning as weekend approaches. In fact, I asked twice if he was sure and I was told that we needed to get small live prawns for our endeavor in the night. Yes, you heard me right. The fishing will be done in the night time. I immediately answered that I was game for night prawn fishing on a Friday night. To be honest, I was excited. I knew that prawn fishing isn’t easy while the harvest can be small if one doesn’t rent the sampan out in the river. But I was ready for anything. It’s the Royal Rangers way la………

That day, I was busy calling my brother, Liang if he could get some live prawns for me and when he said he will do his best, I was excited as Liang usually delivers the goods nicely. True enough he did while he added three ikan ketutu or marble goby or soon hock fish to his tank collection after scooping out small prawns for me at nearby ponds and rivers.  So, I asked Firdaus enthusiastically of the time of pickup and place to go that night. The venue was Kg.Jorak in Muar and the pickup time was by 7.30pm. That was set.

Anyway, looking for Firdaus place was a nightmare for me as googlemaps brought me to a different place and after a while, managed to get to his place. My sifu, Firdaus brought two rods & reel and a small Banax bag – a far cry from my backpack and two rods & reels too. We were off and throughout the journey, we talked of things that had happened and general fellowship between two colleagues.


At about 9.30pm, we arrived at Kg.Jorak  and I was pleasantly surprised. It was really a river side kampong with so much surprises like medan makan and nice cement structure jetty. The kampong is rustic too with its sprawling wooden jetty along the river. I love the simplicity of the place. We alighted from the car and headed toward an elderly Chinese man who informed us that he had been fishing for prawns for about an hour now but nothing to show so far. He even joked and remarked that he might not have river prawns for his Maggi mee treat that night. As we spoke on, we were told that there were plentiful of sizeable river prawns years ago but pollution and indiscriminate rubbish dumping had reared its ugly head in the river eco-system. The Chinese uncle went on to lament about the lack of responsibility on the part of people to take care of the river eco-system. Yeah, he was right in many ways – plastic bottles, plastic bags, aluminium cans and floating tree debris fills the river. It was starting to have high tide and we excused ourselves and got ourselves ready for some prawn fishing.

Sitting on a wooden plank jetty, we started fishing and it wasn’t long before Firdaus fish out a medium size ikan baung ( catfish species or known as ‘pak suk kong” in Cantonese ) It was an ice breaker that we needed and then it was frenzy pulling but we were just unlucky not to get any prawns or fish. Yeah, the bites were there but I must admit , I wasn’t competent to fish river prawns. I must admit that it needed a very special skill and lots of patience to do prawn fishing as these prawns are extremely good at stealing your bait away. Firdaus showed me the techniques to prawn fishing and he lost a couple of fights to these smart prawns. There is something very addictive about prawn fishing. They will pull your bait and looked as though they would be stuck to your hook but when you actually lift up, they are long gone making you look stumped and stupidified! Yeah, that was how I felt that night but it was something exhilarating about the “prawn runs” and “prawn pull”.

That night, we shared a lot relaxing moments and laughters too. I guess, my sifu, Firdaus was more under pressure to get some prawns….Pity him….but he is really good at the prawning as he took the time to explain to me the characteristics of river prawns. We also had a good time laughing at ourselves as we talked and fished as the night wore on.


Hours passed by and we eventually moved from place to place as boat operators went out to do prawn fishing on their own as a source of income for these fishermen. We met a few nice boat operators who informed us that they would be going out to do their fishing. We also met with a group of three local Muarian anglers who were just out for a good time and they managed to get some prawns. As usual, the Hokkien dialect profanities were widely and punctually articulated as these anglers missed the prawns or fish at that area. All in all, it was a very relaxing night and cool night for Firdaus and me.

We finally settled back to the first place we started and it was here that my luck changed that night. I guess, I must confessed that I prayed hard for the good Lord to supply me two prawns for the night and yessiree, He provided me the two prawns – a male and a female prawn. For the first prawn ( the female one ), it fought really good ( typical nature of a female, I guess!!! No offence intended towards the ladies, please! ) and the sensation of pulling out a prawn from the river was absolutely fabulous. It was like I had won the World Cup of patience, man! Yeah, it was that good feeling inside. The minute I put the bait on the hook, I threw it out near a sampan and then reeled in slowly and carefully. I set the rod down and let the live bait the freedom to move a bit. Then it happened. The rod started to bend a bit with some movements Then more slow movement and then slightly more vigorous pulls. That’s when I lift up the rod and started reeling in. Lo and behold, my effort was rewarded with a female prawn of the size of my palm length as a reward! It was such a great feeling inside.


For the second catch, it was typically the same but it did not move or at least that was what I thought. You see, after hours of fishing, your eyes will start playing tricks with you under the dimly lit atmosphere. Your mind will tend to tell you that the rod is moving or bending. To me, I thought tiredness had crept to my entire brains and eyes when I thought I saw the rod bend ever so lightly! I left it as it was and about 2 or 3 minutes later, I decided to check on my rod. So, I lifted it out and there was another male prawn ( long pincers and blueish body to tail end ) at the end of the line. Yippeeeeeee was all I could mutter at that moment. After some snaps shot , I had the nasty experience of pulling out the prawn from the hook. Firdaus had asked me to use the long scissors to remove the hook from the prawn but being the idiot I am, I tried removing the hook with my stubby fingers. Well, the pincers of the prawns clapsed and tightened at the fingers and they do give quite a pinch, actually! They are a nuisance, I tell you. Somehow, I managed to yank the hook off the prawn and placed the prawn in a container. I must admit that I also “lembu” (stubborn and not listen to advice ) in a way!

Soon, it was time to go while we still got some exciting bites that early morning. Yeah, it was already about 4.00am when we cleaned up and left the place for home. All in all, it was a good night of prawning and fellowship. I really love the moonlight rays across the river while the chatters of the anglers in their Hokkien and Bahasa Melayu chats together with the stillness of the nights makes it all such a great night. I still would not be disappointed if I do not get any fish nor prawns that night. The sheer calmness and beautiful setting was enough for an old fool like me to enjoy……