tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77921965242790316542024-02-28T16:16:58.596+08:00LUNCH AT THE LAKE CLUBPahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.comBlogger330125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-55341061443759904052013-09-30T12:08:00.001+08:002013-09-30T12:08:03.977+08:00<div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 15.0pt; margin-bottom: 7.5pt;">
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">I’ll be going off for a long holiday soon. I was so very much in a good mood this
morning, up until my eyes was feasted upon this “</span><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"><a href="http://www.themalaymailonline.com/malaysia/article/us-colonising-malaysia-through-liberal-muslims-says-preacher" target="_blank">US colonising Malaysia through ‘liberal Muslims’, says preacher</a>” </span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">My first reaction was to run to the toilet hastily to check the color of
my ass. Is it white in color while the rest of my body remains sawa
matang? Relieved that I do not need to
resort to whatever it was the late Michael Jackson allegedly resorted to get
his skin tone even, I came out of the toilet feeling rather pissed. </span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 15pt;"> </span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">Let me take you through the article, and of course, with my comments (
in red)</span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">PUTRAJAYA, Sept 28 — A Malay Muslim (</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">I thought the first teaching in Islam is
to do without the race. So Malay Muslim is kind of opposing to the
fundamental teachings of Islam) </span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">preacher </span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">( I can’t help but
wonder how much he is getting per month preaching despite the Quran, which is
the word of God stating in 30:31-32 ‘Follow <b>those who do not</b> ask
from <b>you</b> any <b>wage’</b>)</span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;"> has accused the US of backing
“liberal Muslims” </span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(here
we go…the “branding” tactic…so what should we call the non liberal muslims? FundaMENTAL stone and whip loving brain dead
Muslims who do not believe in basic human rights and let’s not talk about women’s
rights?....are those the only two of our choices?) </span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">in an attempt to
colonise Malaysia </span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(and
the movement of abusing and misinterpreting Islam as a religion for use of
political advances is a better choice of colonism?)</span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;"> and other
Muslim-majority</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(you
mean the majority “Muslim” countries who are now mostly down the Mexico lane,
even Mexico lane looks somehow perky?)</span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;"> countries today.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">Mohd Hazizi Ab Rahman told a thousand-strong crowd</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(had kopi Tongkat Ali
during the breaks? Perhaps getting a erm…standing
…ovation?)</span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;"> attending a symposium here on the “Malay Leadership Crisis” the world
superpower is adopting a “soft power” approach to curb the rise of political
Islam,</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(there
you go…”political” Islam….it is only “right”
to be political as long as it is the Muslim politicking….haven’t we learn
enough from political Islamic history? Or
shall I say, bloody Islamic history ….really…literally bloody) </span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;"> which he said is posing a major threat to the
US’ global influence.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">“It’s not just the Shiah, there are many Islamic factions that is being
used to make Muslims fight each other and bow down to them,”</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(aaaaaaaaaand….Muslims
have not fault whatsoever in this fight?
I mean, aren’t we capable, based on Islamic history to screw ourselves
up already without having to blame “others” for these screw ups?)</span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;"> said the preacher
who called himself an analyst </span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(?anal- yst….where he has his head stuck in his own
ass and he analysed that) </span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">on moderate Muslims and “Americanisation”.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">Mohd Hazizi described “liberal Muslims” as those who support democracy,
pluralism and human rights and do not see those values as opposed to Islamic
ones.</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(see
what I mean when I say muslims are capable of feckin’ themselves up without any
outside help? This is one brilliant example….He just screwed himself over in
just this one sentence)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">He said such “liberal Muslims” also value a democratic government that
ensures good governance, instead of insisting on an Islamic state,</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(which do not support
all of what he had just describe) </span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;"> and would not mind if a non-Muslim were to one
day take over the leadership of the country.</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(aaaaaand….the Muslims in the past did a
good governing job? Again…read the
bloody Islamic history folks….unless you are haemophobia of course, then you
will be better off reading the Utusan Malaysia)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">But in order to safeguard Islam’s interests and that of its followers
nationwide, Malaysia’s leader must be a Muslim, Mohd Hazizi insisted.</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(to safeguard Muslims
from basic human rights, democracy, and all the good values that is “non
Islamic” of course).<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">The symposium is jointly organised by two Muslim non-government
organisations, Ikatan Muslimin Malaysia (ISMA) and Pembina, and is held at the
Dewan Seri Siantan here.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">In the first dialogue session this morning, several Malay Muslim
researchers had spoken about five threats against their the country’s dominant
racial and religious community, which it identified as the teachings of the
Shiah school of Islam, an alleged “invasion” of the Chinese, free trade
agreements including the controversial Trans-Pacific Partnership
Agreement (TPPA), Americanisation, and Christianisation.</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(they forgot one more
threat…..they themselves…threat against cerebral death)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">ISMA’s women wing had earlier this month urged the Attorney-General to
file an appeal to stop the circulation of Canadian writer Irshad Manji’s book
“Allah, Liberty and Love” in its Bahasa Malaysia version, calling it an attempt
to spread “liberalism”. </span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(I’ve
got to admire Islamists movement though….they get women to agree to all the
stupidity willingly….what is the word I’m looking for here…ah yes…masochism ….well…small
price one have to pay for ignorance of course…)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">According to the NGO, the government’s initial ban on Manji’s book had
been successful in preventing the spread of “liberal Islam”, which she
described to be solely based on logic, advocates “ijtihad” or independent
reasoning, and puts Islam on equal footing with other religions.</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(the usual tactic of
idiots with power…no capability of intelligent discourse, just ban whatever it
is they can’t argue intelligently…end of story)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">The ban has since been lifted following a High Court ruling on September
5.</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(lift
it, ban it…doesn’t really matter…ever heard of free internet downloads and
better yet…Kindle?)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">The Malaysia Islamic Development Department (JAKIM) has frequently
warned Muslims nationwide against liberalism, with an official sermon for the
Aidilfitri celebration in early August warning of a conspiracy by “enemies of
Islam” to manipulate them through ideas like secularism, pluralism, socialism,
feminism and positivism. </span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">(of
course all this is bad for Islam the religion…although it is exactly what “Islam
the Deen” is all about though…do ponder what the difference are)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">The recent spotlight on Islamic decrees by Malaysian authorities on its
followers as well as on non-Muslims has led to heated debate over their
enforcement here, with some groups deeming certain provisions under religious
law to be regressive while others have voiced concern over a worrying trend of
overt Islamisation in a multicultural country.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">There you go…the word of a
preacher himself. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">I have nothing else to say except…cause
and effect. Look at the so called
alleged “Islamic” countries all over the world.
Apart form Turkei who are progressive but ironically not regarded as “Islamic”
country, we can all use our god given brains to sit and ponder what exactly
went wrong.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">But what are we doing right now
here in Malaysia is exactly the opposite.
Instead of learning from the history of Islam, we instead follow the
path towards their doom. If there is one
phrase I hate most is “ Apa boleh buat, sudah taqdir”. This word is blasphemous because one blames
God for all the wrong things they do yet hoping it to become right against the
law of the universe or for the right things they were supposed to do but didn’t.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;">They say a journey to a thousand
miles begin with the first step. Some just continued from the first step, but
unfortunate on the wrong path. They
follow without thinking because apparently, thinking kills faith. But do stop to ponder on KIND of faith that
is killed? I’m of the opinion that
thinking kills most religion…but not the good deen. If you do not understand what I’m saying
here, maybe you need to reflect on your path.
Are you on the present path by chance or by choice? Think about it…Yes…think….<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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acknowledge except by God's leave. He casts the affliction upon those who do
not reason.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;"><br /></span></div>
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alleged “Islamic” countries are undergoing what I would call “God’s affliction”? And here we are ....in our Malaysia Boleh spirit, ready to join the club of doom....<o:p></o:p></span></div>
PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-18311514840120041232013-09-09T17:35:00.001+08:002013-09-09T17:35:57.162+08:00Say Something Nice : Why it's kewwwwwl to be a Malaysian Reason #5....( I think..)<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">It’s three o’clock
in the morning and you woke up from pang of hunger. You’re lazy to cook but that darn hunger
refused to let you go back to George Clooney or Pamela Anderson or whoever you
were having that intense interaction with before you were rudely woken up by
the pain of your tummy wanting some food. Being in Malaysia, you can just jump into
something decent to wear, or if you are too lazy, jump into the car in your
jumpers (and later claim that you sleep-eat..that’s a medical condition where
you sleep walk and search for food to eat) and get to the nearest food
stop. Mind you, it’s 3 o’clock in the
morning and we get food cooked for us, hot and lovely and not just from the
microwave of 7-eleven. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">You’d be
surprised that in most other countries, you will be forced to either cook
yourself some meal to entertain your hunger, or just go back to sleep hoping
that whoever you left in your dream was still waiting for you.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">This is one
of the kewwwwlest things when we are in Malaysia. In most part of Europe for instance, malls
are closed on Sundays and if you are lucky, opened half day on Saturdays. Maybe it’s a good thing whereby people are
forced to bond with family instead of spending time at the mall where it is full
of distractions, but imagine what this could do to one’s sanity should one is
trying to run away from baaaaaaaad relationship. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">And being a
woman, especially a woman of Islamic religion, I guess we are relatively very
much lucky that it is relatively safe to get into the car at 3am and get your
warm food. In fact, Muslim women here
are lucky to be allowed to drive. Then again,
I can’ t blame the Saudis for banning their women to drive. I mean, if women have to cover their whole
body from top to bottom, some may have just forgotten to poke two holes through
their hijab in order to see where they drive towards, and this can be
detrimental to one’s safety. And that's just me saying something nice to women in such attire. Trust me when I say, I can say reeeeeelly not so nice things. Hmm..maybe I should join the "Say something relatively nice Campaign" instead of "Say Something Nice"...but......I'm trying...<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">One of the
things I missed most when I was overseas, is eating under the stars on a
pavement. In some countries, eating out
on the pavement like the mamak stalls or the Chinese Hawkers could mean you are
eating your last meal. Some angry
citizens with weapons in their possession may just decide that there are bored
and would love to go for a bullet spray, just like that.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">Here in Malaysia,
we tend to take for granted of how lucky we are that this country is still
relatively safe and that we are blessed with many resources and people are
still willing to work until late morning to serve us food. Of course the security can be improved for
the better. To some extent, complaining
and demanding for a better service from the police force is basics. But we need to remember that as rakyat, we
need to be proactive in improving our security system. How? For
that, I have to torture you with another story.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">I grew up in
a community where we take care of each other, without having so much to rely on
the police force. If we see strangers
with suspicious behaviour hovering around,
we will alert each other and investigate.
We do not turn our back on such things just because these suspicious
characters are not on our compound. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">When I have my
own house, I noticed after some time, I’m one of the few people in my
neighbourhood who actually bother to get up and investigate when I hear noises
from neighbours’ houses. My house alarm
went off once in the early hours of the morning, and only my immediate neighbour
bothered to call to find out what is going on. The rest of the neighbours
probably assumed it was false alarm, or maybe do not bother because it was not
their alarm that went off, did not so much as peeped to look at what was
happening. They are just contented on
paying money to people I coin as “The pizza delivery security wanabes”. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">Why I call
them that, is because I notice that they will just past by every hour (on
schedule ergo predictable) without even really bothered looking around. One early morning, after coming back from
clinic that I was on-call, I stood at the gate locking it when I noticed this
pizza security flers passing by,….they did not even noticed that I was standing
at the gate and looking at them, to see whether they so much as look at
me. So for those who are relying on such
services, here’s a free advice ; Don’t sleep too sound, you may one day wake up
to a knife poking your rear end. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">Bottom line, before we open our mouths to complain complain complain about the system around us, take a look at ourselves in the mirror. Do we have something nice to say to ourselves?</span></div>
PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-7971851034107781102013-09-04T23:25:00.001+08:002013-09-05T00:05:41.020+08:00#SaySomethingNice: Why it is kewwwwl to be a Malaysian. Reason #4<u><b>We get to appreciate the jokes only Malaysians can</b></u>.<br />
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Of course other countries have their own personal jokes so to speak, but think about it…more races, more stuff to joke about. And since we comprise of variety, naturally the humour is in abundance. I’m married to a non Malaysian and although we share many things including humour, it will take some time for him to digest Malaysian humour that only Malaysians like you and I can appreciate.
For instance; my spouse do not understand it when I told him that here in Malaysia, the subtitles of a film can be hilarious. I have seen the translation of “We start from scratch” translated as, “Kita mula dengan menggaru”.
And then, only Malaysians, with the exception of the MCKK (Malay college Kuala Kangsar) boys of course, will laugh at the term “ Mc Gay Gay”. I got this from watching the Comedy Court boys perform a stand-up comedy. They are hilarious I tell you.
Then remember that beautiful Petronas Deepavali ad, where the bunch of Indian boys dressed up like Afro American, not to mention tried to sound like one goes, “Phatty…phatty” alerting the other boys that their “Phatty” or and Indian word for “Grandmother” although the others did not get the warning thinking the guy meant “Parteeey”. I mean this one:<br />
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I mean, how can my hubby laugh at the word “Batang Berjuntai”.
And then, there are names to fool around with. I’m sure you all have heard of the classic joke. It’s about a shop in Ipoh called “Wee Kian Fatt”. Across the road however, there was an alleged similar shop but only called, “Soh Kian Wee”.
How beautiful is that , tell me.
We also used to joke about names. Zakaria, Soh Long Kok. One of my patient name is “Butt Chin Chuan”…I promise you that was how butt was spelt. Then there was a “Wong Shit Moy”…again, I’m not kidding. These people exist. In Sabah, the Pengarah Jabatan Arkib Negeri Sabah was named Datuk Datu Tigabelas Datu Zainal Abidin. Too bad his father was not Tan Sri Empatbelas..otherwise it would have been cool to be called 13 anak 14.
Here’s another one. My kid’s friend’s name is …get this…”Fakhim”.
Kids call him “phakker" for short....<br />
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Here’s another one… the word “Sifat” means “virtue” in BM yet it means “butt” in Chinese. Hahaha…I’m amazed Jakim, Jais dan kawasan kawasan yang seimbecile dengannya did not ban the Chinese to say “Sifat sifat Allah”. They got to ban the latter word to be used by non-Muslims…although there was no need in the first place.
Then I used to joke with my Punjabi friends by saying “Tey riiiii maa kasih”. For the benefit of those who do not understand a word of Punjabi, “Tey riiii maa” means “Your mother” but in an expletive sense of it. So we use to greet each other , “Tey riiiiii ma …kasih”…then would giggle after that.
I’m sure there are many more that I’ve forgotten to pen down.<br />
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And then there's Ilmu Hisab....it became less interesting when it was changed to "Mathematics"...maybe failure in marketing....should have left it as "Ilmu Hisab"...sounds more alluring to especially curious kid.<br />
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I use to study close by home for some time, so much so, I like to say that “When people say ‘I’m homesick’ it means ‘they miss home’, but when I say I’m ‘homesick’ it means ‘I’m sick of home’….”. But there was a time when I was overseas and I was truly missing home. One of the stuff I missed was how we are as a society. Sure…sometimes we step on each other’s foot, hey, nobody’s perfect. But it’s home. Remembering jokes like this is just so …exclusively Malaysian..
I leave you with my favourite video, that only Malaysians can truly appreciate….it’s an old video, but it’s just….let me put it this way…I will cry buckets if I watch this when I’m far away from home…<br />
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Speaking of being a doctor, I can vouch that Malaysians are creative with excuses judging at how we come up with some while desperately trying to obtain MC (Medical Certificate…..ya…like no one knows what MC means…even the foreign workers are catching up with this…) for example. Here’s one, “ I had a nasty fight with my boss and now every time I see his face, especially on Mondays, I feel nauseated. The best thing is for me to stay away from the office”. Creative isn’t it? Oh, and here is my favourite, “I have such a bad diarrhea and I’ve sharted (a term for accidentally shitting while farting) and I now I have no underwear so you’ve got to give me MC lah doc.” Needless to say, doctors are forced to come out from their comfort non-creative zone to become creative in answering these types of excuses. For the former I’d tell them, “Should I give your boss MC too? I’m sure he feels the same about you especially on Mondays” and for the latter, “Some of your colleagues are running around the office without an underwear, judging from the office scandals circulating and they seem to be doing just fine at work. I’m sure you can manage just this one day”. Okay…confession…...I’ve never said this (the latter), but it was on my mind okay. See why doctors don’t sound creative? Half of our creativity stops at the tip of our tongues, due to professionalism.<br />
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If anyone is still not satisfied with only the doctor’s testimony on how creative Malaysians are, then they should look at the Mat Rempits. I suspect that initially, these Rempits were just trying to be creative with ways to gamble their lives. The motorcycle was just the manifestation of this.
And shuffling (no ..I don’t mean the shuffling done in places like Genting Highlands)….yes…I mean the dance shuffling where one get down and…well..shuffle. Malaysians for your information, are known for our own brand of shuffling.<br />
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One of the people whom I have high respect in the Art world is our very own Indian Classical dancer, Ramli Ibrahim. Of course he’s not the sun of Ibrahim Ali the …oppppppppppppppppppp….chop…I just remembered that I this is a campaign to say nice things. I’ll practice reticence then. Moving along... I mean, how cool is it to have a Malays dancing the Indian Dance. And we have many other artists who cross their culture in performance, for instance , Alley Cats, Vince, Francisca Peters, Jaclyn Victor and many more.<br />
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It would be nice to have Malays singing Chinese or Indian songs more. Then again, even though the Malays hardly travel outside their comfort zone when it comes to performing arts, (I guess it takes too much effort to learn other languages. After all, if we stick to Bahasa Malaysia, then automatically we will understand English…that’s two in one twin pack), Malays do enjoy being in the K-Pop stream for instance. And of course we have many Malaysians who are berjiwa negro and indulge in soul from the getto brada hood and yo yo wassap bro kinda art…nowadays we have especially Malays and Indians talking like they are from the getto. Suddenly Jais becomes Jay, Mohanan becomes Mo etc etc etc…with braided hair and tattoo all over the body that is so kewwwl that their own grandmother would not even recognize them when brushing shoulders.<br />
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Although we have the tendency to preserve our cultural heritage, we could, if we wanted to, be very creative when exploring the realms of fusion, be it fashion or culinary for instance. Food of course, apart from the Peranakan’s, had taken flight with fusion creativity. We have for example “teh tiga lapis”, durian cake, Milo+Hollicks+Kopi drinks which I read a comment made on Facebook, that if<br />
tea was added to the recipe, the drink should be called “LickMiKoTeh”. (see, we are even creative in our marketing strategies). This is of course excluding the “hal ehwal semasa” dishes like the time when Anwar case was hot, there was, “Sodo Mee”, wait, what? There wasn't ? Oh, pardon me, there should have been then. I remember eating Roti C4 at one time. I remember this roti quite well, not only because of the name but also because at the end part of my digestive system, the one that is not involved in copulation of the French kind, had an explosion the very next morning. I remember thinking, “If this was America, I would have sued that mamak right down to his underwear”.<br />
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And then there’s the interesting method of the making of teh tarik and roti canai, where food are tossed up in the air and more interestingly, landed back where it is supposed to land. Trust me, it requires good skills to perform these. I remember attempting tossing my roti canai and I did it too high, and well..there must be something wrong with my dough mixture too, because next thing I remember, I had to look for a ladder and climb it to scrap the roti canai off my kitchen ceiling. Imagine if we comprise of only one single entity, we won’t be blessed with all the privileges in a form of Mamak stalls, Peranakan culture and the Yusuf Tayooooooooooooooooooooob advertisement. Oh yes….brace yourselves to another yet new culture. The Arabinization of Malaysian Muslims. Who knows, one day, we will have roti panjang John with Shisya coming out between those long roti…..endless possibilities folks…endless possibilities…PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-87488351854357849452013-09-03T01:46:00.000+08:002013-09-03T01:46:00.332+08:00SAY SOMETHING NICE CAMPAIGN : Why it's kewwl to be Malaysians Reason #2We have the chance to be <u><b><a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/eclectic" target="_blank">eclectic</a></b></u>.<br />
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Ever wonder how it would be like being born and raised in a country where from the day you wake up to braise the dawn till the day you say good night to the only people you come to contact with who have the same look, dress the same way, cook and eat the same food, sing the same kind of songs? I don’t know about you, but THAT sounds boring to me. It would probably be living in The Matrix just minus the handsome Keanu Reeves.
Maybe that was what our government had in mind when they came up with the tag line “<b><u><a href="http://www.thestar.com.my/News/Nation/2013/08/22/New-slogan-to-be-launched-soon-Endless-Possibilities-to-complement-1Malaysia.aspx" target="_blank">Endless Possibilities</a></u></b>”. To be honest, if I may be allowed to digress a little, I had a little panic attack with the term “Endless Possibilities” when my ears were for the first time feasted upon them; because judging from some of the scandals involving some of our politicians in the past, the word “Endless Possibilities” could well mean…..well…endless possibilities, but FOR Whom? That is an Endless Possibilities for the Rakyat to worry. Still..let's give them the benefit of the doubt now shall we.<br />
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Back on track. I think Malaysians have come a long way stepping out from our stereotype beings. I recall those days when I hear people grumbling, “Ish..Cina ni, rambut jer yang lurus” (“With Chinese, only their hair is straight”) and I doubt they meant straight in a heterosexual sense of it. Then, there’s “Melayu layu” and “India suka mabuk”.<br />
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Well, today, we have all the bad and the good traits in a Muhibbah proportion. We have Melayu, India, Cina suka mabuk together gether, which is one form of Muhibbah. Don't get me wrong, I don't mean this in a bad way. History had proven over and over again, that it was the sober ones who screwed the world up. I don't recall any world war started during the Happy Hour. Although I must say I am a little bewildered with drunk Malays who can drink like a fish but stay away from pork like it's the plague. Or lately, we have our Chinese brothers joining us in the world of crime. One has to wonder, how bad is the economy when a person with the progressive China-man gene starts to turn to robbery. And since this is a "Say Something Nice Campaign", I will give concession to a Muhibbah Organized Crime by not commenting on what could be a Muhibbah form of alleged Organized Crime. So okay, not all Malays learn to make money like the Chinese by joining UM...politics. <br />
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Imagine, from the day we were born, we were/are exposed to so many cultures. All one has to do is to pick and choose what one wants to keep as his/her virtues. Maybe what we see in society today, good or bad is the fusion of the choices we pick from those virtues. Being eclectic is one of the virtues that serve as a stepping stone towards an evolution of mankind, and not in retrograde. Even the Pak Lebais recognizes this form of progress. Although they like to insist on going backwards in many issues especially when it comes to women matters, still, they chose to drive the car instead of riding the camel to what they claim as "work". <br />
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If our forefathers the cave men chose to only stay in the cave and wear those hideous fur wrappings they call the closet, we would not be watching reality TV full of designers in the making for instance. (hmm...on second thoughts, maybe they should have stayed in the caves). Then again, some of the people of "civilization", some women may still be stuck with the Cave woman closet. To women's defense, being the more superior being, although silently, we would attribute to the skimpy dressing to preparing for global warming. Or worst, if humans do not have the urge towards trying something new or progressing, we would all be talking Shakespeare English and I would not even bother writing these articles if so.<br />
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While it's a norm to want to preserve our culture and heritage, being eclectic is another type of culture that is worth giving some importance to. And where better to start than to be exposed to many cultures, religion etc, in someplace like Malaysia...<br />
<br />PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-56234399776519749622013-09-01T22:26:00.000+08:002013-09-01T22:30:47.847+08:00SAY SOMETHING NICE CAMPAIGN : Why it's kewwwl to be Malaysians Reason #1 : <b>We get many holidays</b>..wait...I should sound more excited...let me add some exclamation marks..here we go,...<b>We get many holidays!!!!!</b> Depending on which side you are on, some may even say far too many, of course the employees will claim we could do with more.
Well, we have many races with many religions ergo many holidays. That plus our annual leave makes quite a decent number of leave from work. This is of course excluding self-created holidays from MC (Medical Certification) or perhaps the kind of holidays we get when the incumbent government take a big win in the General Erections..oops, I mean General Elections (which haven’t been happening lately and I doubt will happen in this near future) or Malaysian almost obsolete football team take on Manchester United on a friendly match and accidentally won (or if we employ a couple of Banglas with offensive body ordor that really pissed those Mat Salleh's off until their concentration derails and they score their own goals.....) and of course etc etc etc. If the state of confusion be made into a religion and is called “Confused-cius”, we will have a few more days of leave. I said “a few more days” because I suspect that Confused-cius, , may hold quite a majority number of disciples.<br />
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Yes. Festive seasons and holidays. It is fun going back to Kampung and Malaysians are such a high spirited lot that we could even take the traffic jam almost every festive season, created by mostly our tolls. I mean, we Malaysians celebrate EVERYTHING, just give us half the chance. The Malays will in a split second congest the highways and tolls heading for Kampungs during Chinese New Year, sometimes the Chinese will have to wait for the traffic to clear off and head back to their respective Kampungs just in time for the Pre Chinese New Year dinner. The Chinese are very competitive lot but unfortunately they cannot beat the Malay record timing of getting into the car to head out of town towards the Kampung when any holidays are declared.<br />
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And speaking of tolls, another cool thing about being a Malaysian is that we don’t really have to queue up like those boring Brits if we don’t want to. It’s not like any good Samaritan will come up to those people who cut queue and tell them off, something along the lines of, “We are in a hurry too dear”…or “I think your Kindergarten teachers had left out the alphabet Q from the syllabus because you sure look like you haven’t heard of it”. My favourite is “Kambing biri biri kat UK pun reti beratur….”.
I mean, look at the LRT system for instance. We save time simply by rushing into the LRT the very moment the door opens and well, the people from inside will HAVE to now hurry up to get out. This is definitely less time consuming. Fantastic! <br />
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And oh… look at our tolls. Some people may go about 35km an hour but one can roughly estimate the distance of approaching a toll when we notice the sudden speed increase of the vehicles for no apparent reason…well, not apparent until we reach the toll of course. And well, the Smart Tag was created again to save time, although it is rather unfortunate that it is a misnomer because frankly, the Tag is the one that is Smart, the user…not so. Some of the users are so not smart, that it beats the purpose of having a fast lane rendering it fit to be renamed as “Semak Tag” or “Schmuck Tag”. It can only achieve the title “Smug Tag” when all the users are idiot-proofed.Oh but I have digressed.<br />
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As for those who are left in KL during the festive seasons, we truly appreciate the non-traffic jam situation so much so that we will almost be in tears when it is time for the people to head back into KL. I’m sure the KL rodents share the same sentiments as the KL-ites.<br />
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And THOSE are just the official holidays. Let me start on what I’d like to coin as “hidden holidays”. Notice how sometimes in your say, telephone bills for example; there are “hidden charges” that only a person with the skill of observation paired with high index suspicion would notice. Well, MC to me can be categorized as “hidden holidays”. Based on experience, and I do blame the General Practitioner for enabling this (due to business competition of course), MC (Medical Certificate)is viewed by majority public as the answer to mostly problems that have nothing to do with being sick, which is what the MC was originally for. MC is like a Superhero, the answer to man’s problem. Leave not approved, no problem, get MC. Fed up of work, get MC. Child falls sick, parents take MC. Jet lag and feeling lazy to go to work after a long holiday? Ah, small matter, take MC and call it a short break to recover from a longer one.</span><br />
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Now….see how cool it is to become Malaysians? We get to use up all our medical leave privileges to solve all of our life’s problems. That’s what I meant by we have abundance of holiday.<br />
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So there you go… the first reason why it is cool to be a Malaysian. I’ve got a couple more articles to go and for those who are used to my writing style, you will inevitably notice <b><u>how much effort I have injected into behaving</u></b> and abiding to the “Say something nice” campaign. (Only you will agree that this is me being nice). My mom use to tell me, “If you have nothing good to say about something, then don’t say anything”. Pffft!! We hardly listen to what God says…what makes moms think we listen to them. But hey...you must believe me when I say I'm trying...
</span>PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-71683095309377780552013-09-01T00:00:00.001+08:002013-09-01T22:24:42.720+08:00SAY SOMETHING NICE CAMPAIGN : Why it's kewwwl to be a MalaysianI once had a conversation with my sister in law who resides in the UK after marrying her cousin who is a PR there. Merely trying to strike a polite conversation, I must have asked her more than once about her return to residing in Malaysia. Irritated, she snubbed me, “Why people kept asking me this question? I mean, what is so great about Malaysia that I want to come back?”.
It’s not so much as what she had said that was hurtful, but rather how she said it. At that moment, I was just stumped. I wanted to just hurt her back by saying, “Well, what is “great” is that although you do not have a drop of Malay blood in you, and majority of your family strongly forbids marrying outside of your own kind yet because you speak and even though broken Malay and profess Islam as a religion, you are granted the Bumiputra status hence the really fat account in your ASB”. But I withheld my tongue of course.
I don’t really care for the racial sentiments, after all, I am...well, if you insist on stereotyping; a Malay who married a Punjabi and this would be a testimony that I can’t really give a damn about racial issues. No, it is not the race issue that bugged me. It was the hypocrisy.<br />
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So what is cool about being a Malaysian anyway? I can write a book about why it is not cool to be a Malaysian, but at some point in life, we have got to learn to stop whining at what we don’t have and learn to appreciate what we do, before losing those too. This is of course and arguable statement, but I believe in staying positive. We are allowed to still whine about what we don’t have, as long as we do something to change it. To keep us healthy while waiting for changes to materialize, it won’t hurt us to stay positive and grateful with the good side of things.<br />
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So what is cool about being a Malaysian then? Actually, the main question you should be asking me is, “Why am I driven to point out what is cool about being a Malaysian? Let me share with you my little experience.<br />
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I once backpacked around Bali and I can understand why Bali is a major tourist attraction. Personally however, one of the hundreds of reason why I love being in Bali was the fact that unlike in my own country, the question they asked concerning where I was from just stops at “Where are you from?” It never got past that question after I hand them my answer, “I am a Malaysian”. People are contented with that One Answer as though they are part of the One Malaysia campaign. There were no more questions beyond that One Question. No: “Yaaa…but what are you? Are you a Malay, Chinese, Indian Malaysian or mixed from those or dan lain lain?”. And folks, it felt REALLY REALLY good to be able to just answer it the way it should be answered by all fellow Malaysians when such question is posed upon us, “I am a Malaysian”. Full stop.<br />
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To further make you understand how that felt like,again, try to reminisce the moment when our badminton hero Dato’ Lee Chong Wei fought in finals against China’s whatshisface. Do you recall how, how it felt like, for that just one moment, when we all forgot that we were Malays or Chinese or Indian or Dan Lain Lain ( I put it in capitals on purpose to signify that minorities are important too, although if I were to list them down here, I will not have time to complete my articles), and for that particular moment in time, we were all, simply just Malaysians. Tell me that didn't feel good to you.<br />
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Well, my hope is that my articles will create the same sentiments when together we laugh or cry or hate something about Malaysia. Or not…..
So what is going on with Malaysia these past few years? Well, here is how I view it. Malaysia is just a new civilization as compared to the countries valued with a long history of civilization. We are basically teenagers in the eyes of history. To me, what Malaysia is undergoing today, is just a growing pain. And like most teenagers, we throw our tantrums (what better way than to protest in street protests..although I’m quite taken aback that we Malaysians did not protest against the catastrophic Jerebu caused by amongst them, a few fellow Malaysians as I was under the impression that these protests were for the better future of Malaysians. There should be some kind of protest since there will not be many people to comprise the future should majority die from lung problems or accidents from poor driving view) before everything settled down again and we get distracted with our latest shopping complex etc.<br />
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I smile when anyone voice out their worries about Malaysia becoming something like Egypt. Well, for one, Egypt comprises of really frustrated people without jobs and most have nothing to lose. People without anything to lose are, needless to say, dangerous people. Malaysia has poor people but categorized as relatively poor. You can still catch sight of an Astro dish sticking on their rooftop if you look close enough. So after the tantrum throwing, block a couple of major roads in the process (although feeling smug and proud of that because apparently that showed the humongous turn out for support, never mind a few people suffering from the outcome of medical delay), we go back home feeling relieved that our anger was heard (and well, it is important to show some anger of course) and flip through the latest Ikea Catalog and plan for our next holiday trip. I don’t think Malaysians are prepared to lose their lives in street protests unless probably some Rempits who risk their nothing-to-lose lives on the road doing unthinkable stunts anyway. We are too spoiled and we certainly know that we’d be dumb if we lose our lives for a couple of spiteful politicians who can’t get along with each other. We are too smart for that. Besides, do you think those angry politicians will themselves gamble their lives if they need to put it on the line? I don't think so. Politicians do what they do best, employ the tools to do their dirty jobs. I’m sure we can agree with this even if we have many issues we don’t agree upon, right fellow Malaysians?<br />
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Then again, I may be wrong since there may be enough gullible people to get together and start a riot. Those who probably think that one cannot live without inflicting pain on ourselves. Can’t blame them, as Paganism is something that is deep rooted in
So let’s go through this growing pains together but not forgetting that despite all the tantrums, there is love among us the Rakyat and that was why we felt any anger in the first place. Not loving this country will only make us feel….indifferent. So let’s get angry when we need to get angry and show them we are angry in a way just enough to get the job done, but not enough to cause self-destruction. You think we can handle this Malaysians? I think we can.</span>PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-66964622088377045782013-08-31T00:00:00.001+08:002013-08-31T08:30:33.164+08:00SAY SOMETHING NICE CAMPAIGN : THE PRELUDE....<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I love my country. And this is a tragedy, as how Shakespeare would describe love. He did not? Shakespeare I mean. Well, at least his works had suggested it. Tragic is also for the students who had to learn Shakespeare and sit for the exams on his work, if I may add.
Yes. With the current state of Malaysia, it is indeed a tragedy to be in love with her. But I do. I love Malaysia. Then again, I may have some un-diagnosed masochist tendencies similar to those who committed themselves into marriages. Dare I say, you are suffering from the same ailment too?</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But here’s the good news. As much as how a little sad the state of our country is, she is not suffering from a terminal disease that is incurable. She is suffering from a disease, yes albeit curable. The very fact that we, the Malaysians do realize that our beloved country is in fact suffering from a debilitating disease and that keeping reticent about it will result in grave consequences for our future survival is already the first steps towards improving the current situation. </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What is the purpose of writing this article anyway, you ask me. Well, I have been invited to participate in the “<a href="http://www.thestar.com.my/News/Nation/2013/08/19/Say-something-nice.aspx" target="_blank">Say Something Nice Campaign</a>” (thank you for the invite) which most of my readers who decipher my style of writing will ..how shall I put it…ROFLOL (that’s “Roll onto floor laughing out loud” in internet jargon). Perhaps this is THE reason I was invited (haha) because if nasty Pah Nur can say something nice, perhaps there is hope for Malaysian to “reconcile” after all. Truthfully, I do not really comprehend it when people keep coining that word, “reconciliation” among Malaysians. </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I don’t know about you but on the ground, the people are okay among each other…however, the only people that truly need reconciliation right now are those bunch of people we elected into Parliament. I mean, there must be a reason why the English Collective Noun “A parliament of Baboons” was created.
And some even need reconciliation between the mouth and the end part of the digestive system ( the end that does not have any… erm ….French Connection) because some of the words that come out does not really have any clear distinction as to which end they emerge from..(hey....this is me being nice okay)</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Here’s the thing we must understand. Whether we like it or not, we live in the same biosphere. Even a retarded monkey can decipher that entities that coexist in a biosphere needs to maintain the harmony in that particular biosphere because this harmony is vital for our own survival ergo existence. So, after the heat cools down, you know..the talk about boycotting this and that, the sudden rise in chicken price approaching Hari Raya, the Jonker Street racket and blah blah blah…we will realize and hopefully not too late, that we are basically stuck with each other and like it or not, we have to be nice to each other. Be nice or die trying. How to be nice to each other? </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We’ve got to start somewhere right? Let’s understand that while it is relatively okay to be racial, it is not acceptable to be a racist. I do hope you know the difference. Well, let’s start with embracing our similarities rather than our differences.
Sometimes, we spend too much time whining about the things we don’t have, and we forget to embrace in gratitude, what are the things that we have. If anything, this will leave us with heart filled with grudges hence unhappiness. Let’s start this healing process with the feeling of gratitude and empathy. Let’s share together in recall, what we love about Malaysia, this country we are sharing.
And this is what you can expect from my blog entries beginning Merdeka Day (Independence Day) to Hari Malaysia (Malaysia Day). Or I'll try....</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I grew up in an environment comprising of multiracial entities. I, for one, cannot survive in an environment where there is only one race because this is just plain boring not to mention a non-competitive environment where people just fall contented with being complacent. Everyone dresses the same, eats the same food, sing the same kind of songs, speak the same language, and if there is only one race we will get bored laughing at the same funny stuff from that same race. It’s kind of nice to laugh at/with other races once in a while and being able to absorb racial jokes pertaining to our own…and etc, etc, etc. We won't be having some of the most inspiring not to mention funny Stand Up Comedians had we not comprise of such a wonderful combo. Of course some regretfully may have to retire early soon after Samy Vellu stepped down, but I'm sure there are many more funny public character who can potentially deter these wonderful talents from an early retirement. Yes... I love it that I grew up in such an environment. And I grew up fine too (although some if not many may contest this)… I think… no criminal record ..yet…</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is one of the reasons why I had accepted the kind offer to join this campaign. I want to share with my fellow Malaysians, what it is like to love Malaysia, and to reminisce why we love this country, in hope that the process of healing will begin from the very source of a healthy country, from us, the Rakyat …(the people of Malaysia).</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sure, it’s so easy to blame the politicians, the Jews, even the cows for alluring politicians into sinning (err...in a non-bestiality sense of it), and what not, but we must remember that the politicians are just a reflection of our society. It is we who are responsible in forming the society that coalesces into a bigger nation that will determine the nature and future of our country. I think it is high time we stop blaming just the politicians. In life, it is within us that we need to search for the answers as to why our country is the way it is today because that is how democracy works. If the society comprises of the corrupted and the racist, naturally the people elected by majority will reflect the same virtues. When we talk about bribery, if there is no giver, there shall be no receiver. It is not fair to blame just one party when the word “corruption” will not exist without both entities. Ask ourselves, w</span><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">ho provides this stepping stone? Politicians gain power by popular support so if racism is a stepping stone then we must then wonder why do we allow it to be a stepping stone? Reticence may also become the partner in crime.</span><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> If you blame the politician to use racism as stepping stool to their careers , ask ourselves, who do we go out to lunch at work every day, or who do we invite to our houses for just hanging out? Where do you send you kids to school? There…..there lies your answers...</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, let us go back to our common ground; what similar stuff that we share and we love as Malaysians. For instant the sentiments we put aside when Malaysians together witness our national heroes perform in sports for example, that beautiful feeling when we forget about everything else except that we are indeed Malaysians, one team against the world.….let’s feel it right this moment….I’m going to create a pause in my writing to allow time for us to reminisce that wonderful feeling of being just simply Malaysians.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">No? Ah well….if all else fails, let’s at least have a common hatred that can bind us together, let’s say over the darn Yusuf Tayoooooooooooooooob adverts that haven’t been changed from probably Before Christ.
Only love can heal this country…well…maybe…then again sometimes love is not enough. Respect and empathy can go a long way….
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">KUALA LUMPUR, July 27 — The Federal Constitution should be amended to exempt Muslims from the legal provisions granting a mother equal rights to raise her children in relation to religious education, Perak Mufti Tan Sri Harussani Zakaria (picture) has said.
The conservative Islamic cleric’s proposal came in the wake Hindu mother M. Indira Gandhi’s legal victory earlier this week to reverse the unilateral conversion of her three young children to Islam by her estranged Muslim convert husband.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">“That provision (chapter on child’s religion) should be amended or added by excluding Muslims,” Harussani was quoted as saying by Malay daily Utusan Malaysia today, referring specifically to Articles 3, 5 and 11 of the country’s highest law.
Articles 3, 5 and 11 relate to the religion of the federation, liberty of the person and freedom of religion respectively.
Articles 3, 5 and 11 relate to the religion of the federation, liberty of the person and freedom of religion respectively.
“In the Constitution now, Islam is only for practice but not from the legal aspect as it is not implemented.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">That’s what’s difficult. Laws that are in conflict with the Constitution are dropped, that becomes perplexing,” Harussani was quoted as saying.
According to the mufti, non-Muslims should not feel discontent if the provisions in the Constitution were to be amended as he proposed, as they had agreed to a social contract and had accepted the Constitution as a condition that allowed them to live in the country before Independence.
In a landmark ruling on Thursday, the High Court quashed the conversion certificates of Indira’s three children, declaring it unconstitutional to unilaterally force a minor to embrace a different faith.
Harussani also appeared to suggest that legal disputes on the religious status of a child when it involved Islam should be brought before a syariah court even if one of the parties is a non-Muslim.
“Should be heard at the syariah court but because it involved Hindus, the case cannot be heard at the syariah court, they become confused.
“Have to ask the Attorney-General why the Constitution does not allow us to hear the non-Muslims,” </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Utusan reported him as saying.
Custodial tussles in cases of unilateral child conversions have been a growing concern over the years and provide a high-profile glimpse of the concerns of Malaysia’s religious minorities over the perceived dominance of Islam in the country.
It also highlights the complications of Malaysia’s dual legal systems where Muslims are bound by both civil and syariah laws, the latter of which do not apply to or recognise non-Muslims.
Right-leaning Muslims have argued that the National Fatwa Council had met in 2009 and decided that any underaged child must be placed under the care of the parent that has embraced Islam should a marital dispute arise with a non-Muslim spouse."</span><br />
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God knows it is difficult to get angry after spending time in Honeymoon-Land (or rather cloud 9). But I will try my best to get angry because when it comes to the matter of human rights, when it is so much as suggested that it be trampled on, we SHOULD get angry. There are by the way, so many “shoulds” in Harussani’s statement but the one “should” that is left out that no one dares to speak out is “He SHOULD have think twice before taking that halal tapai before releasing statements that sounded like makes no difference whether it came out from his mouth or the other end”.<br />
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Why I say he should shut the eff up in the first place is that, had he done that, I will not have read his statement and I wouldn’t have gotten angry about how he finds human rights to be easily disrespected and disregarded by hiding behind his authority and using Allah’s name by proxy. I’m sure there are many who shares the same sentiments as me. The only difference is, not many dare point out the big pink elephant present in the room.<br />
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Now, before someone dispense a suicide bomber to me, let’s sit and discuss this rationally, for in the Quran, it is stated that people who do not use their brains deserve the effect from the cause the cast upon themselves.<br />
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10:100 It is not for a person to acknowledge except by God's leave. He casts the affliction upon those who do not reason.<br />
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So, before affliction is cast upon us all, let’s start reasoning.
Article 3, 11 and 13 guarantees us, the Rakyat, freedom of religion, Muslims included.
As a Muslim, we have the Quran as the prime source. One can follow the hadith only if it does not supersede the word of God, which is the Quran. This is common sense.
And what did God say regarding the issue of Islam?<br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">2:256 There is no compulsion in the system; (deen) the proper way has been made clear from the wrong way. Whoever rejects the transgressors, and acknowledges God, has grasped the firm branch that will never break</span></span><br />
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God is Hearer, Knower.
Applying 10:100, the word “THERE IS NO COMPULSION IN THE DEEN” meaning there is no compulsion in the way of life, which is what Islam is about. Islam is a way of life, not a religion. Please try to reason as to what the difference between a religion and a deen is.
So what is it that these imbeciles, who fancies rulings like apostasy and what not, don’t get into their alleged brains? Which part of the translation they do not decipher? Is it not crystal clear?<br />
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No? Not clear? So what was God thinking when He said,
14:4 We did not send any messenger except in the language of his people, so to make it clear to them. But God misguides whom He wills, and He guides whom He wills. He is the Noble, the Wise.
Of course you will hear garbage about abrogation and blah blah blah, but here’s the thing. Humans have agendas, it’s in our genes and how one interprets the Quran depends on these agendas.<br />
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You want to conquer the world of course you need majority, the more idiots in bulks, the better, so of course these people will reject that “There is no compulsion is Islam”…it’s political suicide!! But if you are a compassionate kind who believe that Islam is a beautiful way of life and that the beauty in itself will attract people who search for such beauty in their lives, then you will accept 2:256 without cooking up illogical unjustified not to mention ridiculous arguments to distort this simple meaning so as to fit your own agenda into it.<br />
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But here’s the thing. Allah said in<br />
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Applying 10:100, 2:256, 39:18 and the whole of Quran in totality, tell me, how will you understand, wait…let me rephrase that, “how will you choose to understand” pertaining to the matter of freedom of choosing Islam as a way of life.
And here’s another thing, (there is almost always another thing when it comes to Islam)). If your answer is “I leave it to the Knowledgeable”, then BHAM!!! There you go…you are one of the statistics who are the victim of brainwashing so as for you not to or scared of using your own god given brains. You’ve made some gatekeeper of Islam very happy. Happy because now they own you. They own your mind and can now tell you what is right and what is wrong without you having the right to think for yourself. Happy because you are one of the statistics who falls into the<br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">6:116 : "If you obey the majority of those on earth they will lead you away from God's path; that is because they follow conjecture"</span><br />
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And that is because they only guess
So you think this surah and verse is referring to the “infidels”? Think again.
It’s ironic though. The very people who are paid in money and perks, comprising of our money are the same people who are inserting sometimes ridiculous shit served on a silver platter claiming it is from our Creator.
When clearly it is written in the Quran:<br />
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Again, depending on what agenda and whose side you are on, there are many interpretation of this surah and verse. There are many who are rightly guided yet they don’t ask for a single cent dispensing their knowledge because they have actual jobs they go to everyday to sponsor their lives. Like what my kid use to tell me when she was in her early teen, “Do the math mommy”
So where does all this ranting lead us to?<br />
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Why are we, when it comes to Islam, become somewhat scared to speak up and chose to remain reticent instead? Is it because we do not know our own religion, other than what is fed to us and we swallowed it without ever questioning it, or because we are too lazy to think or because we genuinely believe that depriving a human being of their right to choose is justified. If you say yes to either one, then I have just pointed out to you ONE of the problems in Islam. As for those who said “yes” to all questions, then I have just been made into a pessimist and what I see is that there is no other way to go from here except to enrol into the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malaysia_and_the_Club_of_Doom" target="_blank">Club of Doom</a>.PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-18992878235692104812013-05-10T15:24:00.001+08:002013-05-10T15:30:47.169+08:00YOU'VE GOT BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS...It's always easy to ignore until the same fate befalls us....<br />
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For those of you who agree that rape is caused by women and women who do not take care of the well being of men's dick by covering their heads, not wearing perfume and what not, know that you are responsible for enabling the rapists. You have Nur Amyliana Shuhada Mohd Noor's blood in your hands!!!<br />
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BAGI MEREKA MEREKA YANG SETUJU BAHAWA PERLAKUAN MEROGOL ADALAH DISEBABKAN OKEH KAUM WANITA, DAN WANITA YANG TIDAK MENJAGA HAL EHWAL KOTEY LELAKI DENGAN CARA TIDAK MEMAKAI TUDUNG, MEMAKAI MINYAK WANGI DAN SEBAGAINYA, KETAHUILAH ANDA ADALAH ANTARA MEREKA YANG BERTANGGUNGJAWAB MEMBERI KEMENANGAN DI PIHAK PEROGOL. DARAH NUR AMALIANA BERADA DALAM TANGAN ANDA!!!!!<br />
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PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-61363458357486776872012-12-30T17:24:00.000+08:002012-12-31T09:18:38.620+08:00Your skirt is too short, I RAPE YOU!!!The world was shocked, yet again, on the news of a medical student in India, brutally raped by 6 men, the internal injuries which had led her to her demise, just yesterday.<br />
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Rape is rape,regardless whether it befalls unto a medical student,a child or prostitutes. There should not be any difference in how we, the society treat them or the degree of which we should feel appalled by this despicable crime. Is there any justification to why media should give priority coverage to a medical student raped as compared to a prostitute suffering from the same fate?<br />
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Rape is when a woman say "NO" to sex, regardless of what the event was leading to that word "NO". The sooner the society realizes this, the closer we are to tackling the problem of rape.
As a medical doctor, in the past, I had handled a few if not too many rape cases. The very sad part is, those rape cases involved children from the age of 7 years old to 16 years old. I did my part to see the victim be comforted with not only medical attention, but more importantly, with empathy and justice, emotionally and psychologically.
A victim of rape need to be told and convinced that what had happened to her is NOT HER FAULT, despite the society's habit of insisting that it is for some cases.
Rape is not just about sex, but the power to execute sex. Rapists thrive on the power they feel within, the sexual gratification they obtained through hurting, through forcing their victims in a power display.<br />
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Whilst rapists have the excuse to rape simply because they have a disease of the mind, what is the excuse of the society for condoning such act, without realizing we are condoning it? What is the excuse of society for enabling rapists?
How exactly we enable rapists? With or without intention, we do it by victimizing the victims.
How can we punish the rapists when rape is not seen as a crime when conducted upon women who allegedly instigate rape?<br />
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How can we look the rapists in the eye and tell them that they are the scum of the earth when at the same time we encourage them or enable them by saying their victims deserved to be raped because they either look sexy or act provocatively, ergo deserved to be raped.
I remember one case of an 8 year old child who was raped by her own maternal uncle, who appeared in court along with her grandmother (mother to the rapist) and her mother sometime about a few years after the incident of reporting the rape. I remember asking her grandmother and mother how the child victim was doing and the answer I got from the grandmother was, "She's fine. There is nothing wrong with her. she's not even pregnant". Grandma's answer had left me mute for what felt like a whole minute which is too long a time since everyone who knows me knows that getting me to shut up is THE problem. I had never in my life felt so disgusted with a statement and this saw my jaw dropped,pupils dilated as I just got up there and then, and walked off without saying anything. I did not thing any words were needed for what I lacked in words, my utterly disgusted facial expression had managed to fill up that void.<br />
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This is our society today. This was our society yesterday. How sad is it to acknowledge that despite all that so called modernization, the rising sky scrapers, the infrastructure, the technology, we as a human being had failed to keep up with material development. Our gadgets are ahead of us in development. <br />
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We allow the rapist get away with crime and instead concentrate on victimizing the victims. What does this make us, as a society? What if one of our family member got raped? Will we only then learn some empathy or will we blame our beloved ones for being raped?<br />
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What is Nik Aziz trying to say? That if I find his face disturbing to my sight, that I have the right to bash his face inside out? Is he saying by him dressing up in that attire, it makes me uncomfortable and just looking at him makes me feel hot, and not in a good way, rather more in a "is this an early menopausal heat flash?" kind of hot, that I deserve the mandate to rip his clothes apart so that I will feel cooler in temperature as I see less clothing on him? Or am I justified to burn his head attire simply because I feel the need to listen to the gush of blood rushing into the impinged blood vessels to his brains and call the whole deed as brain resuscitation? Am I justified to bash Ibrahim Ali's face simply because to me, he looks like a toad and that his face is as ugly as the farts he produces through his mouth which he claims to be statements? Or do I attain the right to shave Samy Vellu's hair simply because fake stuff disturbs me? Or do I get to squeeze Rosie's face just because I suspect that she had a bad botox job done and I had to do something in order to save her face from the lack of the ability to smile? (Call it face resuscitation)<br />
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For something that is not even in the Quran, hence not mandated by God, Nik Aziz is encouraging men to rape women who do not "tutup aurat". (Read <b><a href="http://lunchatthelakeclub.blogspot.com/2012/04/maybe-you-should-cover-your-eyes-men.html" target="_blank">HERE</a></b> for details of aurat/tudung/hijab or click on <a href="http://lunchatthelakeclub.blogspot.com/2012/04/maybe-you-should-cover-your-eyes-men.html">http://lunchatthelakeclub.blogspot.com/2012/04/maybe-you-should-cover-your-eyes-men.html</a>) I wonder what next? Will he preach women to rape women next?<br />
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Is Nik Aziz saying that the rape victims I and many more people who handled their cases who comprises sadly of children who had not even attain puberty let alone gain secondary sexual appearances, deserved to be raped simply because something about the victims instigated a compelling desire to accommodate certain feelings and it justifies them to act on this feeling, regardless of the damage done to the victims?<br />
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I realize that this video is aged about 2 years ago and the fact that this is circulating again involves political motives. But really,put aside politics, what exactly does he expect when he said something like this. Does he expect people to forget? I have problems even forgiving him for saying such irresponsible things that showed how much lack of empathy he has for women and the rape victims
And what about the rape victims? Haven't they suffered enough, that you feel the need make them feel shittier by saying whatever happened to them was their own doing?<br />
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It is because of the people like Nik Aziz, who claims to be the spiritual leader that many raped victim had failed to come forward to file report against rape crimes inflicted unto them. How is enabling rapist by victimizing rape victims be good to anyone's spirit? <br />
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The real scary issue is not what Nik Aziz says, rather the support he gets from saying this. This is totally disturbing. Listen to the background cheering in the video...and these are just men in this particular video...<br />
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When? When will our society realize that rape is a crime no matter what instigated it. That the rapist is the real McCoy and that we should start chasing after them instead of going all out to rub salt on the wound of rape victims?<br />
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When are Muslim women going to realize that covering the so called illusive "aurat" is NOT the solution to stopping rape? Did putting women in their hijabs until only the eyes can be seen stopped prostitution industry in the Arab countries? Does this stop women from being raped regardless of the hijab they are clad in? <br />
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In a case of Qatif from Arab Saudi, who was raped and then ...get this.....sentences with 200 lashes for being alone with a man !!! Why? Rape wasn't enough of a punishment for her? Mind you she was 16 when all this had happened to her. What were you like when you were 16? If we were to punish severely our teenagers, I doubt we will have a Malaysia that has a future. Punishing masturbating boys alone will be exhausting the tax payers' money.<br />
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Read it <b><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Qatif_rape_case" target="_blank">HERE</a> </b>or click on <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Qatif_rape_case">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Qatif_rape_case</a>.<br />
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Is this what our society is trying to work towards achieving? The answer is within us, and it starts with the word<br />
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<span style="color: red; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>"Empathy"</b></span></div>
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<br />PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-61269624657273016242012-12-30T16:18:00.002+08:002012-12-30T16:18:28.641+08:00I know this is a song from a long time back, but I will always love it and would like to share it with you. Enjoy the wisdom....or not...<br />
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<span style="color: blue;"> <span style="background-color: #fffdf2; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: -webkit-center;">Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99</span><span style="background-color: #fffdf2; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: -webkit-center;"> </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be<br />it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by<br />scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable<br />than my own meandering<br />experience…I will dispense this advice now.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not<br />understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.<br />But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and<br />recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before<br />you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you<br />imagine.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as<br />effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing<br />bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that<br />never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm<br />on some idle Tuesday.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Do one thing everyday that scares you</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Sing</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with<br />people who are reckless with yours.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Floss</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes<br />you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with<br />yourself.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you<br />succeed in doing this, tell me how.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Stretch</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your<br />life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they<br />wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year<br />olds I know still don’t.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Get plenty of calcium.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe<br />you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky<br />chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t<br />congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your<br />choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,<br />use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people<br />think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever<br />own..</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for<br />good.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the<br />people most likely to stick with you in the future.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you<br />should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and<br />lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you<br />knew when you were young.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live<br />in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Travel.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will<br />philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize<br />that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were<br />noble and children respected their elders.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Respect your elders.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,<br />maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one<br />might run out.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will<br />look 85.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who<br />supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of<br />fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the<br />ugly parts and recycling it for more than<br />it’s worth.</span></div>
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>But trust me on the sunscreen…</b></span></div>
PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-79043681941861541152012-12-23T15:23:00.001+08:002012-12-23T16:25:44.740+08:00Amme-get-it-awwwwwwn....Woke up on 22.12.12 feeling a bit bumped that 21.12.12 turned out to be the Mayan's April fool's day....and had to get up to go to work...
Thought I'd have a mini forensic of what happened that the earth did not end as according to the Mayan Prophecy:<br />
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<span style="color: red; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>"If the Mayans were so good with prophecies, how come they never predicted their own demise/extinction?"</b></span></div>
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PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-50790430075658901952012-11-27T17:19:00.003+08:002012-11-27T20:50:03.323+08:00Leave Sir Elton John alone, go protest against yourselves lah<div style="text-align: center;">
<b>"Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former." </b></div>
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<b> -Albert Einstein-</b> </div>
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This quote came to my mind soon after I read <b><a href="http://www.examiner.com/article/pas-leaders-protest-against-elton-john-concert-malaysia" target="_blank">THIS</a></b> . At first I thought PAS leaders did not like Sir Elton John's hair do, because it doesn't matter if a woman or a man cut his hair, it will still be "hedonism", (depending on who's looking at it...hedonism for Elton John if male cuts his hair and Hedonism for PAS if female and male cuts his hair). After all, in Kelantan, PAS had made this into a by-law ( I wonder if he actually meant "bhai law"...maybe gay people should not get their hair cut at all......must ask Karpal Singh regarding this matter) Read it <a href="http://www.malaysia-today.net/mtcolumns/newscommentaries/52972-kelantan-refuses-to-budge-from-unisex-hair-salon-ruling" target="_blank"><b>HERE</b></a>. Never mind who cut his pubic hair, I'm quite sure given a chance, PAS will have the time, if not make time to find out and determine whether this would be haram or halal too.<br />
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In regards to the hair cut; PAS spokesman said that,<br />
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“<i>It is in line with our government's policy to safeguard women and curb sexual harassment at work places</i>,”<br />
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I think PAS should seriously take a look on their definition at the word "safeguard women" because if we were to follow the practice in Kelantan, by the time the girls become women and are of working age, probably half are victims of "legalized rape"( Malaysian Law states legal age of marriage is 18 years old...anything less than this age is considered as "rape" or some may see it as legalizing pedophile) because, it is legal for children at the age of 16 and sometimes probably younger by permission of auta-rities to be married off in Kelantan right? If there is any safeguarding to be done, it should be when they were still girls at young age, in need of protection from the supposedly wiser adults.<br />
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If anyone were to run a statistics on divorce today, some may even agree that marriages should be banned altogether! I mean, we ban Muslims drinking (in public) because alcohol has more detrimental consequences as compared to it's benefits.. But applying to the logic behind the auta-rities banning this and that ; since marriage happens to have a high risk of causing so much emotional and financial damage to the victims, (probably worst impact on the effect of alcohol put together) why not just ban marriages? <br />
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After all, we have no qualms banning ballets(reason: the tutus ), we ban singer Erykah Badu (reason: for the tattoo), we ban Madonna from TV (reason: for being Madonna), we didn't ban Pussycat Dolls but fined them(reason: for being sexy ...albeit I suspect the actual reason for the fine was the name "Pussy" that may be related to "<a href="https://epuspal.kpkk.gov.my/go-home.php" target="_blank"><b>Puspal</b></a>"...although I find this bewildering since Puss pal should by it's name, be Pussy friendly no?). Then we banned Irshad Manji's "Allah, liberty and love" for whatever reason they like to give, but I will still suspect because Islamic authorities have problems associating Allah with the word Liberty and Love". (where will their position as "authority" be if Allah grants liberty to His subjects and is full of Love instead of having pleasure in punishment?). If there is anyone who had downgraded Allah from the word "mighty", it would be the auta-rities with their perception of the word "mighty" pertaining to Allah, but this is another article and another time.
I'm still waiting for them to ban Tapai and cigarettes.<br />
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Here are some suggestion of what PAS should protest against, since they claim that Islam is their theme:
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1.<b><u> Protest against marriage altogether</u></b>, since as I've explained earlier, marriages can lead to divorces, ergo emotional, health and wealth catastrophes. <br />
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2. So okaylah, if don't want to protest against marriages, then <b><i>protest against child marriages:</i></b> (reason elaborated above)<br />
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“<i>The Kelantan Islamic Family Law Enactment stipulates the minimum marriageable age for women as 16 years unless<u> there is approval from the Syariah Court</u></i>,"<br />
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3. <b><u>Protest against women and men</u></b> <u>(or for some...men and men, women and women)</u>,<b><u> circumbulating the Kaaba during pilgrimage and Umrah, without clear separate line based on gender to avoid immaculate conceptions</u></b>.<br />
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In fact they should protest how men look like women clad in ikhram wear. How different is a man in Ikhram look as compared to Ancient Greek man...They should also hold a side protest against men not wearing underwear underneath those white cloth garments. They should also protest against Shakira's song "Underneath those clothes...there's a different story...." because this smells like Jewish propaganda against Islam or the very least, some Freemason agent would be involved in this one, if not the CIA.
So why not protest against heterosexual circumbulation and just protest against men and men queuing in one line?<br />
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Is this some kind of the same double standard applied to how everything else ends with "ey" in Kelantan language but somehow when it comes to Kota Baru, it did not become "Kotey Baru"?<br />
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<b><u>4. Protest against polygamy</u></b>.<br />
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Based on 4:3 and 4:129 from the Quran, anyone with minimal IQ that qualifies him to be defined as "human being", would be able to deduce that polygamy is indeed discouraged and is hoped to be weaned off.<br />
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<b>4:3 If you fear that you cannot be just to fatherless orphans, then marry those whom you see fit from the women, two,and three, and four. But if you fear you will not be fair then only one, or whom you already have contract with. So that you do not commit injustice and suffer hardship. </b><br />
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<b>4:129 <u>You will not be able to be fair regarding the women even if you make every effort</u>; so do not sway too greatly and leave her as one hanging in a void. If you reconcile and be aware, then God is Forgiving, Compassionate</b>.<br />
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So why is PAS not protesting against the disrespect of the teachings of the Quran?<br />
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<b><u>5. Protest against public consumption of Tapai, known to be drowning in ethanol </u></b>(second group in the alcohol family and the only group that have the property of intoxication)<br />
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<b><u>6. Protest against Tobacco companies</u></b> (this should be interesting) for continuing to sell their cigarrettes despite it's association with increasing the risk for heart diseases not to mention lung cancer?<br />
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7. <b><u>Protest against the negligence of alimony by divorced fathers</u></b>. Instead of wasting tax payers' money going after couples on Valentine's Day, why not go after these irresponsible...well, I cannot call them father because they fail the definition badly, so let's call these species sperm donors shall we? Yes, why not go after these irresponsible sperm donors instead?<br />
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8. <u><b>Protest against the loud noises made via the microphone from the mosques</b></u> (which incidentally are made by infidels and therefore deserve a protest of usage as well), despite the Quran clearly stating to not make noise : (for details of this matter, click <b><a href="http://lunchatthelakeclub.blogspot.com/2010/12/rock-mic-should-only-be-left-to-rock.html" target="_blank">HERE</a></b>)<br />
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<b>17:110 Say, "Call on God or call on the Gracious. Whichever it is you call on, to Him are the best names." <u>Do not be loud in your prayer</u>, nor quiet; but seek a path in between. </b><br />
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<b>7:205 Remember your Lord in yourself out of humility and fear, and<u> without being
loud during the morning and the evening</u>. Do not be of the heedless ones</b>.<br />
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9. <b><u>Protest against THE CHOICE TO BECOME STUPID</u></b>.<br />
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We all know that, "Everyone is entitled to become stupid, some just abuse the privilege".<br />
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So why not protest against the privilege of working towards being stupid?
After all, it is stated in the Quran that:<br />
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<b>10:100 It is not for a person to acknowledge except by God's leave. He casts a wrath upon those <u>who do not reason</u> </b><br />
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10. Last but certainly not least, why not <b><u>PROTEST AGAINST THEMSELVES</u></b>, since clearly they do not abide to <b>10:100</b>PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-7825563459514720902012-10-16T20:01:00.003+08:002012-10-16T20:01:36.133+08:00The Dato' is Here for Breakfast<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 130%;">The
dato' is here for breakfast,</span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">with
ministry officers in tow,</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">to the
cafe dato' enters first,</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">then
jacketed officers in a row.</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">Dato'
is at the omelette counter, </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">Jacketed
officers bravely guarding his table,</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">Dato'
decides on half boiled eggs instead</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">A
timbalan pengarah head for the coffee counter,</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">Dato
needs his coffee waitng at his table</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">the
timbalan waits for his cue.</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">To
bring coffee is a small matter,</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">To be
seen bringing coffee is a matter much larger.</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">A pegawai
kanan scouts the breakfast buffet,</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">in
case of imperfections that dato' might see,</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">he
courageously samples the fare,</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">risking
his life so dato' will live to officiate another day.</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">He
reports of the saltiness of the sambal and bland nasi.</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">A
report from those who dare.</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">At the
table fingers fly on tiny keyboards</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">Oh
recalcitrant people where art thee,</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="ParaAttribute1" style="line-height: 130%;">
<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">The
Dato' is here for breakfast</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="ParaAttribute1" style="line-height: 130%;">
<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">Oh
recalcitrant people where art thee.</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">Hazidi
Abdul Hamid</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="CharAttribute0"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;">16
October 2012.</span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-70066067580093347742012-09-14T16:43:00.001+08:002012-09-14T16:50:01.001+08:00Hurry!! Get a Gay Vaccine!!I feel so gay today...I must have contracted it from the guy who seem very gay this morning. You know what they say... when you smile, the whole world will smile at you (well, almost the whole world...I'm sure those who just had some botox injected into their faces smile inside their hearts)..and when you are gay, the whole world will be gay with you. <br />
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Haven't you heard yet my friends? Apparently, according to Putrajaya, homosexuality has "symptoms" that can be spread to all. Quick!! Hurry!! Demand WHO to come up with some kind of vaccination against homosexuality!! </div>
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For those of you who are still in the dark, and probably need some comical read just after lunch (well, for me, comics are all I can digest after lunch, when most blood supply goes to the intestines, leaving the head to feel snoozy). Click on </div>
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<a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/malaysia/article/putrajaya-lists-homosexual-symptoms-to-prevent-spread-among-schoolchildren/" target="_blank">Putrajaya lists homosexual ‘symptoms’ to prevent spread among schoolchildren</a></h3>
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Hmm....I wonder what would be on that list..you know..the list that shows symptoms of homosexuals
1. Boys and girls who are happy and cheerful especially in the morning.. - A morning ...oops..a morning </div>
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Gay person ?</div>
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2. Boys and girls who are more interested in Einstein's Theory more than they do the opposite sex, and they </div>
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group together abiding to the Muslim practice of separating the male and the female?</div>
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3. Boys who wear pink underwear/boxers because their mom bought them from Giant Sale?</div>
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4. Girls who wear boy's uniform or if at home, their brothers clothes that was passed down to them since </div>
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this saves parents' money to buy her clothes?</div>
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5. Girls who cut their hair short because they had just gotten treatment for lice?</div>
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6. Boys who keep long hair to keep up with the sunnah of Rasullallah...(even Jesus had long hair...although </div>
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I don't think he was that gay...maybe that was why he was crucified)?</div>
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7. Pakistani / Indian boys in International schools who like to hold each other's hands and call each other</div>
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"Yar"...(means "dear")?</div>
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8. Boys who wear chapstick because they have dermatitis of the lips?</div>
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9. Girls who just can't seem to grow boobs bigger than the obese boys?</div>
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10. Boys who plan to vote for Anwar?</div>
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Sometimes I think, it is the fault of the people who possess brains and are not afraid to use them, but who instead chose to keep reticent about important issues, that resulted in the brainless people with power got the position to run things by default. </div>
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For starters, Homosexuality is not an infectious disease, unlike rampant bribery. So, just like eating using the same utensils with HIV carriers will not give you HIV, eating using the same utensils with gays, do not make you a gay. Nor mingling with gays make you gay. Some of my most interesting friends are gay and what can I say, I'm still strictly the dick-ly...<br />
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And you cannot say "prevent spread of homosexuality" and also say "homosexuality phenomenon", because "phenomenon" means "<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><strong style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">:</strong><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"> an exceptional, unusual, or abnormal person, thing, or occurrence"</span><br />
therefore, homosexuality can't have existed via spreading since it need to not spread in order for it to be an exceptional, unusual, abnormal occurrence. (aiyah..in short..one cannot be called abnormal if majority is abnormal. Then abnormal is normal..obviously it's not infectious).<br />
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But if you were to define "phenomenon" as "<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><strong style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">:</strong><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"> a fact or event of scientific interest susceptible to scientific description and explanation"</span> then maybe you are on to something so start acting like you are on to something, and not like a clueless imbecile. <br />
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Oh crap...the guidelines had just came in...<br />
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<a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2012/9/14/nation/12025905&sec=nation" target="_blank">Guidelines tell parents what to look out for in their children</a></h1>
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Just read it and I have to say that it solved my slight constipation I had from the lack of vegetables these few days in my diet.....hmm...maybe I'll prescribe this for light reading in the loo for my constipated patient, or for those who are post stroke or post botox and need some facial expression exercises.<br />
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Let's see..it was written in the Star:<br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="background-color: white;">"Among others, the guidelines warned parents to keep an eye out should their </span><span style="background-color: yellow;">sons start wearing tight-fitting, sleeveless or V-collar shirts or colourful attire to show off their muscular bodies</span><span style="background-color: white;">. They should also be wary if the boys had </span><span style="background-color: yellow;">a penchant for carrying big slingbags</span><span style="background-color: white;">.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple;">The two organisations that suggested the guidelines were <span about="http://archives.thestar.com.my/search/?q=Yayasan Guru Malaysia Berhad" class="knx-annotation" content="Yayasan Guru Malaysia Berhad" property="foaf:name" typeof="foaf:Organization" xmlns:foaf="http://xmlns.com/foaf/0.1/"><a href="http://archives.thestar.com.my/search/?q=Yayasan%20Guru%20Malaysia%20Berhad" rel="foaf:homepage" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Yayasan Guru Malaysia Berhad</a></span> and Putrajaya Consultative Council of Parent-Teacher Associations.</span></div>
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="background-color: white;">According to the guidelines, parents must</span><span style="background-color: yellow;"> pay attention to their daughters if they were inclined to only hanging out with their female partners while distancing themselves from other girls</span><span style="background-color: white;">.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple;">It was said that such behaviour could be corrected if teachers and counsellors were to intervene."</span></div>
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Wow....so I take it Yayasan Guru Malaysia Bhd and Putrajaya Consultative Counsil of Parent-Teacher Association are the "experts" who came out with the guidelines. Just one question. Guide us where? Towards the Nation of Homosexual free Idiots? Or make it two questions. Question number 2: Who picked them to be the guide-liner? Was any scientific/medical advice taken into plan? (Dang, I just thought of the third question).<br />
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Obviously our experts had not heard of the term "<b><a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/metrosexual" target="_blank">Metrosexual</a></b>". As for the "penchant of carrying big slingbags", my advice to the boy teenagers, do not offer you help carrying mommy's bag for them when they are out shopping. I can just imagine the torture a metrosexual will go through in the near future when they are out shopping with their mom. <br />
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"Girls inclined on hanging out with their female partners while distancing them from other girls". Hmm....So they now prefer girls to hang out with male partners while distancing themselves from other girls...and boys? So how about a boy or a girl who is a loner. Should the parents worry too, in case she/he may run the risk of becoming a serial masturbate-r?<br />
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So what are the teachers suppose to say to these kids when they intervene to correct the uncorrected? <br />
Let me think of a few things:<br />
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1. "What are you doing hanging out with your girl friend. Here's a condom. Go hang out with a boy friend instead. After all, if girls get pregnant, this will give us a chance to come up with a new set of guidelines and actual work to do"<br />
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2. "Why are you so good looking and buffed up? You should look more like Cikgu Ali over there. See...his tummy is bulging he probably cannot see his own erection. Why work for 6 packs when you can have a barrel???? Look, Cikgu Ali is normal and do not have any risk of becoming gay. (I mean, why should he, he can marry 4...women....now that is NORMAL TAIMS 4)<br />
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3. "What are you doing being so sweet and holding you mommy's bag for her while she's shopping?"<br />
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4. "Hmm....you look contagiously gay today. Run off to the sick bay today. Hurry!! Before the other kids contracts homosexuality from you"<br />
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5. "Kid. Why don't you wear something loose and not too tight. Wear the jubah, better. No one can see what you do in there. Why you think some women wear jubah? When girls wear tight clothings, everyone can see any suspicious hand movement underneath.. unlike if they wear the jubah..aiyooo,....common sense lah..common sense"<br />
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6. "I know you have lice girl, but don't cut your hair short and look like a lesbian. It's better to have lice than to be called a lesbian"<br />
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7. "Just checking. Are you happy gay or are you homosexual gay today?"<br />
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8. "I don't care if your genes do not transmit genetic code for bigger breasts, please write a letter explaining why are you flat chested, make sure it is in kurang dari 100 patah perkataan"<br />
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9. "Hmm.....you bathed today. You never bath in the morning. Who have you been hanging out with these past few days???"<br />
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10. "Lips eczema? Show me the doctor's prescription for this vaseline"<br />
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I think taxpayers need to come up with "<b>Guidelines on early detection of imbeciles before they escape into our system</b>"<br />
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So how do we tackle this problem of homosexuality?<br />
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For Muslims:<br />
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1. Learn your Quran and know that there are enough mistakes in the Translation to be weary about punishing another human being for the way they are born, based on something that is faulty. For the people who are still in the blur..YOU ARE EITHER GAY OR YOU ARE NOT. There is no such thing as contracting homosexuality<br />
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2. Even if it is said that homosexuals are people who commit "lewdness" or "transgressors", nothing said about punishing them. You are not going to hell because of their existence, although you may go to hell for harming them, because there is nothing in the Quran that gives anyone the green light to harm homosexuals<br />
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3. Ask yourselves...maybe the reason for anti homosexuality is that it retards the "propagate forth" Islamist agenda? <br />
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For non Muslims:<br />
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Is homosexuality making you uncomfortable? Maybe the problem is you handling your uncomfortable feelings. As for Christians/Jews or any religion that feels it is better to harm another human being just because they were born different, then refer to text for Muslims.<br />
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Maybe homosexuality is nature's way of balancing the earth's population. India, China and Indonesia should encourage homosexuality if so. Hmm...come to think of it, maybe it is the heterosexual's fault of overproduction that had increase the need for universe to increase homosexual production?<br />
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Whatever the answer is, the guideline given by these so called homo experts IS NOT one of them. We are a nation of compassion and supposedly empathic. We can do better than this no?<br />
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By the way, I wrote all these in a jest...so any mistakes, tui phu chi lorrr...<br />
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oh..just thought of something;<br />
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Maybe our prejudice is a symptom ...of something...and we may need to take a look at ourselves first, before we make other people's life miserable?</div>
PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-28343595421590631582012-09-11T14:11:00.003+08:002012-09-11T16:29:12.826+08:00"One-shut-the-feck-up-Day"<div class="MsoNormal">
I’ve been doing some work at this clinic where the patients
are multiracial. I love my job here. I
get to treat especially old folks and kids of all races. I feel very much at home.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Of course I can speak a little of this and that language, to
get my job of history taking done. We
are after all Malaysians and where old folks are concern, I can understand why
some of them cannot converse a word of Bahasa Malaysia or English. They belong
to the pre-Independence generation. Some
do make an effort to communicate other than their native language. I’m not sure
whether “native language” is the politically correct term here as some are even born
and bred and they make their wealth here in Malaysia, but still cannot speak a
word of our National Language or International language. Sometimes, in my line of profession, I feel
it may be easier to kill someone rather than to be politically correct. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Anyhow, I noticed that there are a few children, who, I
would expect them to be able to converse in both Bahasa Malaysia and/or
English, since they do hold the Malaysian birth certificate, had failed to do so. There were
a couple of cases where the kid will look at their parents to have my questions
translated to them, simple questions like “ada batuk tak?” (any
coughing?). Of course I could have
asked “Kat mow?” or “Fasiu mo?” etc, but I would normally ask this
when asking old folks who I understand if they cannot communicate in both
Bahasa Malaysia or English. But for a
child who was born and bred in Malaysia in this era, I find it disturbing
really. Not in a “why the feck you
cannot speak BM when you are born here, how dare you and start flashing the
keris” kind of mental disturbance, but more of “how is it possible that we talk
about muhibbah all the time and yet we cannot agree on one language to unite us
as Malaysian”, kind of mental disturbances. </div>
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I mean, I don’t really care which language it is to be the one language
to unite us, but bloody hell, pick one and stick to it shall we not??? If it is
up to me, I would choose English as national language, simply because it is a
practical language that everyone need to be able to master anyway in order to
be able to claim that we are globally competent (unless we are like the
Japanese or Chinese from China for instance who can survive without knowing too
much of English since they are smart enough to create technologies that forces
the world to learn their languages instead…but we can’t even create a car
purely from our own generated technology…).
But hey, I may be hanged by …well, whatever we want to call or brand it,
I would still say, I will be hanged by egoistic people who are arrogant about a
language that had many foreign language at its roots, then later incorporated
with more English word that it is in fact fair to say in exaggeration, that “to
learn English, one has to learn Bahasa Malaysia”. But really, at the rate we are going, does
this country have the time and room to entertain our egos? <o:p></o:p></div>
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Vernacular schools.
Now when I say vernacular, I include Sekolah Kebangsaan, as to me, the
word “Kebangsaan” implies “bangsa”, which smells “vernacular”. If we talk so much about being “muhibbah”, why are we comfortable with
these schools. I sit in a clinic for a
couple of hours a day, seeing kids who look at their parents for help in
translation when a simple 3 syllable question in National Language was thrown
to them, and I can predict where this country will be in the very near
future. Looking at these occurrences, I
cannot help but wonder, perhaps the Mayan calendar was in reference to the
prophecy of the demise of Malaysia and not the world. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We talk so much about unity, yet we have no qualms
separating our kids from a very young age with the excuse of “wanting good
education”. Good education can come in
any languages. We can work towards
creating good education but at the same time not compromising our country’s
unity by forcing the people we elect to parliament to dance to our demand. <o:p></o:p></div>
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But here’s the interesting question for everyone to
answer. If the government are people
elected via the process of democracy, then it is safe to say that the actions
of members of parliament SHOULD reflect the sentiments of the people almost all
the time. (take note the word “almost”).
So why are we not demanding in unity to have a decent “one school”..of
course there are a some who are pushing for this, but are in minority…..so
small the group that this “one school” cannot be made a reality…..so it is safe
to conclude, that majority do not want “one school” to happen. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I think it is a bit hypocritical for us, the rakyat, to slam
the politicians, when we know that the politicians will only dance to the tunes
set by majority…they hardly do the right thing, but do the things that get them
the votes…. I mean, I’m sure people like
Anwar Ibrahim will immediately jump into a pool of charcoal three times a day,
if the majority Malaysian wishes for the first black…oops…sorry for being
politically incorrect…let me rephrase….If majority of Malaysians wishes for the
first Afro-Malay Prime Minister to take office…or if we demand the first woman
PM, then perhaps he may finally “come out of the closet”….. but this is all but
my assumptions…In a way, we are lucky that the Nigerians inhabiting areas like
Ampang and Cheras are not given the right to vote, otherwise, brader Anwar will
get a ehem…stiff …competition…(suddenly the words “once you go black you will
never turn back” popped into my mind…where on earth did that thought came
from….hmm..must have seen it somewhere on the net..but oh, but I digress..). Or
perhaps Rosie would probably cut the dosage of the alleged botox she has been
taking and will finally have the facial muscle work to her benefit, if we start to demand a more people friendly politicians..(funny how she
appears more in the papers hugging old folks etc after 2008….the Pekan Pahang
folks also are puzzled by her sudden strong presence in their community after
GE2008..again, I digress)<o:p></o:p></div>
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So if we, the rakyat of Malaysia are actually sincere about
wanting a muhibbah/united Malaysia not in a propaganda “one Malaysia this and
that” manner, but in a sincere and earnest mannerism, then perhaps we should
all look within ourselves in honesty, and ask ourselves, are we racial or
simply racists and are we going to do something about it to ensure our next
generation do not resume this legacy of hypocrisy. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Should we decide to do something about it, then I guess the
first step is to do without vernacular school, again, let me stress that
Sekolah Kebangsaan inclusive in the term “vernacular”. Once we believe in this idea and are willing
to work on this, then I guess the next step would be to urge a good education
system for all, that is takes into consideration each and every race’s needs to
preserve their cultures as part of the entire curriculum aimed towards better
education without compromising our unity.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Perhaps, instead of retaining our kids until 3pm in the
evening in separate school, (as we are doing so right now, with the Chinese and
Indian school finishing around this time, and Sekolah Kebangsaan finishing
earlier yet the kids had to attend religious classes that end up finishing ultimately
about the same timing), we may retain them in this ONE school, whereby the
curriculum includes Chinese, Indian, Malay language studies and the kids of
different race are encouraged to take one language that is not their mother
tongue to complete the curriculum.
Perhaps the actual lesson we teach our kids by doing this is “to do without
the racial ego, and learning in any form is beneficial”. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I guess, it is quite pointless to talk about Malaysian unity
without talking about doing away the vernacular schools. Otherwise, I fear, the next generation too,
will continue to rot in this vicious circle of multiracial distrust. <o:p></o:p></div>
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To me, if we cannot execute this, and come up with the overdue-d ONE
school, then perhaps we should all cease to talk about Malaysian Unity without risking
sounding like the biggest hypocrites that may earn us the title "One Hypocrite". Then
perhaps, adding to the celebration of Hari Kemerdekaan, or Hari Malaysia, or who
knows, one day we will celebrate One Malaysia Day, to match the other “One this
and One that”, we can add another day of celebration to add on to our laundry days, which what I will coin as “One shut the feck up Day”.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span>PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-4554428181806594662012-07-17T13:25:00.003+08:002012-07-17T13:25:49.001+08:00Glückwunsch to the Germans!!!Just a short note to congratulate the Germans for doing a good job even the United Nations did not by far, managed to do. CONGRATULATIONS!! Glückwunsch!! You boys have managed to unite the Muslims and the Jews in your country over a simple matter, or should I say, foreskin? Haha…yes, the Jews and Muslims unite to protest against the banning of circumcision on the grounds of it being a kind of barbaric act. (for your information, I as a doctor have blatantly refused to do female circumcision since the day I was allowed to practice…to the dismay of my previous employer….and as for male circumcision, I had to perform on the grounds of emergency, like in the case of recurrent infection in boys or if the male zipped his fly (I don’t mean the insect fly but his birdie) and we have to operate and circumcise it to solve the problem. Why a boy enter this situation is understandable, but why the silly full grown man ended up having his fly zipped, that one probably have to refer to the psychiatry unit).
Maybe the UN should adopt the same tactic in the Middle East, just call on a ban on circumcision in the long troubled land just to get these people to unite and stop killing each other over the same god they are praying to everyday. Who would have thought…Jews and Muslims holding hands in union over male’s foreskin (actually it is called in medical anatomy terminology, the prepuce)….such a simple solution to a long time (wasting) problem….. I can hear Shakespeare’s voice from the dead, “To skin or not to skin, is the question"....PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-14642441944981852192012-05-12T15:49:00.001+08:002012-05-12T15:50:17.977+08:00First, Islamic Banking....now Islamic Banging....ALLAHUAKBAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!!!Okay...I know this video had been released for quite some time now, but it still sounds funny every single time and I am just posting this for the heck of it...of coz I had written about Islamic Sex <a href="http://lunchatthelakeclub.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-finally-i-give-you-online-islamic.html"><b><span style="color: red;">HERE</span></b></a>, and the COWsss (Club Obedient Wivessss), read it <a href="http://lunchatthelakeclub.blogspot.com/2011/07/cow-jumped-over-mooooooonthe-little-dog.html"><b><span style="color: red;">HERE</span></b></a>. The only thing left to write about these clowns are Islamic Sex involving Cows...(actual cows).<br />
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Here is my comment on that :<br /><br />Sure....why not...go ahead and use the mosque for political reasons....mosque was in fact historically a place used for political agendas anyway..today, it is a place to pray loudly, just in case God cannot hear us from earth.....<br /><br />but before marching for the protest, please make sure that all the people who want to protest tick this check list of things they <b><span>SHOULD NOT BRING TO THE ANTI LYNAS...oops...ANTI RARE EARTH TO AVOID BEING BRANDED AS HYPOCRITES</span></b> :<br /><br />1.<b> Smartphones</b>, eg iPhones and Androids because they contain powerful Rare Earth magnet made of Neodymium (Element 60) to be able to vibrate. The speakers too are made of the same element. (Suggest borrow the mosque microphone instead for communication.. they are designed to be heard not only for muslims who menuntut ilmu sampai negara cina, but also sampai Mars boleh dengaq)<br /><br />2. The <b>ear bud head phones</b> also contain the same element 60. (Pity, because even if you're not IN the mosque, you will still badly need these ear bud phones to mask all the noise clearly prohibited by the Quran to be made by the mosque but the people who run the mosque seem to think they are smarter than the smart phone and God...)<br /><br />3. <b>Toyota Prius</b> which contains 5 pounds of Lanthanum (Element 57) and 2.2 pounds of Neodynium (Element 60). So naik beca is safer...or tumpang mat rempit then run a statistic to see mana mati lagi cepat, duduk dekat mat rempit or duduk dekat lynas plants.<br /><br />4. <b>Compact energy-saving fluorescent light bulbs</b>, rely on a coating of rare earth metal Terbium (Element 65) to create a bright white glow. So make sure sampai mosque, sila pecahkan all these compact energy saving fluorescent light bulbs. Guna yang non saving energy. Sure T&B happy.<br /><br />5. Make sure monitor all the recordings of these protests in black and white mode, because without Rare Earth elements, <b>colored TV</b> will be dull like those dim, barely colored images from the 1950′s. In the 1960′s, Europium (Element 63) was added to television screens, bringing brilliant reds. Terbium (Element 65), produced bright green hues. But look at the bright side (pun not intended), the whole anti lynas on black and white will be as entertaining as a charlie chaplin and harold lyods movies (especially for those who understand what rare earth is..it'll be damn funny)<br /><br />9. Come to think of it, don't come to the rally via any form of <b>vehicle</b> especially those that <b>uses diesel</b> since Cerium (Element 58) ,the most abundant rare earth metal is added to the diesel fuel to help it burn more efficiently . It is used in <b>catalytic converters</b> and other pollution control equipment so basically it is found in almost all vehicles today. Since you want to rally using the mosque, datang naik unta...lagi sunnah<br /><br />10. Dysprosium (Element 66) is used in<b> lasers, fuel injectors, compact discs, and increasingly in hybrid vehicles</b>. Those who just had lasix surgery, please don't come.<br /><br />11. Europium (Element 63) is also a part of the<b> chemical process to screen for Down’s syndrome</b> in a patient. So, if Lynas is stopped, bad news...more Down syndrome cases than we already have for the future anti rare earth rallies...vicious cycle this one...<br /><br />12. Erbium (Element 68) is used to produce <b>photographic filters, sunglasses, jewelry, and fiber optical amplifiers</b>. So folks, come to the rally but strictly NO PHOTOGRAPHS to be taken, no ornaments in fact hide them under huge hijabs that closes the eyes to avoid using sunglasses. aiyah...with the mosque microphone, who needs amplifiers..<br /><br />13. Holmium (Element 67) has the greatest magnetic strength of any element, and is used in <b>medical/dental</b> and nuclear control rods. So, only people who seek treatment from the seh seh and bomoh can go to the rally...and oh...people with rotten teeth too.<br /><br />I don't think rare earth is the least of our problem.. <b><span>I think our probem is RARE BRAINS</span></b>..PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-6437052472303888902012-04-01T14:20:00.006+08:002012-04-01T14:37:13.797+08:00Maybe you should cover your eyes men, instead of telling women to cover their heads!!I know that this article is long overdue but I guess I have to write about women and the covering head matter, sooner or later, because it is simply tiring not to mention pain to my two eyeballs when my eyes are feasted upon the comments/articles about how the Quran "clearly stated" that women have to cover their heads that pops up now and then in the threads.<br /><br />So it's either I produce this article or I go hang myself on some pole not in the same manner as the pole dancers would in order to put food on their table.<br /><br /><b>1. THE CASE OF HIJAB</b><br /><br />There are 7 verses regarding “Hijab” (in society today, hijab means 'covering one's head') in the Quran and they are:<div><br />1. <b>[7:46]</b> Between them shall be a veil,(HIJAB) and on the heights will be men who would know every one by his marks: they will call out to the Companions of the Garden, "peace on you": they will not have entered, but they will have an assurance.</div><div><br />2. <b>[17:45]</b> And when thou recitest the Qur'an we place between thee and those who believe not in the Hereafter a hidden barrier (HIJAB);</div><div><br />3. <b>[19:17]</b> She placed a screen (HIJAB) from them; then We sent her our angel, and he appeared before her as a man in all respects.</div><div><br />4. <b>[33:53]</b> “O you who acknowledge, do not enter the prophet's homes except if you are invited to ameal, without you forcing such an invitation. But if you are invited, you may enter. Whenyou finish eating, you shall leave, without staying to wait for a hadith. This used to annoythe prophet, and he was shy to tell you. But God does not shy away from the truth. If youask his wives for something, ask them from behind a barrier (HIJAB). This is purer for your heartsand their hearts. It is not for you to harm God's messenger, nor you should marry hiswives after him. This is a gross offense with God.”</div><div><br />5. <b>[38:32]</b> And he said, "Truly do I love the love of good, with a view to the glory of my Lord,"- until (the sun) was hidden in the veil</div><div><br />6. <b>[41:5]</b> They say: "Our hearts are under veils, (concealed) from that to which thou dost invite us, and in our ears in a deafness, and between us and thee is a screen: so do thou (what thou wilt); for us, we shall do (what we will!)"</div><div><br />7. <b>[42:51]</b> It is not fitting for a man that Allah should speak to him except by inspiration, or from behind a veil, or by the sending of a messenger to reveal, with Allah's permission, what Allah wills: for He is Most High, Most Wise.<br />Another surah that uses the derivative of the same root word of hijab, (ha jim ba) but in past participle is "lamahjubuna" (لَمَحْجُوبُونَ)<div><br /><b style="font-weight: normal; ">[83:15]</b> Verily, from (the Light of) their Lord, that Day, will they be veiled (lamahjubuna).<br />So there you go, all 7 + 1 verses pertaining to the word “Hijab”. Unless one is to say that women should wear a curtain, or wood partition to cover their heads, then we can all agree that “hijab” has nothing to do with covering woman’s head. This “hijab” though, would work well in covering the men’s eyes. Cannot stand looking at the hair, take the curtain and cover the eyes. Amen.<br /><br /><b style="font-weight: normal; "><span>CLICK ON THE WABBIT HOLE FOR MORE...</span></b><span class="fullpost"><br /><br /><br /><b style="font-weight: normal; ">2. THE CASE OF AURAT AND ZEENAT:</b><br /><br />One of the famous declarations of Muslims is for women to "cover their aurat". Let’s look at this word in the Quran. The word aurat is mentioned only in three verses in the Quran. Here they are:<br /><br />[24:31] And say to the believing women that they should lower their gaze and guard their chastity (furooja); that they should not display their beauty (zeenata) except what appears thereof; that they should cover (bikhumurihinna) over their bosoms (juyoob) and not display their beauty (zeenata) except to their husbands, their fathers, their husband's fathers, their sons, their husbands' sons, their brothers or their brothers' sons, or their sisters' sons, or their women, or the slaves whom their right hands possess, or male servants free of physical needs, or small children who have no knowledge of women's nakedness (aw al tifli allazheena lam yaz-haroo ala awrati al-nnisa-i); and that they should not strike their feet in order to draw attention to their hidden ornaments (zeenata). And O ye Believers! turn ye all together towards God, that ye may attain Bliss..<br /><br /><b>[24:58</b></span><span class="fullpost">] O ye who believe! let those whom your right hands possess, and the (children) among you who have not come of age ask your permission (before they come to your presence), on three occasions: before morning prayer; the while ye doff your clothes for the noonday heat; and after the late-night prayer: these are your three times of undress (thalaathu awraatin lakum): outside those times it is not wrong for you or for them to move about attending to each other: Thus does God make clear the Signs to you: for God is full of knowledge and wisdom..<br /><br /><b>[33:13]</b></span><span class="fullpost"> Behold! A party among them said: "Ye men of Yathrib! ye cannot stand (the attack)! therefore go back!" And a band of them ask for leave of the Prophet, saying, "Truly our houses are bare and exposed (inna buyootana awraatun)" though they were not exposed (wa maa hiya bi awraatin) they intended nothing but to run away..<br /><br /><b>24:31</b></span><span class="fullpost" style="font-weight: normal; "> is a very interesting surah in the sense that<br /><br />1. Only Shakir had translated “bikhumurihina” as “their head covers”. My suspicion though was that Shakir was either high on some halal fermented grain when he translated this, or he translated this surah to suit what is expected from the society, in order to save his head, so that he can further enjoy the future effect of those halal fermented grain. The word “head” in Arabic is “Roosa”, and HAIR is “ash'aa-ri” (16:80) for the sake of argument, also does not exist in 24:31, and which made me to come to the conclusion that indeed he, Shakir, at the time he translated this ,was either (a)high on something halal like tapai (b) was playing abracadabra (c) suck at human anatomy (d)had a knife pointed at his hidden ornament or (e) all of the above. You see, the word “bikhumurihina” if you check the concordance, has the same root word as the other surahs that has the word “khamran”, “khamru” , “khamri” (refer to 2:219, 5:90-91, 12:36, 12:41, 47:15) are translated a “intoxicants” which makes sense because intoxicants “covers” our consciousness.</span></div><div><span class="fullpost" style="font-weight: normal; "><br />2. In the case of “zeenat”, or translated as “ornament”, then this may mean actual ornaments women wear. But it may be possible that Arabic women back then could have worn ornaments, in places not appropriate for men that do not concern them in a relationship, to see. Another possibility would be including not just the ornaments worn in places I’ve just mention but also for example piercings in places where the sun don’t shine. I mean, in my job, trust me, the practice still goes on, whereby these girls (and sometimes guys) have piercings they take from the past practices. I get to see piercings in places that makes you go hmmmmm…if only such innovative abilities be used to solve the climate change problems. We must remember that Quran was given to the Arabs </span><span class="fullpost"><b>(14:4)</b></span><span class="fullpost" style="font-weight: normal; ">. Furthermore, the verse “they should not strike their feet in order to draw attention to their hidden ornaments (zeenata)” may strengthen my case because what moves when a woman strikes her feet??? Well, whatever that moves, the “hidden ornaments” are there….I leave that to your imagination folks.<br /><br />So this may explain the verse “that they should not display their beauty (zeenata) except what appears thereof;” AND also the verse “not display their beauty (zeenata) except to their husbands, their fathers, their husband's fathers, their sons, their husbands' sons, their brothers or their brothers' sons, or their sisters' sons, or their women, or the slaves whom their right hands possess, or male servants free of physical needs, or small children who have no knowledge of women's nakedness (aw al tifli allazheena lam yaz-haroo ala awrati al-nnisa-i); and that they should not strike their feet in order to draw attention to their hidden ornaments (zeenata)”. The fact that the word “servants free of physical needs” and “children who have knowledge of women’s nakedness” should indicate that what is important here is for women to cover the part in women’s body that incites sexual thoughts from men…(and nowadays women too, but that is another story no?) . </span></div><div><span class="fullpost" style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="fullpost" style="font-weight: normal; ">To me this is a choice given to society. We all can safely say that the degree of women covering themselves up is directly proportionate to the threshold of their men’s sexual stimulation. In some cultures, men do not easily get turned on even by naked women. In some, even the sight of ankles would turn men on. What I can say is that this also reflects how far in the journey of evolution these sort of men have moved away from their monkey ancestral.<br /><br />3. Another thing about ornaments. If we were to look at surah </span><span class="fullpost"><b>7:31-32</b></span><span class="fullpost" style="font-weight: normal; ">, then we will notice that the word “ornament” is used in both ayats 31 and 32 and it simply means ornaments.<br /><br />Surah </span><span class="fullpost"><b>7:31</b></span><span class="fullpost" style="font-weight: normal; "> “O children of Adam, wear ornaments at every masjidin, and eat and drink and do not indulge; He does not like the indulgers<br />Surah </span><span class="fullpost"><b>7:32</b></span><span class="fullpost" style="font-weight: normal; "> Say “Who has made unlawful the ornaments (zeenata) that God has brought forth for His servants, and the good provisions? Say,”they are meant for those who believe during this worldly life and they ewill be exclusive for them on the Day of Resurrection.” It is such that We explain the revelations for those who know.<br /><br />4. Furthermore, “aurat” obviously refers to women's nakedness. How naked is naked depends on how nakedness effects men’s hormones (or women’s in case of today) in a society. Which, incidentally bring me to recall the question I like to post to people who insist women should wear head-cover. If covering the head is for protection of women from men who cannot control their breeding apparel, then men in a society of homosexuals should cover their heads too, so that the same fate won’t befall on them from the evil plotting of lusty gay men who are not called gay because they are happy. Using the same logic of problem solving in today’s “Islam”, perhaps they, the auta-rities, should apply the same method of problem solving involving homosexuality in society instead of insisting we punish them no??? Now…women AND men cover their heads…it may be as stupid as telling just women to cover their heads, but hey, if you want to be stupid, be the best moron….at least you can say that this is JUST if not gender equal-ish.<br /><br />In the case of </span><span class="fullpost"><b>24:58</b></span><span class="fullpost" style="font-weight: normal; "> it tells us that “children who have not come of age ask your permission” to enter during the time when it is likely for women to be in her nakedness. (thalaathu awratin lakum).<br /><br />O ye who believe! let those whom your right hands possess, and the (children) among you who have not come of age ask your permission (before they come to your presence), on three occasions: before morning prayer; the while ye doff your clothes for the noonday heat; and after the late-night prayer: these are your three times of undress (thalaathu awraatin lakum): outside those times it is not wrong for you or for them to move about attending to each other: Thus does God make clear the Signs to you: for God is full of knowledge and wisdom..<br /><br /><br />Finally, in </span><span class="fullpost"><b>33:13 </b></span><span class="fullpost">some people looking for an excuse not to help the Prophet say that their own houses are exposed towards enemy attacks (inna buyootana awraatun), when actually they are not (wa maa hiya bi awraatin)<br /><br /><br />Behold! A party among them said: "Ye men of Yathrib! ye cannot stand (the attack)! therefore go back!" And a band of them ask for leave of the Prophet, saying, "Truly our houses are bare and exposed (inna buyootana awraatun)" though they were not exposed (wa maa hiya bi awraatin) they intended nothing but to run away..<br /><br /><br />Last but not least, my other question would be “How would one advice sexy Madonna-like figures how to dress according to the Quran?”<br /><br /><b>24:60</b></span><span class="fullpost" style="font-weight: normal; "> The women who are past child bearing and who do not seek to get married have no sin upon them if they put-off their garments, provided they do not display their attraction. If they remain as they were, then it is better for them. God is Hearer, Knower.<br /><br />p.s there are women who suffers early menopause even before their body had the time to surrender to gravity. How will the alamaks advice these women? Go around with garments put off?<br /><br /><br /><b>3. THE CASE OF THE OTHER VERSES:</b><br /><br />And there are other verses too, that men can use to help themselves not rape women if they are the type to get turned on merely by women’s hair (we’re talking about head hair here okay…just in case someone gets other ideas)<br /><b>[24:30]</b>"Say to the believing men, that they should lower their gaze and guard their modesty; that will make for greater purity for them; and Allah is well acquainted with all that they do."<br /><br />It's because God is well acquainted with all that we do and think, that He made sure He left us with no loopholes. So guys, stop staring at our boobs and get on with life...Oh, by the way, allow me to digress by saying, the word "boob" actually means, "stupid awkward person", or it could also mean "mistake or blunder", take a look <b><span><a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/boob">HERE</a></span></b> . So I guess the word "boobs" is derived from the word "boob" because, well, most of the time, men becomes stupid that could lead to danger, when they stare too long at women's breasts. Needless to say the plural version of 'boob' could only mean double stupor ergo jeopardy...It's no wonder God told women to hide their breasts from men's gaze and men to stop searching for lucky sightings.....<br /><br />Moving alooooonnnnggggg…..<br /><br />Then there is: </span><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="fullpost"><br /><b>[33:59</b>] "O prophet, tell your wives, your daughters, and the wives of those who acknowledge that they should lengthen upon themselves their outer garments. That is better so that they would be recognized and not harmed. God is Forgiver, Compassionate."<br /><br />This surah is used to insist women have to close their whole body probably because of the word,” lengthen upon themselves their outer garments”. Like I’ve said some time ago, I would be worried if God asked women to lengthen their inner garments upon themselves… Maybe if God said to draw inner garment over a woman's person, women today will be clad in Superwoman costume (you know how superman and superwoman are not super until they wear their underwear and bra over their actual pants and body hugging shirts?).<br /><br />Some people even insist that this means women have to cover everything, from top to bottom. Hmm…no wonder the Saudi Arabian insist their women banned from driving. It’s dangerous allowing them to drive when the whole body (and eyes of course, because they are part of the body not to mention head no??). What next? Cover (khamru) their minds with tapai? I mean, isn’t “mind” part of the body that need to be covered if according to the people who already have their mind covered with…idiosyncrasy.<br /><br />Or if a society insist on covering the whole body, just don’t forget to poke two holes for the eyes and constant decongest the nose if need be. Funny, how women who cover their heads would throw their gazes in disdain upon women who don’t. Whilst both women look at each other in disdain, they differ in the reasoning behind the looks. The head covered women look at women with uncovered head as “content of hell” whilst the latter look back thinking, “hhhmmph…they are already there (in hell)”.<br /><br />In my perspective, should covering a woman's head is THAT important, as it is made to become what it is today, would it not make more sense that god would have mentioned and reiterated it in a few verses , like other redundant verses that God felt important to repeat in order to emphasize/reiterate His statements? So how did this escalated to the point that in some parts of the world, women are even killed for not covering their heads. It is not even mentioned once that women need to cover their heads in the Quran<br /><br /><br />I think men should solve their hormonal problem by not asking the other party to suffer on behalf of their account, but they should do something for themselves if they need to solve their problem. In short, if you cannot contain your lust merely by looking at women’s hair, either close your eyes or go see the doctor.<br /><br /><b>20:2</b> We did not send down to you the Quran so you may suffer<br /><b>20:3</b> It is but a reminder for the one who takes heed.<br /><br /></span><div><span class="fullpost">If human race is made to suffer…it’s simple then. It just mean that it is not from the Quran<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div></div></div></div>PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-67032076300261981362012-03-17T15:53:00.015+08:002012-03-17T17:45:46.875+08:00And then there's the case of Ubud.What felt like an endless padi field satiated every angle my eyes turned to. Cool breezy wind caressed my sun beaten face and body. The distance sound of the enchanting gamelan, seemed to have plunged me into an abyss of day dreams. It almost felt like my soul was trapped and the only way out is to dance to the vibes of Bali. Risking sounding like a cliché, Ubud got me. I was a sitting duck and had no chance of escaping it’s rapture. I’m a prisoner unwilling to be saved.<br /><br />Alas! Pretty soon my dream would be awoken by the sound of the van honking, ready to porter us to the airport, destination, home. I have been to many places before in my life, but I have always felt homesick after some time. This time around, I still am home sick, only almost sick of home. It dawned to me now, how some Malaysians had become willing prisoners to Bali. For whatever reasons they offer, at the end of the day, Bali got them too.<div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div><b>Below: </b><span>No, not a Vietnamese stranded in Bali...it's just me.</span><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ1p00J91YnDZTcXhNeqAGtATIamWKXUiqIM3wAqMRH8k9xmvbOcDHZ7gcfDclgkqIkxjXBQ0b5XHfEBwJkJ0kwpb8Tg92AxQQjiL5temKtWIeglIcvEw1Uwg49jmbNy4i9YZGT74qlEk/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+686.JPG" /> </a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG">It occurred to me, how lucky I was not to have a coconut fall right on top of my head. Then again, it may have corrected a few defects in it that only concussion can produce...</a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzpFI-8bIpj8jSuhnqzqgqJeO-ESwoURdLSp5LzynN-j3-NxFVUMbXQOvUzBKYpLfzeo-v09EwWTA65U9WXLNVk8Y_yXe4HgKUEAOdiqgrqiu8KOdoaRHVw7lj6Q0tJx0EkPJpPXZmuek/s400/622.JPG" /><br /><br /></a></div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; "><p class="MsoNormal">What I love about Bali the most is that I can let my guard down and not worry about getting snatch thieved, robbed, cheated senselessly, or worst, raped. I did not get it during my early days here, why everywhere we go, there is no safety box, or even a decent cupboard with a lock at least functioning. It became clear to me later on, when I found the notebook I hid under the bed, being put nicely on the bedside shelf by the housekeeping boy. Frankly, I did not know whether to feel irritated or embarrassed by the fact that I was caught in an act of showing distrust to my hosts. Then again, we come from Malaysia. Our paranoia should be internationally well established by now. It makes me feel sad, at how I’ve witnessed my home, Malaysia, evolved from something of a Bali, into something of a New York city, just minus all the efficient public transportation. During my childhood, I do not recall any incidences of snatch thief, let alone people dying from it. Life was good back then. People can still leave their kids to play outside the house without having so much as to worry about them being kidnapped and sold to human trafficking, or being hit and run by a car. <o:p></o:p></p></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7vxboK17Asgxr4qruvRo8J2iVl6DOsdPBaqAYBFcGiQFDYE-qxrYf7aatc0gwnLNVpld4xYfPJ6PaQpDHjqZ17-sxVaWPxV0i3zDYi24yztLF1CS5ZT-CZzgWVXY66zPy9jmL8_SpK1A/s400/524.JPG" /> </a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG">Above: Watching life passing by..</a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><p class="MsoNormal">How did we get here? We cannot forever blame the immigrant workers who come from Indonesia, Bangladesh, India et al. If anything, through my observation, the Malaysians, instead of telling these workers off when they commit silly things like driving their vehicle against the traffic, or cutting queue, practiced “If you cannot beat them, join them”. We have forgotten the spirit of reminding each other of our mistakes because we suddenly develop this “you mind your own business and I will mind mine”. This attitude of minding one’s own business, I believe, should only be applied to the faith one professes, the prerogative lifestyle one chooses that will in no way harm society and perhaps Ibrahim Ali.. that man should be left alone and not be given so much media coverage for his idiosyncrasy, but I digress. <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Here in Malaysia, we do the opposite. We mind other people’s faith, proclaiming power to judge on who is going to hell and heaven, we are more interested in who’s effing who and what people do with their assholes, yet have no qualms in closing one eye to kids who no longer give up their seats to the blind, the pregnant etc, to the perennial disgusting public toilet habits, (or should I say “peri-anal” instead?) or to god forbid, corruption. We have become a society who enjoy punishing without solving the problem at its roots. Power is after all, sweet.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">When society do not see that passing judgment and punishment that is harsher than the deed of the “offender” itself, is just so wrong, no matter what excuse given, then we become a society devoid of humanity. What is the point of being called “human” without “being human”?<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">A Muslim lady who was caught and sentence to flogging, some time back drinking alcohol in public for instance, is not even committing an offence in accordance to the Quran, yet flogging her, which is the punishment in the state of Pahang, which is NOT even the slightest mention of it in the Quran, is seen as “justified”. How did we manage to allow retarded people run our lives for us? Are we expected to keep reticent to imbecilic acts by the self-proclaimed authority that uses power of religion to hide behind? <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Here’s a simple question I would like to ask my fellow Malaysians. If we avow that we are so righteous and religious, tell me, how come we can no longer leave our hand-phones in the public toilet accidentally and have almost null chances of recovering it? Why do women need to cover their heads up in men in this society is so righteous, enough to gain trust that they will not harm their women who go around not covering their head. (Not that it’s even slightly mentioned in the Quran if I may add). If a society is SO righteous as it claims to be, a woman should be safe walking around without having to cover her head no? In fact, why not solve the mental problem of the men, for not being able to contain their stupid hormones when looking a woman’s hair. Something MUST be medically wrong with their head (probably both heads) if men get turned on just looking at women’s hair. In Bali, women use to walk around topless and it’s nothing to them.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Okay… I think I’d better stop writing now, before I upset my……….whatever time left in Bali. Excuse me while I resume dreaming away…until that darn vehicle honks anyway….<o:p></o:p></p></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG">Kecak dance. Balinese are some of the most artistic people, as are most Indonesians. You can observe the art everywhere around you, if you are not too busy fiddling with your iPhone, iPad and other iDiotic antisocial gadgets that is...</a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJtDhdmA5Vi5h8socESCWaOu74kBstSnIWYkoIuwOBi5VQU8yE4-aIYgYqVsf8qqQg-9q3DFEtPEp8JCZsHQ7pH0nEQaqDHmLmi0egh5mLYGBfN7Coa-yVGOzyca9iWFg27CTTnidZYgc/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+271.JPG" /> </a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">Well, if you consider graffiti as art...I do..</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOIFsL5GmvJJ1XNpgEYNZEfjdDPKaQxDZ7edzyl5JN4FWpoV5mqUWidIDfInqXhywFScQqoyh1hPwtjGM4k_oquKXlNTEgYIQXzVJGNHlUwCqaQsnw8WYEkgyNT90fS1WT-yVJiUcRw8k/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+449.JPG" /> </a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">Here's another form of art...they actually have to pay for each slab of tiles that make a road in Jalan Kajeng...which is pretty cool..and sometimes funny..</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho9iMMFaZ1TC2NctPghyphenhyphenhq3E3Y3nZMeDQK_kLFVzwEogbbdT39F9z9P3N7Hmsn0CuD3JpO2ULu233cCQoCqKYH6K_dxb9PR-cVzlE_2l_Zy-oie3yEV8JuG9lhemp60mzMLLANrlEVOmI/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+435.JPG" /> </div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">Well, at least we know where to get grass..</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxytSRiC7GPQr0mQSEDDzUQ84HS2Myc7DpsRJQU4K4mCphhkYLSE__wY1nx3bE9aYj31l2dYtpjAL_Q82pWjBp0UUZFVCjldODaWaiRymppvkpyS3aFJ415fZgeWNuN0CO_HI05L92yNQ/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+429.JPG" /> </div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0NW3NYJgdabErW15QCjHFlEFU1thf9-LqfJiubZHKZiln8bwHgLGgjWA97ITKSB1F0fKVDmMkONu4uiVJWQyrwjDY8oCepReaIR1N2MbdeMTVd2ncd1GPTiGGgAtUBXr6HviWvMuVMak/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+434.JPG" /> </div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">I think, the occupational hazard for a Balinese dancer would be suffering from Bell's Palsy. The Lenggong dance depends heavily on one dancer and how he/she transform art in a form of minute movements alternated by sudden outburst of expressions. If you hate looking at his/her face, you'd be better off going down the nearest food stall eating Bakso instead.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRT1VlVr-8gloqo8KLAXkeUfG32YWVW0UyS9txwcVEu5Kc2DzXBwgmScsJeAjZKLAEcsVU3S1OmBtMiHTmKonLOybTzhNB_eTCjAbfCK8ccpvt7Cp4ejTK-ndF3E2s3j4OgnzQM1IC23Q/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+422.JPG" /> </a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhltF6P_e5zQlTKV1RPrLzMtV88fdDKvd0jQekwjnMtt8zwYL_-LkR3L8GkBv5tUUqTmARpFIGBYgHa4_AKFvXckriHzAqNwWXhb3_7w1sh9g0kPAfmwoCOCNPNbNKzBo2x4gyoo0zo714/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+424.JPG" /> </div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG">Below: What Balinese make out of their coconut, other than serving the delicious drink</a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSKdKlRi_dB10a5sf07v-E8rQXgMw-mShD6ME9IiRbBflZ3c9Mh7Dv2U9rY-0fkPGTbXajmG0QfRaPeY6NXIEMeMKhbwc_OtBWnGw-b7H4OtHy1eoeWWxYi7vDduGh8vJCDFXpfLfyAgM/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+388.JPG" /> </a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP7ua8DJyvhe_7srv2eLsaaXrqoNfNVbkoPcuRc9eT-KP2nmrXXzVbCMQZ96IAm-zLURRQs2ZK7qzSbKTHwPwZ3ARGVIAgaGBL8D4cJlzFGt-rRg4Dvuw9OB1fUJvrgDVJZD_LDMirnEI/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+362.JPG" /> </a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG">Guilty as charged.</a>..<span>the man that quenched our thirst after a day of gazing..</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmPa9i5J9PVlvYjxO8fh_p90L3qXFVKGYbQg_oPFXxs9RJUAe_rtior8CSIjhIx9K8ZcLG0BELMzlf4EZ9HAQRPNCHLDJZ2dRP1KDhlhDP3NrxfjhIuRyKKtKI0m57ZXG3ymkg1E93NaQ/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+360.JPG" /> </a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG">A</a> river flows through it...</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; 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font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG">A</a>bove and below: Gunung Kawi</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Ss3bP-nAp6o1CeHpdMEe-KrYnaRd9G7F5-FFwALucn8xI6-mgnVox1lKZsMGdtDeNeGhyphenhypheni08OsV74QnuT2Gy2Ix2el0M5DNYT-FZ9BLn7eyB5BPaUKAOkpsc5B3kl11FV5FJNJ3jqFU/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+323.JPG" /> </a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4PAA8PKOT38vcBzrI2x7pzeocnQ9__iERhZIg4b9NNtZJ9NuuYXmGb00tcr2HldHzSn4NFDd1mHgFwFQnC42bTZO5EYByvelEfbljJgA9lrbGg80R4XiO6ZDZO7mIAh13ZfPhc_zo0lU/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+290.JPG" /> </a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG">O</a>n the way to Gunung Kawi: Goa Gajah</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgniPRPzTwcYjc02Xio90kkWjnn9XgZWus3l04r-mnTUlCnkhr6mIuYzRfLBUBby-xRykEX0puTYrxgdb4vGrV-UPd3ey_BvY3AGj6vs1RJae14B5kTNGX3FTlFIxOkWAJxoOcf1FII9A/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+404.JPG" /> </a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">Gunung Batu Kawi...</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMmZiWhFtZ2cqaQB3O47eItgu4m-74HwLaM8NY2GOmuI0mfixGXIgkqIgkMxJmHefSrM8IxxC3EZLaiNAOCTPQmYlgU6IWh5SmCXx79VOTZdS4mu-VA0TbvHhmJ7eeKAMqZkFS29fKgM0/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+252.JPG" /> </a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhktEaMiTja16QrxI1GJgSpxC_HG3I6bgICJB5ya4kdfkIROYURjNYEJtJiqsudRJas3PofwRkRAUdAXwYu399csi-770INPxrpPPyGd3NbpP2zNHu8sxEB9UolcfWkQ14DroKQbf7o4lE/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+260.JPG" /> </a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">Ah well, if no one buys, he eats..nothing goes to waste in Bali</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s1600/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2sdcwyGzUxWK2LY3zN2q150y7G2sf4vpq1_JRJgv-JU7_oAEUOq-uPryBCV-r2RNq3qOX0zKgjkp7au1GUKkG9qvggmYz9bk4p3xEM1IxjI1GAm2vTWFJyalfe3M8EmeoeQXTUAXllk/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+574.JPG" /> </a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span><span style="line-height: 18px; ">Collin Mc Phee, writer of "A House in Bali" described this river, Ayung Sayan (Sayan River) as devine. I did the trek just adjacent the Ayung Sayan and to my dismay, the water was muddy. It dawned to me that it was either Mc Phee was high on something he got from Hans or Tino et al, or my luck was bad that it rained and there was mud content that made the term "White water rafting" quite oxymoronic. I'm sure it was clear water when Mc Phee described it though...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span><span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqNyL6dAim8e9opx43_XNRxkoYv1_lvQZhPOT3pJR3lBKYgiMd0bHN8qU7ERY9mF8WMX_m-RTppXPZpc88vTld4x1uZegv6tRwf3P0BhSI7j_egfUiqo9voJi7cAXx8C8AJ86yr9HWQ9E/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+553.JPG" /> </div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; ">Resting along Ayong Sayan. We figured, it is lighter to carry the food in our stomachs since it's the center of gravity and all. </div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic_hcn6PFMoovYkevMOefrg2nsysoqG3mq5WSRjvaBTX_OqgsjDMnZBNnPUzDQwETwWK2A9DEAjiNfunWlBqAnehgRnD28VFPyyakZajSgBCtEnL_Y0zlhfyRAwK3CXZw2-tkdX-sa_DY/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+569.JPG" /> </div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; ">And wherever you look, the universe seemed to suggest love..</div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrP9V4f5AKBCgRA_6788XJBl7mhYhkqBF8A_U-Bud3TsrEMaXrjaGjJ613JLeh522irlZSMcMTYhibDfHfaD0IpPh_WMwKMrXFnO1t1PHkIDLlhJwNd7a0MiBOQfAjPaKw-_zISBHmvsE/s400/BALI+OH+BALI+2012+509.JPG" /> </div></div>PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-91686871949154574082012-03-15T13:11:00.003+08:002012-03-16T19:44:37.348+08:00Lovina<span style="font-size: 100%;">Unlike the journey from Denpasar (Ubung bus station) to Candi Kuning (in Bedegul), this time we took a private car up to Lovina. I must say that although it was a much more comfortable mode of transportation, I would have jumped into a public transport if there was one available. Well, they are available, just unreliable in the sense of accessibility and timing and time is of the essence this time around for us.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;">Most bemo or colt will push off from far and away stations such as the one I waited for my colt, in Ubung. The problem with public transportation such as bemo or colt, is that it will wait for full passengers of 12 before embarking anywhere. By the time it reaches places like Candi Kuning, or if it ever took off at all from the station, it would probably be sometime in late afternoon and as it was a raining season, I will loose a whole day, waiting for the possibility of a hitching a ride on a public transportation, and if I manage to do so, reach my destination late and to be welcomed with rain.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;">I was told by a local that sometimes, if the turn up of passengers is poor, the transport may not even leave the bus station!! Imagine, after waiting for few hours for the bus to be filled up, and when in vain, you may find yourself without a transport!! If this is not a cowboy town, I don’t know what else is.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;">To be honest with you, call me a masochist, but I did not really enjoy the journey up in the private trooper as compared to the public transport because of the exclusivity. There was not much of communication with the locals as the driver, if given the chance would have preferred to demolecularize us all and teletransport us to Lovina in a speed of light. Confucius would have become a Confused-cius if he was still alive, as to why his famous quote had gone unheeded, “It is not so much about the destination, but about the journey”.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;">Fortunately, Lovina is about the destination too. I can’t say that it is THE beach getaway and the only reason why I had decided to put up in Lovina was it was a better choice than Singaraja, to put up in order to access Pura Beji, a 45minutes motorbike ride (well depend on one’s speed). The beach was black sanded and the water was clear enough, but unfortunately, it was not kept clean.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;">Lovina Beach.... unfortunately, I did not manage to catch the sunset because well, most of the time, it rained in the evening. Speaking of which, I enjoyed going around a motorcycle with my kid in the rain, both of us singing that song, ".ooooooooooooooo...I hear laughter in the rain, walking hand in hand with the one I love.......oooooooooooo....how I love the rainy days and the happy ways, I feel inside....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;">"</span><div style="font-weight: normal; "><br /> <span style="font-size: 100%; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxfEnT9HK-55fU7BrnIAm8PntvpXWNhLgfMbitxlLIMYxqKMnj4mEIdAfBqIKomUgeRggTFi_cfisaJ8LOFKgQdUTGE_J9eT2G3eoZUSgsZ_hH4EgimJQVcqWpcYOUJL5ss2_hvgtD7QU/s400/195.JPG" /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%; "><br /><br />To be redundant, Lovina is about the destination,for me, as I found a gem, not lost, just undiscovered. The gem came in a form of a German traveller, Robert, who put up at the same place as ours. Unable to find a suitable lodging in Ubud, he ended up in Lovina beach. Dare I say sweet serendipity?? But unlike many other travellers, he engaged himself with the people around him including the vendors by the beach. There, he found a lovely little girl named Puteri Ayu, about 3-4 years of age and decided to help her out. Born to parents, out of wedlock, Ayu was abandoned soon after birth by her mother who according to her grandmother, refused to marry her father, because of poverty. The last bit was my assumption.<br /><br />Little Ayu is being taken care by her father and her grandparents. Although they are poor, I could feel that Ayu is surrounded by so much love by the beautiful people around her, which include her grandmother’s friends. Balinese are generally poor materially but definitely rich with love and affection, and many more good things in life that is free. I have seen a child born into richness but neglected of love. What Robert had said in response to my observation about Ayu being enveloped by a lot of love, was right on the bull’s eye, “a little help with money would help despite the love”. Robert sponsored Ayu’s 3 years pre-schooling, all paid for in one go.<br /><br />Turned out, there are a few more kids of the same situation that he had helped along his travel getaways. This, I find, truly inspiring indeed. I mean ask ourselves, how many of us have gone for holidays and helped out the people who we bumped into? Most of us would prefer to put up in fancy hotels that take up almost half of our travel budgets. Then we buy souveniers for people who we have problems remembering their names and who would most likely toss it in some corner soon after it reaches their homes, if not bitch about how ugly it is.<br /><br />Puteri Ayu......trust me, it is very difficult to snap a good photo of kids....I spent more than 10 minutes just trying to get a good shot....this one is my favourite...it captures the essence of a smart child, just waiting for an opportunity of education to come by...there are many more children such as Ayu, just crying for the help they hardly know at this tender age, that they need.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">.</span><br /> <span style="font-size: 100%; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ61Wp8Dr1ONPgpKGAaBxRC5w3OoGxIZRsaD51Na-P0YpRrtj7XUdOY3t9_IPa7OhlvBf9F1vFBFSBVZk9s9WKl9NJAursmrT7NAk8iYbgEb0uKU8WYBWWYVPFUqDHc4KJ-gOKdZf4PGg/s400/192.JPG" /></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;">The place I put up was a basic backpacker’s lodge, Hotel Purnama, which is run by a very warm, kind and friendly family and for the Rupiah 80,000 (RM23 plus breakfast I was a bit guilty to take because of the dirt cheap price!), it offers very basic accommodation. After all, to my thinking, unless one plans to sit in the room all day long to rest and laze about, I do not see any point of paying so much for a room just to come back tired and zonk out. The extra money can be used to perhaps purchase things from poor vendors, as a method of giving them some income. Frankly, I would rather give to the people my eyes witness their poverty rather than to give through an organization for example in Africa, (albeit as noble as the deed may sound) of which I will wonder if the money pumped in would be recycled into coffers of Kalashnikov and Mercedes-Benz of some bejewelled pigs that run the place.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;">Most Muslims and Hindus for example, would fast (refrain from eating/drinking for a period of time) from time to time. Muslims would avow that the act of fasting, is for us to feel, indulge what it is like to experience poverty. If you ask any poor man on the road, I suspect that they will tell us to go ahead and eat, drink and be merry, instead, just give them the money they need and keep the experience to ourselves as our experience will not help them in any way, the money on the other hand, would.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;">Pura Beji ; still standing tall despite her past grandeur......</span><br /><div style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; "> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgowPV3R0PrkIyL3aMhi4S-sA2XniZO3V7PCdeK7pml4TGkHA-OgpJQWV1Y2h7SEWzc0eyIUV43EaeaMagvQVQda3LeN9dwu67IqiK7tgEqVAaO0f8it9sc72NC7HQg5svXFNIEF57UENc/s400/144.JPG" /> </div><div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /><br /><br />So here’s a suggestion. Perhaps, once a year, when we go for one of our holidays, why not try to keep aside some money to give to the poor that we bump into along the way. The little money to us, may prove to be of bigger in value to them. In the case of Puteri Ayu, it cost Robert around USD400 (that’s about RM1200) to sponsor a three year pre-schooling. Imagine that for the cost half the price of the I-phone or I-Pad some of us are willing to pay for, this could actually make a difference in a poor kid’s life for 3 years.<br /><br />Ask ourselves this question once in a while, “How do we define the meaning of life?”. It’s to recycle back into society, what the Higher Being had blessed us with, materially at least. Now that is one recycling people should make noise about. To me, a person like Robert not only defined the meaning of life, but put it to practice and that is why I said that I was blessed with an acquaintance with a gem of a human being. Robert, if you are reading this, I want you to know that you are a gem of a guy and I am honored to have met your acquaintance.<br /><br />That and err…he managed to convince both my dotter and me to initiate picking up garbage by the sea side to educate the unfortunate people who live off tourists visiting the beach, selling whatever they can, to decipher a simple message, “Clean beach, means more tourist attraction, equals to more possible income for them”.<br /><br />Hitherto, I cannot help but smile at how I was diplomatically talked into, one hour of picking up garbage on the beach… I’m still smiling as I’m writing this down. The last time someone made me pick up garbage was Mrs Tan, a hot tempered teacher who we suspect was suffering from permanent menopausal mood swing and can probably make the Prime Minister pick up garbage, and that was back in primary school!! And it was hardly 1 hour !!</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJE2j9aKtL2f9kRcX0pGiLQZwQj9lB0qlSv0ciIopJnQB-T1XXK6cL2ULTeVeLV7NzAMPciI1Yhyphenhyphenl6j3aSV1-JbT_zvfms_g8CKlJrgkB_ROHAvnKw-MPVew-UVmePL9nYjtEyb5EXqIU/s400/190.JPG" /><br /><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; "><span><br /><br />Not a care in the world, born into poverty, and oblivious to their bleak future, a girl lay her head to rest by on the sand, where her guardians vendors.<br /><br /><br />At the end of the day, the take home message I’m trying to put out there is, let’s just not talk the talk, but let’s walk the walk. Perhaps we underestimate the power of us. We should be able to believe that even the smallest thing we do to change for the good, may initiate something for a society. We should not be comfortably and say in surrender that there are so many things to do to change the world. Yes, it can be overwhelming, but the journey to a thousand miles definitely have to begin with the very first step. Small steps is better than not making a move. It’s always better to contribute something, no matter how small, than not to contribute at all. Imagine if everyone were to contribute even the smallest of thing, the world may have lesser people suffering.<br /><br />JFK once said, “Ask not what the country can do for you, but what you can do for your country”.<br /><br />Here’s my rendition of something similar, “Ask not what society can do for you, but what you can do for the society”.<br /><br />My uncle said that “there’s nothing much to see in Lovina”. I beg to differ. We only fail to see when we choose to close one eye and choose to be unreceptive. I see a lot more than scenic beauty (after the picking up garbage operation) Lovina could offer. I see love, humanity, empathy, and so much more and my only regret is, indeed, deep regret….is that I did not stay one more day in Lovina….<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 100%; "> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbORxTLGXr1lu5i3sEgfLEJQyXyEpcu35EsK0j44YEA_foTQZWvXWbODpD5670U_E22BCDYuGXDgYWAeyQhPjWDExQ0y_a8I03ZkERTebgJEJ7o24eQhIZeAUH6-kFhPzfQHcTWSartrY/s400/179.JPG" /> </span></div><div style="font-size: 100%; font-weight: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; "><span><b>Above </b>: Lovina, when it is not the beach, it's the padi field view that takes your breath away....</span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; "><span><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="font-size: 100%; font-weight: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; "><span><b>Below </b>: Hot spring...water's hot, so are the babes......</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw7clmWBAqCzEl6nhfjiai5RLujWEoycIiXwqk6HVF4y8FbGPCCaHZB782bnyA6jGQtqILR0m5Tqi_TwgiXB9jxTgM6j5gUS1CWTR8I7kJevd478SP_5YXHs9MsLeRqmYC3YY56Moojtg/s400/241.JPG" /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span>Pura Beji..... </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuoflH8xgU_XhIUWQHm4hMRSNx27Vt-nNIrIQYEH8lpkjyutTAXiA_YjKdoBubWyLyEnrJn4waNcRdulcFR3nvcemPz0T1LOvqvKVEzg8lHa0BI8dyi2yzn8oL1NG6udaZC8JcrLpC4rw/s400/166.JPG" /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span><span><b>Below</b></span><span>: <span>a picture of the entrance, where you need to give some donation. I pulled a Rupiah 10,000 (about RM3) and when I detected displeasure in his expression, pulled another 10,000. Hey, what can I say...I'm not a big fan of worship houses, but I reckon that donation would contribute to it's architectural value..as far as I'm concern, humans should spend all that money they waste on sacred houses to allegedly impress God, to help fellow human beings...I am pretty sure, that would give God more pleasure than building Him houses, He have no use of.</span></span></span> </div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj95Z7Pt8BOx5E_32bCqIyj1GMk9vKgr4PQjfXHctjoZPwelVRPUg4efrPZv1VqsKlj8CgJYZHrwHCacj7J2hGjGXhasyGappSTp0XXbE_vbi6pHCQyV797hiSJw7l9xvVCOtTgkpC-l9c/s400/142.JPG" /> </div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span>I would be extremely happy if I can balance my brains in between my ears...balancing stuff like this on my head, would just be a bonus..</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJG8EKZDdALR9PCqL021MSEu42wrrk_J-Cq2uP8jEN6OXBxs1yij05JnQF-tkayQdnC07ZSKHflVeoE-9kqFUOzEfRyJFvaTev006RsFVlgquSEI4EaXbg5okaHcqEMgZhH6TcRdROXoE/s400/213.JPG" /> </div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; "><span><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span>Hot springs where you probably get international urine content in one pool ;-)</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLJytuGxmd1YICOqlKAOHeZSuj_6UVnyYGMzlrMYP934vuRAxwQM3pLZqSTap5qPzPOupJTXgnxtIvx0ijI1PXRSFNYkjLVtKCM_EdHTHUlrR526XBaSJ9Z7tsi9YBBrPxQ5BFYuzuu5M/s400/227.JPG" /> </div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYQYdXY1n2zFf5cuHDEkBlwjrY7WU3lffZ8vZJbm9f_CqkXjHhS7tAsfGw7urGNnGo5eiULYVkFH5o3IaMAW853zhYUsOv0yQSvJsOUD2XONK9caSR7nm1FOdMSe22xQiAgZ52JorRwjs/s400/246.JPG" /> </div><div style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; "><span><b>Below </b>: Notice the smiles? This is at the cremation. In Balinese, past the bathing of the deceased, no one is allowed to be sad. This is because they believe in reincarnation, and death, although a sad thing for those beloved left behind, is to be seen as a beginning for another life......ergo the spirit of happiness is appropriate. Scenes like this in Malaysia would probably be during the death of some of those nasty politicians...death of an idiot and rebirth of more frogs....I assume politicians will be reborn as frogs, since they like frogging in parliament so much....</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguhCvVaYy7GD6Q_yPsqZspKBFO_wdZ_nfxyAF0UzzdYYvGjXExlKuYwQuSzYIpgGbshDisennY-Wh5mrAIZ14se5NiK8QhoEm7wJ3ymwjMQDIEOB1djMiQKXIJnJtGXrmsvtc1Rut_VXU/s400/176.JPG" /> </div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span>Bakso anyone?</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9BBLlZYBKdbLfhBxvt7DQN7kLKzIkAV3lHPAwBP32j6EscXonOnquP3fkT7g3qBx9p-x40FBtT-qkNUn-FNLMk4fEwki5tvGDNA3MOhpJ8st9DPnKtnE-WTV6oqIwinn8taW_THvIHLc/s400/214.JPG" /> </div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "> </div></div></div>PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-9240547347275545012012-03-14T20:42:00.003+08:002012-03-15T13:44:56.937+08:00Bali Oh! Bali!It was to be a mother dotter bonding rendezvous, this trip I took to Bali. After all, my kid will soon go off to further her studies and abiding to the law of nature, of which even a cat knows when to let her litter off into the real world when the right time comes. I suppose soon, I will have to let her go and live her life in the real world. So this trip was to be about us.<br /><br />The very next day upon approval of my 12 days annual leave (actually it’s either to clear off last year’s annual leave or it be forfeited…), upon last minute confirmation of my annual leave approval, I jumped into the first Air Asia flight available to Bali. Truth be told, I had absolutely no idea where to go and what to do in Bali, but Lonely Planet saved my day.<br /><br />I had decided to back pack Bali with my kid. I was brought up to think that sometimes, through hardship family bond. Fought and bonded along the way, we did. If I sounded like Yoda, it’s only because I feel jaded like him right now. The trip is fun, but tiring too. I have not just bags under my eyes, but big huge luggage instead. Then again, it’s better to look ugly and feel good than to look good and feel like shit. Of course the best is look good and feel great, but that is another story altogether, no?<br /><br />I’m sure many have been to Bali, bonded, broken off with girlfriends/boyfriends if according to the “Bali Myth”. (Bali myth claims that most couples break off after coming back from Bali. If you ask me, it’s to do with the high expectations for couples that only the Romantic Comedy films can provide that had caused or is causing the break ups…then again, who am I to hand on relationship advices. I got burned in love many a times, and we didn’t need to go to Bali for that to happen).<br />So I will not brag about the beautiful places I went to. What I will write about however is Bali, pertaining to her people. People say, home is where their loved ones are. By this definition, then Bali would be my second home. I believe that family is who we choose more than who we were coincidentally born with. I have been in love with Bali long before I stepped foot on this Island. The people, well there are exceptions as in any case anywhere in the world, majority are warm, kind, loving, friendly and honest people. It’s disgusting how honest majority of them are!!<br /><br />An example; I stuffed my notebook underneath the bed in an attempt to hide it. In came house keeping and by the time we came back to the room, we learned 2 things. The house keeping people cleans under the bed even and that they took out the note book we meant to hide and placed it nicely on the side table!! I don't know if I should feel ashamed for not trusting them or just flabagasted!!<br /><br /><br />Growing up in a city like Kuala Lumpur, it made me a tough woman but unfortunately with trust issues. The issue is, I hardly trust anyone. I don’t even trust my own mother to leave me alone and not find me some “nice gentleman” to shove into my face just to make her die happy knowing that I have a man to take care of me when she’s gone. Hello, I don’t love a man because I need him, but I would love to need a man because I love him. But try telling that to any moms. Then again, I digress.<br /><br />I have to share my experience travelling from Denpasar to Candi Kuning. We took a, what the locals call “Colt”, basically if in any developed country would be called “ a transport from hell”. It pushes off from the bus station in Ubung, just north east of Denpasar. Is there a public transport to go from point A to point B in Bali? The answer is “yes”. But will you get to point B? The answer is “maybe if your luck is good”. You see, when it comes to long distance travelling across Bali, most tourists prefer to go on private vehicles, driven by drivers, which is convenient, yes, but also expensive. It’s a smart choice if you ask me. The public transport such as the Bemo, Colt etc, will need to fill up the 12 passengers before budging an inch. And wait is what you need to do. Sometimes, I was told by Ikim, a lady with a broken arm clad in a shoulder cling, after all that waiting, should the Colt fail to accumulate 12 drivers of so (if short of a few people than we all have to pay a little extra which is fair), then the Colt will abort the transportation!!<br /><br />I chose to take the risk, and after 2 hours of waiting, which I didn’t mind because I was busy filling up my senses with absorbing the surrounding ambiance, we in fact got 13 people in the van. Was it an okay form of transportation? Well, if a lady like Ikim, with a broken bone is not complaining, than what excuse do we all have? Did I mention that there was an old lady, of about 60s travelling with us? Well, there you go, no excuse to bitch about comfort do we now?<br /><br /><br />So off we went, heading north to Candi Kuning. The journey took us about 2 hours through a narrow but good road. I have to stop here to comment though. I find it bewildering that Indonesia can make a road that lasted 10 years without having many pot holes to reckon with. I wonder what stupid excuses the politicians in Malaysia would feed us with if we ask them how come we cannot make roads like the Indonesians? You know when these politicians start to talk cock, it’s easy to detect. It’s when they start opening their mouths.<br /><br /><br />The people are ever ready to help you with information and any form of assistance they may offer, which I find very heart warming. Yes, I had to wait for a little over 2 hours, but it wasn’t a time wasted. I had the chance to interact with the locals who you will never find travelling on the private vehicles, except for the drivers of course. Whilst waiting, an announcement was made and it went something like this, “Selamat Sorey semua, moga sihat sihat belaka hari ini…” (Good day, everyone. Hope everyone is in good health today”….) followed by the announcement. For a bus station that looked like it almost did not survive the Bali bombing, the last thing I had expected was a courteous greeting preceding the announcement!! Can anyone imagine this happening in Pudu Raya bus station in Kuala Lumpur??!!! I almost died just there and then from overdose of politeness!!<br /> <div>Below: Ubung Bus Station, northeast of Denpasar, Bali<br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPzCMJ6T4fIXu5GVDnLxyjqtchFDOsQweNTUFUiN-jt7hbE805gMeuqgFlrCHvKU6UNfQ3Y9ALVB7Kji6f6JdEUvmdmOqz_sNvkREsGmzsLw8UYizweOLNRFJAP0mRCTkWTVChyYyFnY0/s400/074.JPG" /><br />I also learned from Nyoman, a friendly driver who drove us from Kuta to Denpasar earlier, that Balinese spend 50% of their income on religious/spiritual practices. And here we are complaining that the only sure thing apart from death is tax!! Some may find this disturbing, but I think that this is what makes Balinese trustworthy and good people. I mean, sure, you do not need religion to be a good human being, an atheist is a good example of that, and there are people with religion that practices more of the “holier than thou” attitude which proves to be more of a pest to human kind despite claims of “enlightenment”, more than anything else. But in the case of Balinese people, they are very spiritual and this spirituality somehow had managed to bring out the best behaviour in them. You hardly hear about snatch thieves here and I find it an emotional turmoil to be blessed with a feeling of being able to trust society not to harm us.<br /><br />Majority may be poor, but definitely rich with what makes humans, humans. They are contented and this somehow makes them happy. I can’t vouch for the rich anywhere in the world though. Ask me. My job covers partly dispensing anti-anxiety, anti-depression medication to people who many envy to have what we imagine as everything in this world. But that is of course another story. I think happiness is what we make of ourselves and money may not have anything to do with it, but it does improve the bargaining position.<br />In the colt, I learned some Balinese greetings.<br /><br />“Om swassiastu” means “Peace to you” or more of “hello”<br />“Om santi santi santi om” is good bye….<br />for instance.<br /><br />I think if given more than 2 hours of waiting, I may get them to teach me some expletives in Balinese language. Alas! Before I could accomplish that, the colt moved, finally<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW4KLBC1P5OjnjggVLX9gXMlMyd4f2J61Dx52AzNkV8miBmN5Z3UvAKUIdZ-vHjD7H718Ts_gqdofaWwQelP7mTG4XEmhh1dM-raW-OQLHsQRCRF4yIbdXe2Vm6xCJvdJrD4LclVMsSm4/s400/075.JPG" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br />I also learned that there is a “Nyepi” meaning a day observing silence, is a day when absolutely all activities are prohibited. The only reason anyone should be on the road is when a woman is in labour. Yes…not even a person with heart attack will be allowed to go to the hospital. I went….what the fish….but my travelling companion, Ketut, explained that they believe in “karma”. If that person is destined to die that day, he will die. I truly disagree but respecting their culture, I kept reticent. If my loved ones suffer from a heart attack and needed to be rushed to the hospital, I will without hesitation, stuff a pillow on my belly and pretend to be in labour and bring along the person who is suffering a heart attack along with me, claiming he fainted from my screaming in pain. I believe in karma, yes, but only after fully exhausting all possibilities of doing something to avoid catastrophe.</div><div><br /></div><div>In Bali, no matter where you go, people will ask you where you are from. I have to say that it is refreshing that they only stop there. They do not ask beyond, "where are you from?". They are not bothered whether you are Malay, Indian, Chinese or what not. They are happy with the answer "Malaysian". My question to my fellow Malaysian is, "When will we be contented with saying that we are Malaysians, without the minute detail of what race we are?"...<br /><br />Halfway through, it rained and it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that the reason we got slightly wet was because the windows do not approximate.<br /><br />There was rain water that found the way onto my face and I closed my eyes to feel it’s sensation on it and thought of how the same rain that could cause annoyance to some of us, may mean life for others. I don’t hear anyone complaining about getting wet too. It’s like it’s something they’ve accepted. For a split second, my heart did try to deceive me by wondering how this would not have happened should we have taken the private vehicle, but my sense put my conscience at check. So there I was, in a colt heading up north, getting insidiously wet not in the sexual sense of it unfortunately, feeling somewhat oddly happy. Happy, that I was blessed with the experience of travelling as the not so fortunate people travel.<br /><br /><br />A thought occurred to me. That particular journey reminded me how some religious beliefs fast (refrain from eating, drinking and whatever) in order to attain humility. It bewilders me that despite many of us fasting, and despite what it claims to do to a human’s soul, there are still many people starving in this world. I could not help but wonder, if we spend slightly less money on building beautiful worship house to brag about to the other religion, perhaps that money could have been channelled towards the needy. I have problems believing that to be a good Muslim, or Christian or whatever, all that is sufficient is to believe in God, and worship Him and feel happy about it thinking this will make us a better human being. I think serving God would make us realize that it takes more than just believing to become a better human being. Serving humanity IS serving God. Ponder on that before you send someone to cut my head off for saying what I feel is right.<br /><br />Travelling in hardship have more impact on, I find, on myself in the sense of the humility it feeds my soul. Look at it this way. So what, if the seats were hard, not to mention, non-ergonomic. So what, if it was a little cramped with human beings that do not have so much as a watch on them. So we get a little wet from the rain that escaped the gapping windows of a cheap transport. At the end of the holiday, we get to go back to our comfort zone, whilst these local people are less fortunate and have to resume their lives the way we had experienced it for that short moment in ours. For us, it was an adventure, for them, a routine.<br /><br /><br />Having contented with the beauty of Bali feasted upon my eyes through a leaking window, I hardly realized that we had reached destination Candi Kuning. Despite reaching destination in the less comfortable manner, I was quite disappointed that the journey wasn’t for some moment longer. When I left the colt, it wasn’t just my luggage that I had managed to pull out from it, but it was also the refreshing experience that came with the journey. Whilst the price of the tickets may be dirt cheap, but the experience throughout the journey upon reaching there, was indeed to me, priceless........</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Below...snippets of Bali.</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnfoAXsT7s0jALvxoDnDsKBD8Yl2uiflVk3gqvcfCRC8-k7Mk2-xJleJeSfryW2dkfCQdv8PNABYMC7J_ZheJJGCftDzGuo6_y3ZEsdY11xQyxYRyOQMiYcWtSxGqAECb2Zml5aPiqYWY/s400/100.JPG" /> </div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFAl_-V9aZ7LTlBNs-7smU-TO_2KNpCjrXmn8tZhFlJYnOHUN3EKjX9aVR8Z5n1VLC5emdNt07ogPARf2nOnHkTXmg2gSbEfh2rZszw5Wk8Ju3bDulMVner0hZOZ6apH7HKPxZ2tJHz7I/s400/193.JPG" /> </div>PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792196524279031654.post-9302698226662540422012-02-25T00:47:00.002+08:002012-02-25T01:15:07.316+08:00Another day ....another book banned...<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; ">Here's something interesting a friend of mine found in The New Straits Times which she showed me.</span><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div><h1 style="text-align: center; margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; font-family: 'droid sans', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span>"<a href="http://www.nst.com.my/local/general/book-ban-to-guard-moral-values-1.50761#ixzz1nC1OHUEj"><b>Book ban 'to guard moral values</b>'</a></span></h1><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; "> And here's a review of this book;</span><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/0230015492/ref=rdr_ext_tmb">http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/0230015492/ref=rdr_ext_tmb</a> (do click to browse a few pages of this book).</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span>Now, more than anything else, I am curious as to how cartoon form can be the<b style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "> "elements detrimental to the community's moral values and in the interests of the public". </b></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-weight: normal; "><span style="line-height: 18px;"><span><br /></span></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span><span style="line-height: 18px;">Let's read what we have today...</span></span></div><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span style="line-height: 18px;"><div><span><span style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></span></div></span></span><div class="article-header" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 5px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; border-top-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(218, 77, 46); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); position: relative; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><h1 style="margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; letter-spacing: -0.01em; "><span>Book ban 'to guard moral values'</span></h1><div class="article-meta" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-color: initial; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); 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margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 16px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: -0.01em; line-height: 1.5; "><span>Those found in possession or selling the sex education book can be jailed or fined</span></h2><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><b><span>PUTRAJAYA: THE book on the facts of life, Where Did I Come From, was banned as it contained "elements detrimental to the community's moral values and in the interests of the public".</span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><b><span>Home Ministry deputy secretary-general (security) Datuk Abdul Rahim Mohd Radzi said the decision was made after investigations found the book contained such elements.<br /><br />Rahim said those found in possession or were distributing or selling the book could be prosecuted. If found guilty, they risked imprisonment of up to three years or a maximum fine of RM20,000, or both.<br /></span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><b><span>On Tuesday, the Home Ministry ordered a stop to the distribution and sale of the book following complaints by the Umno Youth Community Complaints Bureau.<br /><br />The ministry said the book was likely to have been brought into Malaysia illegally.<br /></span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><b><span>In an immediate response, the bureau's chairman, Datuk Muhd Khairun Aseh, lauded the ban but said ministry officers should be more vigilant in ensuring such books did not reach Malaysian shores again.<br /><br />He also claimed there were many more sex education books for children containing unsuitable materials sold at book stores.</span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><b><span>This, he said, was based on complaints the bureau had received after highlighting the sale of Where Did I Come From on Monday.<br /><br />The bureau, he said, was in the midst of collecting other books, including comics, deemed unsuitable for children.<br /><br />"It puzzles me as to how the book, which is very adult, could get through. I don't think it is amusing that such books are sold in the country.<br /><br />"Maybe there are weaknesses in the system and if there is, it has to be reviewed," he said after handing over a copy of the controversial book to Home Ministry Al-Quran Text and Publishing Control Division secretary Abdul Aziz Md Nor, here, yesterday.<br /><br />Khairun said the bureau had offered to be the ministry's eyes and ears in weeding out such books.<br /><br />Written by Peter Mayle, the 44-page book, published in 1984, describes the reproductive process, from intercourse to birth. It also has illustrations and detailed information on certain sex positions,<br /><br />Mayle is a British author known for his books A Year in Provence and Toujours Provence, as well as other novels such as Hotel Pastis, A Dog's Life and Anything Considered.<br /><br />He has also written a series of sex education books for children and young adults. His works have been translated into 20 languages.<br /><br />A Borders Bookstore spokesman said the books had been taken off its shelves.<br /><br />"It was last year's stock actually and was only made available in selected Borders stores in the country.<br /><br />"We have removed them from all stores following the ministry's order," she said.</span></b></p></div><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-weight: normal; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="line-height: 18px;">___________________________________________________________________________</span><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px; ">My Comment:<br /></span></span><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-weight: normal; "><span style="line-height: 18px;"><span><br /></span></span></div><div style="font-weight: normal; "><span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; "><span>Here is a question that any person with an IQ at least that can match his/her age should be able to answer:</span></span><div><span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><br /></span><div style="line-height: normal; "><p style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><b><span>Question 1: What is the public interest and who decides what they should and should not be interested in? Shouldn't the public decide on what "public interest" should be?</span></b></p><p style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><b><span>Question 2 : Who defines what is detrimental to community's moral values? Is there a guidelines, or protocol set for this and if so, by whom?</span></b></p><p style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><b><span>Question 3: Pertaining to Question 2, in what way do the Home Ministry qualify in setting this guidelines/protocol?</span></b></p><p style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><b><span>Question 4: Why are these auta-rities given the mandate to decide, how the parents chooses to dispense sexual education to their children?</span></b></p><p style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><span>And here is something interesting to ponder whilst one parks one's bottom on the toilet seat in between wondering what to eat for dinner and how come they haven't banned bidets yet since sodomy's such a crime even when consensual.</span></p><p style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><span>It was written in the article that the book "<b>describes the reproductive process, from intercourse to birth. It also has illustrations and detailed information on certain sex positions"</b></span></p><p style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><span>Hmm....I wonder how one can describe the reproductive process without posting pictures of the reproductive organs, which coincidentally comes in a form of a penis for male, and vagina for females. How will children know what their reproductive organs are if you don't show it to them on picture form? Or would the parents prefer to show the kids theirs?</span></p><p style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><span>"Detailed position on certain sex positions". Karma Sutra would probably be THE book with the detailed position on certain sex positions, I doubt Peter Mayle was able to beat that, not in cartoon form anyway, because that is how the illustrations are in his book. So it's either these auta-rities had limited sexual positions which coincides with their limited imagination, or John Gray was right and men, specifically these men, came from Mars and they only make love in <b><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vanilla_sex">missionary position</a></b> (well, they seem to think that they are men with mission).</span></p><p style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><span>It's an EDUCATIONAL BOOK for God's sakes!!! How can you educate your child without risking from blushing without the aid of such educational material!!<br /><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><span><span style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: small; ">George Carlin once said '</span><em style="font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: small; ">There</em><span style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: small; "> are </span><em style="font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: small; ">no bad words</em><span style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: small; ">, </span><em style="font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: small; ">bad thoughts</em><span style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: small; ">, bad intentions. </span><span style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: small; "> The </span><em style="font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: small; ">only</em><span style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: small; "> reason a word is bad, is because we as humans made it bad.</span> </span></p><p style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><span>So, what next? Ban cartoon porn, e-books (you can download this book from internet by the way) ?</span></p><p style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><span>I have had pregnant teenagers who don't even know that they were pregnant and a few who did not even realize that they actually had sex. ( and no, the boyfriend did not have the smallest of penis in such cases)</span></p><p style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><span>We talk about child abandonment but without sex education, I think it is just hypocritical to ban sex education books and claim that we care.</span></p><p style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><span>At the end of the day, it's the parents who will buy these educational book, because, well, it's educational.<span > </span></span><span style="line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span >I don't think a child can afford to snatch this book, go up to the counter and pay for it. Trust me, if they are able to do this, "Playboy Magazine" and the likes would be their first choices</span></span><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; ">.</span><span style="line-height: 1.5; font-size: 100%; ">Would you prefer your child to learn about sex straight from porn sites, or worst, when their boyfriends insists that fondling one's vagina has nothing to do with sex but an act that gives one pleasure like digging any other bodily cavities such as the nose/ears?</span></p><p style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5; "><span>I mean, what are these people worried about? That it's not Religious to educate our children about sex ? I think they underestimated our spirituality since most of us call on God's name even whilst we have sex. I can't vouch for the atheists though...</span></p></div><div style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; "><span class="fullpost"></span><div style="line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span><br /></span></div><div style="line-height: normal; "><span>Here is another interesting question to ponder on. This book is first published in 1973 and have been around for quite some time in our book stores. The question need answering is "why now"? As in anything ridiculous that becomes an issue in Malaysia, normally it will have to do with politics. Who complained? Pemuda UMNO. Walla!</span></div><div style="line-height: normal; "><span><br /></span></div><div style="line-height: normal; "><span>Politicians pfffhh!! M<span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 100%; line-height: 24px; ">aybe they call for a ban of this book because they don't agree to "Where the rest of us come from". ....we all came from our mothers' wombs...politicians in general, I suspect comes from the neighbouring hole... something Anwar and Saifool would be an expert of.</span></span></div></div></div></div></div>PahNurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072004398505143732noreply@blogger.com0