Meet My Mentor

Met my mentor, Mr. Nizal Mohammad! Alhamdulillah, I accidentally spotted him when I was taking a stroll at E@Curve last Monday. I took out the camera and approached him at San Francisco Coffee when he was chatting with Zaim, the host of Malaysia Hari Ini. Alhamdulillah, I consider our gathering as the meeting session of three generations of Malaysia Hari Ini, a popular morning talk-show on TV3. Mr Nizal represents the pioneer line-up of the show, Zaim as the current host of MHI and insyaallah one day I will be the next host of Malaysia Hari Ini. 

I have a long history with Mr Nizal because I have always adored him on Malaysia Hari Ini since I was a kid. When other kids are outside playing with their friends in the morning, I would wake up very early and turn on the TV just to watch my favorite show, Malaysia Hari Ini. It was weird for some of my friends that I enjoyed watching TV rather than having fun with them but that was my major inspiration of the world of journalism/hosting.

 Now I cannot wait to graduate and pursue my dream to becoming a television host one day. I know that this is such a controversial action since my parents do not know of my true ambition in life, and some of my friends are also against my decision but we will see. Insyaallah, if there is a "rezeki" for me in this industry then I will go for it, and if I don't I will continue to becoming a teacher/lecturer insyaallah. Dare to Dream people, only the sky is the limit. Take care and God bless :)

Gay-sha

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I feel so very insulted; went to The Mines running for errands and there was this beefy Middle-Eastern man who followed me from the bookstore to the washroom, checking out my every move while desperately asking me to do him some toilet fun. Thank God there were few people around so I quickly took off but when I was walking to the parking lot I saw him in his car and he started shouting "Don't you remember me? Why are you being like this, playing hard to get? bla...bla...bla..." with that thick accent and I was clueless because it so happened that nobody else was there. I said "I don't know you but I know that you're following me and I don't know why but if you keep doing this I will have to call someone", trembling with the fear that he maybe had a gun or something. He said few nasty words and asked me to get into his car but of course I refused so I took out my phone pretending to call the cops; that man freaked out and quickly drove away. Thank you Allah for making him leave or else I will have to fight him all by myself; and I do not know of martial arts but I can really kick him in his ugly butt if I needed to. The reason why I feel insulted is definitely with the way he approached me, like there was a "Hey I'm a slut so call me maybe?" sign printed on my shirt; excuse me I am not one of that take away gay-sha you get in Malaysia just because you are a foreigner, have some respect psycho! Now only I realize that the world is no longer a safe place for both men and women so be extra careful; if you need to bring pepper spray inside your bag then just do it people :)

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Feeling Famous

Alhamdulillah; check out Azham Vsvc and his friends in UPM on the news headline today on page 20, Aspirasi Glokal Felda pullout, Utusan Malaysia 31 Disember 2012. It is about "Program Jelajah Felda Kembara Siswa UPM 2012" held 14-16 December 2012 as part of the evaluation for Bakti Siswa.

My name "Mohd Azham Amran" is mentioned twice here hehe, alhamdulillah :)

And for those who stay in Perak, we are also featured on Sinar Harian 29 December 2012 edition. Syukur alhamdulillah, I am feeling famous and I can't thank Allah enough :)