Friday, August 31, 2007

of truths and lies...happy merdeka malaysia...


Happy 50th Birthday Malaysia! Here's to another fifty years of lies, cover-ups, conspiracies, and injustice. Sounds too harsh? Well, too bad. Because after fifty years of being an independent nation, it's about time we start calling a spade for what it really is, a spade. And not a beautiful gold encrusted, diamond-lined spoon. Please do not get me wrong, because I am thankful that I was born in this country and that I'm somewhat proud to be a part of Malaysia. However, just because on the surface everything looks like its fine, we're supposed to close both eyes to the other injustices and lies that are being thrown our way. We talk about racial unity and harmony in this country, but that is just on the surface. When the truth is, underneath the surface, most of us are guilty of being racist idiots. We have been raised in a country that has been slowly instilling a sense of superiority in its people. How else would you explain the purpose of the Bumiputra Policy? Why can't we all rise in our positions and achievements through meritocracy? It can be done, we have proof of it in the past. P.Ramlee was a smashing success and he did not have any policies backing him up. Dr. Mahathir tried very hard to take the Malays out of the mentality that everything will be spoon fed to them. Many people have succeeded without any policies, why can't this happen again? Ideally, perhaps the Bumiputra policy had noble intentions, but it is human nature that when they know they're entitled to something, they will milk it out to the very last drop. With the Bumiputra policy, comes the sense of belonging and superiority over other races. Is this what Malaysia is? Is this what Tunku Abdul Rahman wanted when he fought for our independence?


People in this country are always making excuses for their own inadequacies. This is further fueled by the policy that will always have their backs however hard they might fall. There are still people today who insist on harping on the fact that we were colonized by the Brits. They talk about this as though it was an entirely bad thing that the Brits conquered us once upon a time. The key words here ladies and gentlemen, are ONCE UPON A TIME! For crying out loud, get over it already. Yes we were colonized, but think about it, had we NOT been colonized, I'm pretty sure we wouldn't be where we are today. I'm sure we would be far more backwards than some other third world countries. People have to start thinking objectively and accept the FACT that there is always two sides to the coin. We must always try to put ourselves in the shoes of the other party and see how it's like. We must be open-minded and listen to the argument of the other side before making judgments and decisions. But not many Malaysians are capable of doing this. They seem to think that they have sole-ownership over this land and that makes them better than anyone else. Who says that the Malays own Malaysia? Where in history was it written that the Chinese own Malaysia, or that the Indians own this land? We all come from all over the world and it so happened that our ancestors chanced upon this place and tried to make a living here. Look around us, we're living in a world that belongs to each and every one of us. No one race can claim ownership over a certain piece of land. Yes you may claim a sense of belonging, a sense of identity, a sense of pride, but not to the extent of claiming ownership and then making it difficult for the other races in the land to live and prosper. Whether you choose to accept it or not, that is exactly what this country is doing to the Chinese and the Indians. They can get straight As in their SPMs and yet end up wasting two years of their lives doing STPM. Where on earth is the justice in that? All this decisions and policies are born out of a sick sense of superiority that one race triumphs over another.


If we want to talk about celebrating fifty years of independence, instead of having international fireworks displays, instead of having meaningless countdowns all over KL, instead of having parades in the mornings of merdeka, why can't we restucture our social values and instill a sense of togetherness in our kids and adults alike? Why can't we kill the Bumiputra policy and make people work for what they want? Why can't we teach our children not to discriminate based on colour and religion? Why can't we open up our eyes and realize that the world IS big enough for all of us? All it takes is for us to take a step down from our high horses and realize that we are all a part of this earth and that there is nothing wrong in living together in peace. It's not that difficult, doesn't take rocket science to understand it.


So with that in mind, happy merdeka indeed Malaysia. It frightens me to think where we will be in another fifty years. Will we ever learn? Or will we continue to do things the way we've always been doing them and face the threat of moral and social deterioration. But that's ok right? As long as we have skyscrapers to mark our success. As long as we continue to churn out local cars by the truckloads even if the quality is bad, because we'll always have that 300% tax on foreign cars anyway. So as long as we keep focusing on the surface, we will never have to bother with what's underneath.


The truth is out there... it's just a matter of wanting to see it or not.


Happy Birthday Malaysia...

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

de poetas y caballeros

Thoughts are messy,
vision is foggy,
life moves too slowly,
as i sit here with me...



It's cold in here,
yet somehow i'm warm with the memories,
gently i push the mess away
and my thoughts fill with the perfection that is yesterday,
as i close my eyes, i feel you again,
as i reach out my hand, i touch you again,
as i breathe in softly, i can smell you again...



Left with these memories,
i hold them close and recall your kiss
a kiss on the lips to celebrate the love
a kiss on the cheek for a dear sweet touch
a kiss on the forehead that says i'm here for you
a kiss on a wound and the pain just flew...



Though the future is still unknown,
yesterday is mine
the memories shall remain
you're with me all the time
wherever i go, wherever i'll be
one thing is for certain
you'll always be with me...

of singing frogs and smiley snakes...

I went to see Frogway last night at the Actor's Studio Bangsar. It's the third Malaysian musical I've seen since M! the Opera. And I must say it was brilliantly executed. Harith Iskander was the director, with Sean Ghazi choreographing the dance moves. Vince took on the lead role as Edward Thaddeus Frog, Harith played the part of Smiley Snake; purveyor of all things slimy! Vince did a good job, compared to his previous acting stint with Yusof Haslam. But I guess with Yusof Haslam, no comparison need be made, since he only produces crap anyway. Vince looked like he definitely belonged on the stage, and his singing was amazingly good. Judging by this, it can be concluded that a really good director makes all the difference in the world. Elaine Daly made a good stork, with her Bjork-like costume, sans the bird's head hanging off the shoulder. The rest of the cast was wonderful too, especially Frederick Toad and Shirley aka Charlie. As for Harith, needless to say, he was brilliant as always. The music was good; very jazzy.
All in all, Frogway was a magnificent musical. Something the whole family can enjoy. Although Syed missed the first half, he said he enjoyed it. And I did too, but of course anything that has Harith in it is bound to be a performance to remember. Sean Ghazi did a fabulous job with the choreography. These people are so talented that it makes you wonder why don't they get more recognition? Yet each year more and more idiots get nominated and more and more idiots end up winning. If it was up to me Sean would win Best Singer every year and Harith should win Best Performer every year. Talents like theirs don't come by often. The passion and enthusiasm that they have for the entertainment industry is clearly reflected in their work and add that to their talent and you get an explosive work of art!
I wish I had the time to go and catch Frogway again. The lyrics to the songs were well-written and nicely arranged. My favourite was the duet between Helen and Eddie. And also the Genuine Guy song.
As they say in the Frog World: ribbit, ribbit!

Saturday, August 25, 2007

of old friends and new...

Going to Micasa Hotel today to meet the new Junior Team Canada was a major blast from the past. I can't believe it has been 7 years since our team went to Canada. Seeing the new team made us (from the year 2000 batch) feel soo old! But the new team were wonderful as always; friendly and nice. Amy looks as gorgeous and great as she did the first time we met her. Didn't get a chance to say hi to her dad though, will meet them again on Tuesday.
We all headed down to KLCC for dinner and the boys above braved themselves to try out Cendol and ABC (ais kacang)! They loved it!
Joining Global Vision was one of the best things I've done in my life. I'm glad I submitted my essay for the competition seven years ago and I'm glad I was one of the 20 picked to represent Malaysia in Canada. I had a wonderful time there. The place was beautiful, the people were nice, the food was great, the shopping even better! (the partying was awesome too!!!)
Alright, more updates on Junior Team Canada soon. Ciao!

Friday, August 24, 2007

there goes my reason for living...


Blogger decided to kill my old template, so here I have found a new one. It's aptly called The Hobbit. The picture above is an artist's impression of the Shire. I am a huge Tolkien fan so I thought this template would suit my blog brilliantly.



It has been a while since I have posted anything here, perhaps that was due to the fact that I just did not feel like typing anything. Anyway, I went to see Engelbert Humperdinck's concert in Genting last night and it was simply beautiful. You can't really see much in the photo above, but all I got was my camera phone, so just imagine Engelbert (top-most pic) on the stage! I grew up with his songs, and to see him perform LIVE in front of my very eyes was somewhat surreal. My childhood was filled with Please Release Me, Lonely Table Just For One and There Goes My Everything, etc etc. And last night he was on stage, singing in person. He was quite a performer, a lot of stage presence and very good with the crowd. And his voice was just amazing. The sound system at the Arena of Stars was somewhat mediocre, but he made up for that with his performance. I was swaying in my seat and crying at some parts. When he broke into You Don't Know Me, needless to say I broke into tears...


You don't know the one

Who dreams of you at night

Who longs to kiss your lips

Longs to hold you tight

Oh, I am just a friend

That's all I've ever been

Cause you don't know me....


Here's a list of the songs Mr. Humperdinck performed last night:

1. You Are The Sunshine Of My Life

2. Am I That Easy To Forget

3. Reason To Live

4. A Man Without Love

5. Love Is A Many Splendoured Thing

6. Rockin' All Over The World

7. After The Loving

8. Every Breath You Take (Sting)

9. You Don't Know Me

10. To All The Girls I've Loved Before

11. Quando, Quando, Quando

12. Goodbye, My Lover (James Blunt)

13. Alright, Okay, You Win

14. A Chance To Be A Hero

15. There Goes My Everything

16. The Way It Used To Be (Lonely Table)

17. Blue Spanish Eyes

18. Love Me With All Your Heart

19. The Last Waltz

20. Where Is Love?

21. The Long And Winding Road (Lead Me To Your Door)

22. Please Release Me

23. My Way


All in all, I still can't believe that I saw Engelbert perform live. Next performer that will get me running to the ticket's box office would be Barry Manilow and the Bee Gees. Somebody bring them over to Malaysia, please!


As for Engelbert, even after 40 years of being in the entertainment business, he can still bring it on! Forget Gwen Stefani, forget Kanye West, oldies is the way to go!


I hear footsteps slowly walking

As they gently walk across the lonely floor

And a voice is softly saying

Darling this will be goodbye for evermore


There goes my reason for living

There goes the one of my dreams.....



Tuesday, August 07, 2007

of saying it and meaning it...

I LOVE YOU

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

A Few Lines Written NOT Above Tintern Abbey...

Take a guess on what this poem I wrote today is about...

Let us fall asleep,
Amidst the noise of dreariness,
Dead dull is the room,
Filled with misguided souls...
Lost in the world of words,
Pages after pages of old voices,
Speaking from the great beyond,
These souls are hearing,
But none are listening...
A lost guide,
Wandering somewhat aimlessly,
Armed with knowledge and thoughts,
Yet going around in circles...
Lost in a maze,
A labyrinth of ancient tales,
One soul holds back,
Falls asleep at the gates...

Friday, July 27, 2007

of writing a poem again...

I was asked to write a poem for a corporate launching event. Must admit i have been a bit rusty in the poetry department, considering i haven't written a poem in a while. But anyway, here goes nothing. It's supposed to be about change, evolution and the birth of something new (or something like that).

A child, bright-eyed with innocence
A dream emerging from a vision
A hope that transcends all hindrance

We are all ever-changing
From love to life
From nothing to something
From hope to reality

Change is inevitable
The essence of being
To strive for progress
Revolutionizing the old
Augmenting the new
Reviving the silence
Resounding the noise

To live means to grow
The world is constantly thirsting for advancement
Moving forward, aiming for the stars
Dreams and desires, abundant
Striving for betterment
Evolving every second

Change is inevitable
It is with change we yearn
It is from change we learn
It is through change we discover…

From the days of Caesar
And the rise of the Roman Empire
From history we gather
Moving forward is power

Knowledge is the key
To discovering reality
We unearth and uncover
Pristine wisdom
Unmasking nature’s wonder
To enhance our humble existence

Change is inevitable
To rise above adversity
To fend off ignorance and depravity
To subsist in an ever-challenging world

With change comes progress
With progress comes greatness
With greatness, good is achieved
Bringing light to darkness
Offering hope to those in despair
Sharing joy in sadness

We are all humans
Made up of love and hope
Of dreams and passion
Our minds are endlessly reeling
Seeking for knowledge
Looking for ways to bring about change
Searching for a better tomorrow
Improving to alleviate suffering
Laboring to expand horizons

Change is inevitable
As we journey on the path of life
Traveling through hurdles and obstacles
We discover a magnitude of wonder
Yet at the heart of it
At the very soul of all existence
We long to make the world a better place
For our children
And theirs
For our legacy
And theirs…

Friday, July 13, 2007

The Don is Married...

As the Don entered the reception hall, it was clear now that La Cosa Nostra of Taiping would now require a new leader. Don Kamil gave up his status as head of the Taiping mafia when he wed Nawirah last week. The family is now in turmoil as no leader has been appointed and other families are beginning to doubt the ability of the Taiping clan to carry on without the leadership of Don Kamil. He has been a great boss, and his orders have been followed without so much as a question. Don Kamil's sotto capo (second in command) is now vying for the coveted post as boss to the Taiping family. Omar "the guitar" Khan (who has been known to off his victims using a guitar) is Don Kamil's trusted confidante and the rest of the family knows how much he wants to be the next capo (boss). However, il consiglieri is also hoping that he would be picked. Abdul "the knife" Mukmin is the boss' counselor and advisor. Abdul is seldom involved in "street" operations of the family, however he is known to be notorious when push comes to shove and he has to jump in to save the day.
The Taiping family is a highly respected family. Like the Corleones, whoever becomes the boss of the Taiping family, will also be considered as the capo di tutti capi (boss of all bosses). Will it be Omar the guitar or will it be Abdul the knife? Or could it be that the Don actually has someone else in mind? How about Amalul, one of the caporegimes? Amalul is seen here with one of the men in his 'crew', Firas. Although he is still quite young, Amalul has proven to be quite the mafia here. His street name is Amalul the head as he is capable of silencing his victims with the mere use of his head. Moving on, the other two caporegimes of La Cosa Nostra Taiping are also being considered to take Don Kamil's place. Although most of the other families do not agree with them being in the running, Don Kamil surely knows better. However, Omar and Abdul are not too happy with this development, as both of them are the closest competition to become the next Don. Iman the lipstick Khan and Farah the trigger finger Harith are both highly respected caporegimes and they both have among the best 'crews' in the family. Who will be the next Don? The capo di tutti capi? Don Kamil is taking quite a long time in deciding who his successor will be. And everyone is getting a little anxious. The baton has yet to be passed and other families are afraid that their 'business' will be in trouble if a new Don is not elected soon. Abdul the knife and Farah the trigger finger is seen here with the consiglieri of another family. Perhaps they're planning a move? Or a hostile takeover? Is Don Kamil taking too long to decide that his own family members are getting antsy?
It is vital for Don Kamil to decide on a new leader. The Taiping clan would be looked down by the other families if a proper leader is not elected. No decision has been made so far, however rumors have surfaced saying that Don Kamil will be electing someone just before he heads off to another country. What we know is that Omar and Abdul are both waiting in anticipation. Will it be the underboss who will rise as the new boss? Or will it be the consiglieri? Only Don Kamil holds the answer...

Thursday, July 05, 2007

of guns and having fun...


This shot (no pun intended!) was taken on set during the shoot of ER5. The guns were part of the props and I had fun playing around with this glock. I learnt how to dismantle it and put it back together. This gun is the real thing, although it has been modified to shoot gas instead of real bullets. So don't worry, i was not trying to commit suicide!
ER5 will start airing over Astro Ria this month, date not confirmed yet though. The promo has begun airing and I can't wait to watch the whole thing. My appearance will be in episodes number 7 and 8.
As for my scriptwriting life update, I'm currently working on some proposals for KRU Productions. I guess I'm slowly making my entrance into the fiction side of scriptwriting. Been doing corporate videos for so long, I almost feel like I'm losing the creative bones in my body, but hopefully I'll be able to regain it and do a good job.
Cheers!

Monday, June 25, 2007

of acting again...

I was called for an acting gig last night. It was a minor role in a malay serial drama to be aired over Astro Ria. It has been a year and a half since my last stint in front of the camera, and although I felt a bit rusty, I realized that career-wise, I truly belong on a set. That’s where I feel something, I’m happy and I know what I’m doing. Not to say that I’m a good actor, but the intense passion that I feel for this industry makes all the difference. However, this time around, something was missing. It was nothing like my previous acting stints. He wasn’t there. I thought of him the whole time I was on the set. The support that I got from him made all the hardships and insanity of the entertainment field bearable. I have a lot of people supporting me in this field, but he was, and will always be my sense of completion. All I had to do was think of the sacrifices he has made for me when it comes to my career in the past and I feel like I can do anything. The love he gave me is something that no fame or fortune could ever measure up to. He believed in me and I’d like to think that he still does and that is my strength. I know the gig I got was really small, but knowing how proud I used to make him makes me feel better than winning an Oscar. I love acting and in this crazy business, it’s really hard to get a break, especially without the right looks or the right connection. So I cherish whatever small part I get and I know that, to him, no part I get is small. He’s always been there, from shooting locations to attending the premiere, and that is what I hang on to. The love and support that comes from someone who believes in you whole-heartedly without a word of complain or discouragement. Some actors go through their entire careers trying to seek the approval of the audience and their fans, but for me, knowing that at one point of my life, I had someone who was immensely proud of me no matter how silly my gig was, is all the approval I’ll ever need. And I know that he will always be proud of my career choice. Truly, the support that I get from him and my family are the vines I cling to in order to survive in this entertainment industry. Life hands you some sour lemons sometimes, but once you’ve tasted the sweet, you’ll never forget how marvelous it tasted like. And in this industry that hands out sour lemons most of the time, the sweet is the support that comes from someone who truly believes that one day you will make it, and make it big. Thank you, you know who you are…

Sunday, June 24, 2007

of literature and controversy....

I just purchased a copy of D.H. Lawrence's most famous novel Lady Chatterley's Lover... in KL! Ever since I heard about this particular controversial piece of classic literature, I've been searching high and low for it in Malaysia, but to no avail. The book was banned in the USA and Britain at one point but it was lifted later on. I suppose it is still banned in Malaysia, but a trip to a warehouse book sale in Damansara today proved to be fruitful. I bought the book for a mere RM12.90!
It is rather odd how MPH, Borders and Kinokuniya don't seem to carry this title, but a warehouse sale is selling it. Actually what's even more odd is that the book is not sold openly here. If they're going to ban Lady Chatterley's Lover, they should impose the same law on all those books in the Mill's & Boon's series.
Anyway, I shall post a review of it and what I think of sexual openness (or the lack of it) in society when I'm done reading the book.
To fellow booklovers out there, you should really check this sale out. The prices are really cheap and they have quite a range. Here are the details:
Venue: Level 1, Atria Damansara, Damansara Jaya
Time : Shopping mall hours
Payment mode: Cash and Credit Card (for purchases above RM30.00)
Do make your way there. You won't be disappointed. Need directions? If you know me, gimme a buzz on my cellphone and I'll be more than happy to direct you. If you don't know me, well... I guess that's what maps are for :-)

Thursday, June 14, 2007

of shakespeare and bamboo sticks......


I was invited to attend the premiere of Sabera Sheik's latest play, Urmi, by a friend. Urmi translates to 'wave' in Javanese, thus alluding to the essence of the play which is a reinvention of William Shakespeare's revered Tempest. After agonizing over what to wear to such an event, I agreed on this kebaya nyonya. Nawar was a heck of a lot more excited than I am about the outfit! Anyway, the turn of events that night was something I was not expecting at all, but suffice to say I wouldn't have had it any other way. I can't say the same thing about the play though. Let's just say that Shakespeare died a million deaths in his grave that night! Apart from that, it was a good effort at a balinese dance theatre, I just thought it would have been better if the story was something original instead of converting a Bard masterpiece. The actors were good, especially Mano Maniam, and the dances were beautiful. The set was remarkable as well. But then again, putting aside the play, that night was a great night...after a long time, for that one night, I felt happy again......even if it was just for a couple of hours, I honestly would not have had it any other way. We were late for the play though, and honest to God, being late made the night what it was for me... happy...

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Friday, June 01, 2007

a funny limerick...

This limerick was forwarded to me by my Dad. I would love to credit the author, if only I knew who he/she is. Anyway, to anon (as anonymous greek writers used to sign their writings), I'd just like to say that this is really funny and so true! Have a good laugh, folks!

Bocor teruk kata Samy
Wiring lama kata Ramli
Bangunan tua kata Nazri
Najib said it's PWD
Semua ada alasan sendiri
But where you all spend the money?
RM90 juta untuk cantikkan lobby
So that it looks luxury
Nice décor and nice settee
But now you kena letak baldi
Bocor teruk when it rains heavily
MP yang busuk pun boleh mandi
The floor is wet and slippery
The luxury lobby now looks untidy
Inilah dia third class mentality
Luar cantik tapi dalam very shoddy
Structure work should get priority
And now whose responsibility
JKR or Parliament Committee
While you all gaduh sama sendiri
Rakyat want an answer immediately
Otherwise kita tak bagi you undi
Sebab you spent money unnecessarily
You know it is taxpayers' money
So please spend the money wisely.

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

of words and poetry...

It has been aeons since I've written a poem. I found this old one so I thought I'd post it here. It's called A Love Song's Sonnet...

Enchanting music that soothes the soul,
The magical words,
Like sonnets that lulls the princesses,
Like strength to the warrior’s bravery,
The spell it weaves on a lonely heart,
The language it speaks to two souls in love,
The language of romance,
The true heart of love making,
For no passion is truly achieved without words,
The words that are the power of love.

So sweet, so precious…..
How it reaches the parts no lips can touch,
No hands can reach…..

Amidst the chaotic rush of today,
These words brings out the fairy land in us,
It weaves a magical tale of romance in you and I.
For the world is no longer a romantic place,
However some of its people still are,
And these words, are the link…..
Hold on to the words, and don’t let the world win…..

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

of right and wrong...

At the risk of being called a person who discriminates, I chose to write this article anyway. I was watching a talk show earlier on tv2 and the panel were discussing ‘mak nyahs’. It was difficult to identify with the contents as out of the four panels present, three were pro mak nyah. Even the host was leaning towards the mak nyah community. I am for human rights, but I draw the line when someone is trying to ‘tegakkan benang yang basah’. It’s like sleeping around and justifying it by saying that my feelings won’t get satisfied if I were to stick to one person, so in a nutshell that makes what I'm doing right. Basically this is the way the mak nyah argument has been going, not just recently but from way back then. All they’re trying to do is to straighten something that will bend eventually. One panel even went so far as to say that gender is ‘flexible’. What on earth does that mean? Gender is not flexible, to my understanding, unless you were born with 2 sets of genitals or an indefinable one, then your gender is definitely not flexible. It is nurture then that plays a pivotal role in the course of a person’s life. Yes certain aspects of a person’s life are predestined, I suppose. I mean I am not really sure of the religious aspect regarding nature vs nurture, but what I do understand is that Islam has made it wrong for a man to impersonate a woman and vice versa. Why then are this people arguing for the mak nyahs? Why are the human rights activists fighting for them? Doesn’t this mean encouraging something which is wrong? It’s like advocating for a Muslim’s right to drink liquor. If I were to fight for drinking, then I will be shunned, because I’m a Muslim. But what about the activists who are fighting for the rights of these mak nyahs to be accepted in normal society like any other man and woman? If today we say okay to mak nyah, then tomorrow we will be advocating gay rights and before you know it, people in this country will start fighting for same-sex marriage. Where does it end? The mak nyah problem is only a problem because as a society we are not doing what we should do to discourage such behaviour.

All this said, I am not one who will smirk at a mak nyah when I pass them on the street. I am still a civil person. If a person smiles at me, I will smile back. If a person says hello, I will return the greeting. And it doesn’t matter if the person is male, female or otherwise. But I am sorry, I do not condone this sort of behaviour. I am not the embodiment of all things good, I am a mere human being, I make my mistakes, I am not perfect and it is definitely not in my place to judge another human being. However, I do not agree with what the mak nyahs are fighting for. For example, if a person wants to do something wrong and their faculties are intact and they can judge what’s good and evil and they still chose to do evil, and they don’t justify their wrongdoings, then they can do whatever they want, so long as they realize the consequences their actions will entail. But the problem with the mak nyah community here is that they are trying to justify what they’re doing. For example, if I drink, and I start to say that drinking is fine and there’s nothing wrong with it. Now that’s just wrong. But if I drink and I don’t say anything and I realize that what I’m doing is wrong and I don’t go about preaching that drinking is right, then fine. Same goes for these mak nyahs. If they want to become women, go ahead. So long as you are aware of the consequences. Otherwise it is up to the society to educate them. It is when they start to preach about equality and human rights that it starts to really irk me.

Am I being completely unreasonable? I hope not. I may not be a super staunch Muslim, there are things that I still need to learn and improve myself with, but when something is blatantly wrong, then it is wrong. There is no sense in justifying it. If we were to do that, then we are merely contributing towards the downfall of our own society. We are living in a Muslim country, where drinking, drugs and free sex are wrong and frowned upon. But how come we have human rights activists in this country advocating for something which has been clearly stated in the Quran as wrong? I apologize if this posting is stepping on some toes. I’m merely stating what I think should be the obvious.

Monday, May 28, 2007

of criticizing and being criticized......

There's a fine line between the two. It is often easier to criticize than to accept criticism. But there's also another fine line between accepting criticism and standing one's ground. I welcome criticism, although being a mere mortal, and a female one at that, I admit that sometimes I find it hard to accept criticism with a smiling face, but I do try to keep an open mind. I take in the comments that will make me a better person, but for the rest, well...what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger, they say.
I believe that the world can easily be a much better place if the leaders were to accept criticism and evaluate the truth in it. Yes sometimes criticism can be the mere rantings of a bitter individual, but more often than not, they're worth listening to. Leaders should realize that they are in that position of power because they were elected by the people (in a democracy state, at least). And when you have been elected by the people, that means you should listen to the people. A government that is self-serving will get a nation nowhere. It is funny when you think about these leaders, pre-election. They can promise you the world on a silver platter, but when they get elected, they fail to deliver. What happened? Does the glory of being in office eliminate the obligation to serve the nation and its people? Why do people forget so easily? In an attempt to not make this writing sound technical and removed from everyday life, allow me to enhance my explanation with a more human metaphor. A husband and a wife who have been married for twenty years. Neither are as affectionate or as thoughtful as they were when they were courting or newly-weds. Why is this so? Does love wither with the years? From my understanding, it can only grow stronger. Which means you should be more affectionate now, than you were twenty years ago. Am I being unrealistically idealistic? Is this idea too far-fetched? Perhaps it's like when Galileo first suggested that the earth is infact not flat...
Which is better? An idealist or a burned out politician? Politicians are generally idealists when they first start out. They dream of a better tomorrow. They aspire to bring changes. They hope to make a difference. But at the end of the day, most of them end up complacent and start to take their responsibilities for granted. I am not attacking any one politician here. I am talking to all of you, all of us. Everyone who has the power to exact change, the power to make a difference, the power to make the world a better place. We all have that power. We all need to realize that complacency breeds mediocrity, hence reducing a nation that has great possibilities to one that goes with the flow, coasting along at a snail's pace, blissfully ignorant of the greatness that it can achieve, unaware of the regression that is taking place.
We live in a democratic country, or so our rukun negara suggests. Perhaps we are not fully aware of what democracy is. Allow me to enlighten you on that particular matter:
Democracy (literally "rule by the people", from the Greek demos,
"people", and kratos, "rule") is a form of government in which political power is held either by the people, or by their elected representatives (definition taken from wikipedia.com). When a government has been elected by the people, then the government automatically becomes the voice of the people. The government is then duty-bound to rule in the best interest of the people. This is not to say that the government cannot make any judgment of their own, but whatever judgment they make must not be self-serving. Leaders and government officials must realize that it is vital for them to listen to the people. Constructive criticism is only meant for the betterment of mankind at large. That is why it is absolutely important for them to listen, instead of going about as they please.
If our leaders won't hear us, then that doesn't mean our voices should die, it only means we should scream louder. This is not in any way a blatant protest against the current administration. I am talking to everyone, everywhere in the world, to cry out loud when injustice is being done. If the current administration is doing something wrong, then it is up to the people to point it out. What is the point of practicing democracy when the people's voices won't be heard? We might as well give in to anarchy. Injustice is the disease that slowly kills a society. Look at what happened to the Arabs in the Jahilliyyah era.
Greed and injustice will corrupt and the effects are either instantaneous or damaging in the long run. Either way, we still lose. People need to start thinking about the long-term effect instead of focusing on the gains right now.
As I said, a democratic state will only work if the people start to take their stand. And when the government starts to listen, not just hear. We are all inhabitants of our nation and we all want our nations to develop and prosper. But let this not happen at the expense of the well-being of others and at the expense of our own ethics and morality.
Let people call us idealists, but as long as there are idealists in this world, we can all work towards achieving that utopian state. Far-fetched? Perhaps... But hope takes men to heights that he never thought was possible before. Hope gives life meaning. Hope makes waking up in the morning worthwhile. Hope gets us through the rough spots in life. It is with hope that greatness is obtained.

Sunday, May 27, 2007

of cervical vertebraes..........

Aah...haven't posted an entry in a while... There are many reasons behind that. One is simply because I have not been inspired enough lately to write anything. The second is because I twisted my neck and caused some muscles to spasm, so basically that translates to me not being able to turn my head to the right. It has been almost a week now and I still can't fully turn to the right. You should see me when I'm driving. It's a hoot! Anyway, just saying that some new writing will be coming up soon. Perhaps my own little review of Sumolah. Gutten Nacht! Schlaffen gut!

Friday, May 18, 2007

of money and humanity...

Another attempt at being intellectuall. Well actually this is pretty much common sense, but why government officials find it so difficult to grasp will forever baffle me. Where does all the money go? I fully understand that it takes a lot of money to run a government, and it takes a lot of money to ensure that we all lead a comfortable and safe life here in Malaysia. I am not disputing that, and kudos to them for making this country a safe and comfortable place to live in. However, there are still questions that need to be answered. Like why are there beggars, and in KL? It's not like it's such a huge problem like what's happening in India. There are just a few here and there and why aren't the welfare department doing anything about this? Where is all the money going to? Can't they open their eyes just a teensy bit wider and acknowledge that poverty is still a problem in this country and something has to be done about it. We have skyscrapers that can hold their own against those in first world countries and yet we can't afford to feed our poor. Enough with the bullshit that the poor should quit being lazy and get a job. For some of them, yes this is true. Especially the able-bodied young ones who obviously are fit enough to work. But what about the rest who are just plain down on their luck? Women with babies whose husbands have abandoned them. Children on the streets without parents to take care of them. Old folks who have no one else in the world. What about these people? Don't feed me with the crap that there just isn't enough funding. Our sports ministry had the nerve to propose a sports complex in England, and you're telling me we can't afford to care for the less fortunate. I'm sure that our welfare department is doing their part in caring for these people, but the way I see it, more can be done. Why can't they go around, scouting for these beggars and do something to help them. Help them get back on their feet, so they are able to feed themselves in the years to come. As for elderly folks, why can't we build more homes for them? If we can have a mall after every few miles, why not homes for the less fortunate too? Everyday we see new buildings coming up, especially in KL. I am not against development in any way. In fact I am very much for them, but at the same time let's not neglect the humanity that I'm sure exists in all of us. It's just a question of acknowledging it or suppressing it. It seems to me that people who finally end up in a position of power ultimately find themselves caring more for their own well-being instead of the greater good. There are so few who actually believe that power equals to the goodness of mankind. And the problem is not just poverty. It extends to education too. Literacy is still a problem in our country. It is not that known because somehow this is not a problem that they want to highlight. What the fuck, pardon my french, is shahrizat jalil doing? Another thing that irks me when it comes to the ministry of women and families is the coining of the phrase OKU (orang kurang upaya) to identify the special people out there. Yes, they are at a certain disadvantage compared to the rest of us able-bodied people, but calling them kurang upaya (disabled) is just a load of crap. I think that if you give them a chance, some of them are more abled than us. Why must we classify them as disabled? Yes they need special attention, so why can't we call them Orang Istimewa (special people)?
This country is filled with self-serving, superior bastards. I am not generalizing. There are good folks out there who are doing all they can to help the less fortunate, but the superior ones somehow manage to land themselves in top positions. Where have their conscience disappeared to? Corruption is wide-spread and despite what pak lah said about ridding this country of corruption, it is still a problem. This is not an attack against our prime minister. But rather this is an attack against those who take bribes and give bribes. Don't they realize that what their doing will eventually affect the development of this country and that will in turn bring about our downfall. After that happens, where will we be? It's a vicious cycle yet they fail to see that. They fail to realize that it will cause them, or at least the future generations to suffer. What they do see is the personal gain that they're getting right now. If people were to stop for a second and reflect on the cause and effect of things, then perhaps they will opt for the greater good. Sedap sangat ka makan duit haram ni?
I apologize if this shout-out is sounding harsh, but I am all for the greater good. If only I had the money, I pray that my principles won't change and I will do what I can to help the less fortunate. Yes we all want to lead comfortable lives with a sense of financial security but that doesn't mean we should close our eyes to the pain and suffering of others.
Putting the less fortunate aside for a moment, what about the problems facing our kids today? Parents are getting busier with their careers, which causes these kids to have an abundant of free time, allowing them to wonder around, looking for things to do. If they end up doing good then fine. But what about those who unfortunately end up choosing the wrong path? Why can't we have centres for kids to go to after school? I know there is no way to help everyone, but minimizing the amount of those who end up becoming mat rempits or prostitutes is a good start, don't you think? These big corporate tycoons have a lot of money to burn, so why can't they spare some to build a teen centre? If all of the big companies were to contribute the sum of at least RM100,000 each, imagine what that amount can do for these teenagers... We could go around recruiting teenagers, encourage them to come to these centres and spend quality time, honing skills, get tutoring for school work, or helping others. It doesn't sound like too far-fetched an idea, does it? Just a little something to ensure that they have a better future.
At the end of the day, it all boils to down to what we are willing to do. If we want to stop corruption, we can. But do we have the will-power to do it? Ask yourselves this, mr government and mr corporate hot-shots, Do I want my children to live in a world where evil triumphs over good? Do I want my children to become a mat rempit? Do I want my children to engage in the same corruption practices that I am dabbling in? Do I want my children to live in a world where money speaks louder than love?

Thursday, May 17, 2007

of being a woman...

Here's my attempt at an intellectual shout-out... been learning about feminism and a lot of philosophy lately, so bear with my subject of choice. So basically women have been oppressed. To a certain extent that is true. But some parties are using that as an excuse to justify laziness. Like those who subscribe to Marxist Feminism. They were arguing that housewives should be paid wages by the government. Opposing the ideas by liberal feminists or other feminists for that matter, who urge women to enter the workforce in order to contribute to the economy, Marxist Feminist argue that women don't have to enter the workforce, instead they can remain in the household but wages are to be paid. To me, that is just a way for them to exonerate themselves from actually going out to work, instead insist on getting paid for staying at home. I am not in any way discounting the work of a housewife. I agree that it is not an easy job, but being a housewife is something that you should do willingly. Raising children in a household that has been subjected to monthly wages by the government is absolutely steering the idea of a family unit towards a money-oriented one; when I believe that households should be built upon love and trust. What message are we sending to our kids if moms are paid to bring them up? This argument is not in anyway mutually exclusive, but the underlying doubt will always be there.
Radical Feminism, on the other hand, is something that is so ridiculous I don't even know where to start. Men are essentially the enemy to Radical Feminists. They encourage homosexual behaviour and somehow totally reject the role of males.
To me, feminism is about the ability to choose. They are not housewives because they're forced to become one and have no choice of other options. Instead they are housewives because they want to be housewives. Back then, women rarely had the opportunity to say much about their lives. Men assumed that they were tailor-made for the household and everybody subscribed to this idea. Perhaps out of fear, mostly. Men are stronger, I am not disputing that. But the urge to always remain strong and in power has driven them to oppress women thus preventing them from exploring their possibilities. This is in someways, a classic case of fearing what pandora's box might release. Perhaps it was a fear that if they were to allow women to flourish in fields outside the household, women might outshine them. Therefore, what better way to go about it, than to convince women that the best place for them is at home. To me this fear forms the basis of the patriarchy system. Those in power naturally want to remain in power, and anything that may pose a threat to their reign will be eliminated, or failing that, oppressed.
Women have come a long way since the days of patriarchy. Choices are abundant and life has improved. As a woman of today, I am able to freely choose whether I want to pilot a plane or be a stay-at-home mom. This next line may make me an enemy of certain feminist groups, but I'll say it anyway: At the end of the day, either I'm a minister, or a lawyer or an astronaut, I am a woman who dreams of building a family and taking my place in the household as a loving wife and mother. Whether or not I'll be able to do a good job taking on those roles is not the question. Feminism sometimes rejects this, maintaining that women are men's equal, or better than men, which means that confining women to the household is an absolute no-no. They have to understand that at the end of the day, it is all a matter of choice.