The Story of Cuchulain

When you are passing through the General Post Office on O'Connell Street in Dublin, you might notice there's a bronze statue of a guy and a bird on his shoulder. Seems like another piece of statue like all the other statue's along O'Connell street but this guy is in fact the greatest ever Irish Warior. His name is Cuchulain (pronounce as Coo-Hoo-Lin). He is,as we put the same as the our beloved legendary 'takkan melayu hilan di dunia' Hang Tuah or the vommiteating warrior Badang in Malay folkfore or some researchers say the same as Achilles of Troy (in fact Cuchulain is also given the nickname of Achilles of Erin).


Cuchulain had a different named when he was a boy, he was name Setanta. In the mythology he is the son of god Lugh and Deichtine, sister of the King of Ulster. He grew up in Ireland in County Antrim. Setanta had a stick and ball and one day while playing around, he hit the ball and it went into the mouth of a big dog that belong to Culain(random guy) and choked the poor dog. Culain was angry and wondered who's going to guard his house and his beautiful wife and his ten small children as well as numerous pigs, hens, sheep(wow he must have acres of land!)?


Setanta apologized and vowed to guard Culain house with his stick and ball and changed his name to Cuchulain which means 'The Hound of Culain'. He guarded the house and regions beyond and became a great hero far better/stronger/faster/super than Hercules or Achilles. The Irish brags that Cuchulain can take on King Arthur and all his knights in a fair fight,but of course with the Englishman you will never had a fair fight. Hmm wonder who would win if he fight with our Hang Tuah with the Taming Sari of his.


Lough Neagh, the largest lake of Ireland was where Cuchulain would swim after his battles. Cuchulain would get so hot that when he jumped into Lough Neagh it boiled over and warmed the surrounding countryside for days(free heating service!). He will catch the eels with his barehands from the lough and swallow them because in the myth raw eels will give you powers beyond doubt.


Cuchulain was killed by Lugaid with a magical spear. Being wounded he tied himself to a stone so that he can face his enemy even when he is dead. You can find this stone at Knockbrigde, County Louth which is call The Standing Stone of Cuchulain and it is still standing!


Cuchulain enemies were still afraid of him that they sent a raven to his corpse and only when the raven lands on Cuchulain shoulder will the enemies believe he is dead. Lugaid then chopped Cuchulain's head off but as he did so Cuchulain's sword fall off and cut Lugaid hand(hahahaha fair play to you Sir Lugaid with your magical voodoo spear!)


I know this post it's now very very long but hang on..here's the funny part, it is about Cuchulain marriage. Cuchulain was twenty one and he had the urge to get marry like young male adults do;D He was lonely and it made him weak. All the women in Ireland were mad about Cuchulain and they wanted to marry him which is grand because he didnt mind marrying them all as he can easily beat the crap of all the irish man in Ireland so why cant he marry all the women. But the wise King, Conor MacNessa said that would make all men in Ireland lonely in far reaches of night esp. in winter when the night is very long. The King decided to organize a contest to see who shall marry Cuchulain and it is a "Pissing Contest"..yup PISSING! Imagine that guys and girls!


All the women of Ireland gather in the King Castle to see who could piss the longest and it was Emer. Emer was the Champion Pisser of Ireland and married Cuchulain. To this day Emer was called The Great Bladdered Emer!


Thats the end of Cuchulain, his statue was presented to the public in the G.P.O to commerate the people who died in the Easter Week event.


So folks! When you pass by the GPO do pay a visit to Cuchulain,and if you have a camera please do take a picture of it. Who knows it may be a great story to tell your family, children and of course your grandchildren. Hey, a cool grandpa/ma is the one who tell loads of amazing stories.


Thanks for reading this long post guys! To the final years..goodluck in your upcoming exam..hope u all have an awesome time studying! haha;D may God bless your hard work!





Stay positive..pissssss out fellas!





Cuchulain Statue in GPO



References:
1)Angela's Ashes by Frank Mc Court
2)Wikipedia

life saviour

Was running up and down the hill in sundrive park (trying to get my fitness back...as if!) and playing football with few first and second year students from RCSI plus three awesome Brazilians (Anderson, Lusciano who is half italian and 'Kaka' didnt get his real nama actually) whom join us in the later part of our game. Reaching home during senja and feeling so bloody hungry i cant hold on any longer to wait for my cold lauk to be heaten up(anyway i dont have any microwave). Then came a text from Wan, he offered me his roti jala with chicken curry..relieved! Roti jala..a life saviour indeed!




aidilfitri eve

"Hari Raya hari yang mulia, penuh bererti kepada kita, tua muda miskin dan kaya, menyambutnya dengan gembira,
Berhati-hati dijalan raya,semoga anda selamat pulang,
Ucapan Selamat Hari Raya dari Saya untuk semua;p"

p/s: Sorry Eon for stealing your famous raya theme song

Assalamualaikum, aidilfitri is coming. It's time to unpack your new/old baju melayu,baju kurung,kebarung and kebaya and iron it till it crisps and smooth!haha
This year will be my fifth year of celebrating aidilfitri in the land of Green. The sadness of not having a chance to spend 'raya' with your family is still there but hey, life goes right. Looking back throughout these years, spending 'raya' in Dublin was not that bad. In fact its AWESOME!!(haha kinda exagerating here)..well sometimes it is and sometimes it is not. I think the ingredient is with whom you are spending/hanging your 'raya with'. I once gave an opening speech of the uniqueness of Malaysian spending 'raya' here. On how we dressed up with our best clothes walking to Malaysian Hall with all eyes watching at us(at our samping esp.) and even cars honking at us. Some enquiristic mind may also ask us on what we are wearing and why.

Then after our prayers we flock out from the hall for our favourite photography session. We take off our jackets/coats and brave the cold weather just as long as our new 'baju raya' is not hidden underneath it and to be in the picture. Then people will regroup and head off to their destined raya place i.e to friend's, stranger's(example like how afifah experience) and our most favourite destination 'Haji Fauzi'(very rich but extremely humble+generous dude who has been living here for so long). When you take a bus, you will see a group a malaysian and sometimes malaysian occupied the whole seat upstairs of the double decker bus to go to raya. It will fill with bahasa melayu all around that sometimes it's kinda 'pening' as malaysian talks very loud esp. in large group excited to go to 'raya' and planning their trip that some of them even has up to 10 houses to go to in a day. Talk about bloated stomach! Some may have a goodnight sleep after a full stomach and some lucky ones may have diarrhoea.

In the end it has been an Awesome 4 years. Let see what will happen in the fifth year. Quoted from Wan Mohd Firdaus(UK) on his raya trip to Dublin "inilah raya yang paling happening aku pernah rasa" (well after renting a car and 16 houses..who doesnt :D ).

These are few of the more memorable picture of my experience here in Dublin, Ireland(notice the difference in the quality of pictures as time passes by..from 2mp-6mp-whooping SLR) :



The Malays bunch in Trinity from final tp premed (03/04)

1st compulsory group picture in M'sa Hall (03/04)

exPackenham housemate soon father to be Azlan still in mamai mode on 'pagi raya' (04/05)

exHousemates+Wan Mohd Firdaus celebrating raya on a high note (04/05)

hanif in dying need of water=extremely hot dishes! (04/05)
Reciting takbir on Hari Raya eve(05/06)
broad smile= who shouldnt when you have the chance to take a picture with 4 girls at once(05/06)

Jumping in excitement= weekend jalan raya (05/06)
The last open house in Packenham (06/07)
Last Neesa's/Ika's (now doctors) open house (06/07)

Sore eyes after to many flashes (06/07)

The annual 'gambar lompat' (06/07)

Photography session in apartment 13(06/07)
Selamat Hari Raya guys and girls!! Have a splendid one!..hasta pronto

dang

Monday morning...woke up in a rush..had a quick shower,dress up super fast..ran to the bus stop(catch the bus in the nick of time)..reached my destined place approximately 5 minutes late than the required time stated in the timetable..........end up with nothing going on...


aiiiiiiiiiii....there ye go..not a good start for the week for ye'!!!

new place call home

owh btw..didn't have the chance yet to tell all of you that I'm no longer living in the everfamousluxorioussecuredbutsometimesturnintoasquatter Packenham House in Christchurch but instead moving into the your typical European lowcostfullofhalalneartotheMosquestreet which is in South Circular Road. Living in a bedsit (also known as a studio) by my own. Yep, all by myself now..it's kinda handy..the kitchen and the fridge is just 2steps away from my bed..and the TV is just a sepusingan kerusi away from my study desk..also got a shower room and a room just for jamban. To makes things easier for your imagination..here i attached my house blueprint. with the appropriate escape route..hahaha,but dont ever think of breaking in..got alarm meh. Sorry for the sevenyearold like drawing but hope you guys get the picture..hehehe



(off note: this is not in the exact measurement..a bit exaggerating actually;p)


later will attach real pictures..adios amigos!

Few Words of Hello from the kindalostforpurpose Newbie

Assalamualaikum,Hello,Sawadikap,Venekam,Nehih Hau Ma,Holi Ho Tia and loads more warm welcome to u readers,the guy/girl beside u,ur roomate,housemate and the people of the world u livin in who i don't know how,seems to be minding to read this blog (really appreciate it people!).

U guys may be asking, "hey dude,thot u don't like blogging so why is the blog?..u must be bored to death". Well honestly, it is true that im a weeeebit bored..but not to death, just a weebit(sbb puasa kot..haha). The real reason for this is..i don't know.it just snap out after arriving home from my 1st day of school with the strong urge to pee and suddenly "eh kalau buat blog best jugak kan(still fighting the urge)". So here i am with my legs in a frantic movement trying to type my first ever post(another history in the making for my short 23years of life yet). I've been contemplating on whether or not to start a blog since last year i.e when this blog thing started to boom and become a big thing among my friends whom majority of them has their own blog(talk about peer pressure). It seems that this year,the curve is starting to defluctuate as most of them are kinda busy with their final year or work so hence the born of my blog (so that people won't accuse me of surrendering to the pressure of my peers..hahaha), also i took an oath with ipin to not having a blog as it is not cool to have one..but since that he just move out to a world far far away from earth,i think thats no harm in starting one as long as u guys don't tell him..so 'SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH'

the urge is getting stronger and im afraid i can't bear it anymore...still thinking of real reason to have this blog tho..oh maybe next time...c u guys..take care when crossing the road!..bye