to those who actually read my blogs…i am moving on, yeap moving on to blogspot…the add is
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go ahead…move there and read it…i think i’ll be writing a lot of junk now that i’m soo free =)
It’s 5.58 a.m…figured out that just before i call it a day (in my terms as my day officially begins at 12 p.m) i thought i’d just go throught the headlines of the past few days on the Star website and amidsts the Malay Rulers threatening the rakyat to ‘honour’ the social contract and finding out that HIndraf is now illegal (you must forgive me for my lateness, i have a stupid exam on monday see) i find that the Education Ministry is in the works of bringing the History subject to primary schools.
Don’t get me wrong. I loved history in school, in fact i still like history a lot. i read historical mismash and nonsense just for the heck of it and thanks to Diana I now also have the keen interest in British history although nowhere as near as her fascination for it.
Learning History in Malacca was in a way even more fun, especially if your school sat on what used to be the great a famosa fort and faced the Sultanate Palace wherein your teacher could just ask you to lookout of the window to see the historical sights where these great events took place.
Malaysia, being a very young civilisation does have a lot to be proud of, especially becoming the nation we are today, which we could not have become due to the forsight of our forefathers who knew what was needed to be done when it was done. Learning about things like this had made me a person who was happy to be a Malaysian and to be born on the Malaysian soil as apposed to being born into the wartorn land of Jafna or even some remote part of South India( depending to whom i am born to seeing as my parents would have never had met in the first place).
That was all when we were young and was made to belive that everything that was in our books were the gospel truth and cannot be challanged. It was in the Buku Teks…so it must be true.
Then as we got older and started learning about things like Malayan Union, where people who were non indegeneous were called ‘pendatang’ and was asked to return to the countries from which they came from, people who were born and bred on this soil was still branded a ‘pendatang’ when he belonged to the country as much as the next indegeneous person…that made me sad…i questioned the validity of this…and was told to accept it as a mechanism in which was needed in order to achive the independence we have today…the freedom we all should be glad to have…a freedom that could have only have been achieved through this great sacrifice.
i dleved further into history, the people that were regarded as hero, from dato Maharajalela to Rentap, our country’s celebrated hero’s were celebrated not because they fought some worthy cause against the colonialists…but rather they were DEFENDING THEIR RIGHTS TO GO AROUND CHOPPING OFF PEOPLE’S HEADS AND THEIR ‘GOD GIVEN’ RIGHT TO HAVE SLAVES!!!
Honestly, is this something to be proud of? They say that it is the begginings of rebbelion should be seen as the ‘pemangkin’ for the other nationallists to stand up to the colonialist…really? I somehow beg to disagree.
I suppose I am backtrackking here and running away from the point at hand, which is teaching history to primary school students…the reason for it according to the Education Minister;
“Through History, the pupils will be exposed to the hardships faced in the past and be thankful with what they have now,”
So I wonder, whose story are these children going to be taught?The current history that we have been taught? why is the current generation of adults in their 20s and 30s not thankful enough for what they have? Apparently not…the education of the country has made a fundamental mistake, they failed to wash our brains before we were old enough to think for ourselves and realise that everything we have been taught about concerning the ‘Sejarah Malaysia’ was just one big government propaganda wherein we will be fearful of incidents like May 13th and ‘behave’…further their failure to include what should be landmarks in our history as the judicial crisis in 1988 is further proof of the Government’s plan to show to us that “hey look everything is bright and sunny in Malaysia…” no news of the formation of UMNO Baru, Tungku and Dato Jaafar Onn, the founding father of UMNO was ridiculed when he made mention of making UMNO a party for malaysians and not malays…mistakes made to look as though they were decisions that had to be made in order to maintain the country’s peace and prosperity…
I wonder, is this done for our good, or in favour of the rulling coalition…I can only hope that with the inclusion of historyfor kids in primary school, they have at least more world history instead of the boring crap they make us learn year in and out from the time we touch that F1 text book to the day of our SPM examination…because honestly, most of us could stand to learn about things outside this little ‘tempurung’ we call Malaysia.
it feels like almost a decade ago i last wrote something here…probably because i didn’t have the time, maybe because there were other more important things in life to deal with, or what i was going through was just way too personal to put down in cyberspace for the world to read (and boy do i mean the world, i had no idea that my blog was being read by people wherein there were consequences that actually stemmed out from my writing) but nevertheless here i am today…putting this into writing simply because i cannot decide what it is i feel…is it good? is it bad? am i finally over that phase that i seemed to be in forever, and if so, why so i feel slightly melancholic when is should be screaming my lungs out with joy that its finally over and i can welcome a new era so to speak with open arms?
weird weird weird…total weirdness that is all i can say about my little situation which kinda makes me a weirdo…but to be honest…i am just like an average person reacting to the world and the situations around me…reacting…rather blindly and very very very slowly..and somewhat stupidly…its that process that they call growing i suppose…growing up…moving ahead…new phase in life…getting a job…no more studying (at least no more full time studying)…fending myself and no more running to amma and appa or akka when the funds run low…
but that isn’t it though…that isn’t the scary part…u see for most part of a very long time i have been in a very comfortable albeit stupid position…a place i knew i should not have been for a very long time…but a place i knew that i didn’t want to stay in forever… it seemed to just be heading in that direction though…until one day, the mind won the battle over the heart and i finally decided to move out of my comfort zone…the decision was relatively painful but i finally got myself to become stronger and accept it…which i did…in fact i think i even came to terms with it…thing is…why now, instead of being happy that i have become that person that i have wanted to i sit here wondering…why the waive of melancholy?
has the happiness i felt yesterday just a fersad to hide my true emotions? or am i just a sadist that is constantly trying to hide my real feelings with that big smile and that infectious laughter of mine (so I’ve been told)
whatever it is, i am really hoping the feeling will end soon as i need to get over this mess and i think that i can finally do this my way…the way i want to…
So another year has arrived and another birthday has come and gone…and no no…there arent gonna be much reflections this time around from the one-who-has-7-more-years-before-she-is-over-the-hill (this of course came from my dear dear uncle who is at the foot of the other side of the hill himself but refuses to accept it)…but aside from the knowledge that many people actually recalled my birthday this year and also the fact that many people i hardly know have my number…this year has passed rather quietly…aside from the kareoke that we went for the night before where i lost my voice…the food was pretty good though…there was even a pretty good spread for vegetarian ppl and im sorry gals i didnt take photos but i’m not in that mode anymore…u know the going around and taking pictures of random things…but it was really good…i thought of you sho…when you come down next we go there k…it’s in times square =)
Aside from that, the selection of music was hilarious…we did the whole backstreet boys thing…and not to mention spice girls oldies…akka and i had a brilliant time singing ‘The Lady is a Vamp’…seriously i always thought that the song was just an amalgamation of some rhymmy words but apparently not…it’s pretty cool actually =)
The reason for the kareoke-ing as opposed to a night out was simply because i was packed back to back with classes the whole weekend and to have a night out would mean not understanding a single word Mr Raja was saying the next day…
anyways, besides Kareoke, there wasnt much….just came home from the dreaded 9-5 class that day and hung around at home until darshi, chinama and chitapapa came along and we had some pizza, talked about the family and watched old episodes of friends…
To all of u all thanks for the birthday wishes…ashie, i loved the post…what kind of a person are you? you make me cry every year with those things and this year especially so with u going to perth and all…yea u are right, we have that special bond that is different from the rest of them and YES you are as much as a sister to me as roshini and darshini is too (yes Darshana, you are included in this equation too though we share a totally different kind of relationship)…
Julie and akka…Kareoke was wicked..thanks for letting me sing all my soppy boy band songs although i know u 2 wanted to be all olldy mouldy and sing your Abba and Sade nonsense=)…too bad there werent many indon songs from the selection though…and the cake was kinda like a suprise though it didnt come on time…i wondered where Julie went for so long to get so little food when she got back =) hahahaha…
Di, sorry we couldn’t meet up on Sunday…but we’ll do it soon yea, maybe next week or what, in our usual place (that being Starbucks KL Central…i like that place wei)…and you can bring Siva too if u want…i miss that boy so so so so so so much.
My cousins, if you do read this, to those who remembered, i love u all…to those who didn’t…well…don’t expect me to remember yours either…hahahahaha
And most of all..to SHO, you made my BIRTHDAY…you seriously did…when i saw the witheld sign on my phone…i was really hoping it was you…and it was =) i was so happy =) so nice to hear your voice after all this time…although it was only 3 minutes, that 3 minutes sure as hell made my day =)…thanks woman, i love you so so so so much =)
annnnddddd to everyone else….thanks for everything…it was a quiet but nice birthday…it wasn’t as suckky as i thought it would be…love you all =)
PS: ashie i did take the pic of the cupcakes…but i took it with my phone la so i suppose you wont be able to see the colours nicely…it was damn tasty…and quiet pretty also lah…better then the ones u bought that day for ure farewell thinggy esp in terms of taste and size =)…i’ll just put the picture here
i just had this most traumatic dream….i’m really disturbied about it…feel as though i might cry…it’s that disturbing…i dreamt my parents were going to die…again…what’s creepier is that they were going to be executed by the government of the day…
we were living in today’s regime where instead of being held under legislation like the ISA where one says slanderous/malicious things against the country where can be regarded as treason…peple were being killed for saying minute things…and by the colour of their skin…funny thing is i really dont know why my parents were targetted…somehow i think it was because we had two other dogs other then neffy and Thambhy…and they were wolflike…and they were there simply because of me…because i wanted to have them and my parents succumbed to my demands…
funny thing about htis execution is that they tell you that you’re gonna be killed and they come to your house on that very day…either to take you away or to just do it there in front of your love ones…so the day actually went on as normal….appa actually picked us up from school and we were heading back home in the wira and i was still in denial…
Until we reached back on the street and i saw aunty ann and uncle jack’s home all trashed up with that old car they used to own trashed up against the gates of the house…at home patti was actually there…watching telly, sitting where she used to position her chair as she always did, roshini walking around in her shorts and t-shirt like nothing had happened…and darshini was eerily calm…they had all seemed to accept it..everyone but me…amma was telling akka what she had to do when we moved to patti’s house…how to take care of the 2 of us and she was just listening without batting a tear…darshini was up on the computer…tapping away as usual…and appa…he was just being quiet about it…seemed like i was the only one who was taking the situation seriously…
Kept asking my mum what was it she said? or was it because she was indian? or was it because she of the dogs? what was wrong with our government? where were our sense of justice and freedom? we WERE DEFINATELY MOVING TO ANOTHER COUNTRY after that…and all i can remember from the dream was that i was crying and crying and crying…and there was no one tot ell me it was ok…there was so much anger and pain…before i realised it was just a dream and that i could make it stop…
and so i did…because that is a dream i did not want to stay long enough to findout what the meaning was…my tears are still fresh…in fact i was having a sob fest until darshi called me with a real life problem…truth be told that was a scary dream….not because it was it was literally scary…but rather the truth of it…it is i’m afraid the impending future…not not as dramatic as watching your parents die before your very own eyes and having a family so calmly taking it like it was an everyday occurence…rather it is the fact that someday my parents will leave this world and will i actually be able to take it when it happens? will one ever be ready for such an impending future?
the other reality is what the future actually holds for this country…ok maybe not in terms of people being killed for having dogs/saying stupid things/(latest theory, roshini thinks it was because she was trying to push her usana around)…but in terms of our laws and by laws…in termsof how our judiciary is being bought over by business men and the appointment of key judges are being planned…in terms of the way the minorities are being treated which is becoming more and more obvious and also in terms of how the future leaders of our country make statements that can only mean such an impending doom on us all.
anyways i looked up what swami says on dream because my sister told me to saying that it tells you what dreams really mean…and i liked this quote of Swami’s the most…actually i have a few:
Anyhows…when i started out on this post i was really agitated and disturbed…but thanks to putting this into words, my sister, the compendium and of course Him…i’ve calmed down significantly…i think it’s probably because i slept with so much of negativity in me yesterday that i fell asleep thinking bad thought…i know who to thank for that and i think the person who planted those bad thougths should have an idea as to whom he is also…thanks man…you did make me cry…you can be proud of yourself now =)
Ivy: Look there goes the pregnant chain smoker and her best friend…that boy walks as though he HAS A MANGO IN BETWEEN HIS LEGS
The reaction that that comment got was astounding…do not get me wrong…i’m not a pervert and imagining what lurks in those nooks and crannies but i could not help but imagine…what if there really was a mango in between his legs? like literally??? that would have been more of a bane then a blessing wouldn’t it? both for the poor guy as well as the woman/man who is lucky enough to have him =)
That aside…17 days into the new year and i am already not liking it very much…i forsee drama…i forsee a lot of studying…heartache…pain…suffering and just pure shit…that aside…i also forsee a lot of fun…new friends…growth…maturing (if such a word could be used in this context), and love…whatever said and done, it’ll definately be one which if not for anything else will be an enriching experience (i like that phrase haha)…
Here’s to another year!
I’ve been wanting to blog about his whole Hindraf issue for the longest time but just never got down to doing it for fear that i would not be able to put my thoughts into words without it being misinterpreted or twisted in a manner that would ultimately not reflect how i feel about this whole drama. Thankfully however, there is no need for me to think this through as Uncle Jega has done it for me…well not only me, but many people who I believe feel the same way and want in no way to be connected to these people who use this beautiful religion of ours in pursuit of breaking our nation apart…
I’m not going to say much, all i am going to do is copy this e-mail i received as it shows my true sentiments, feelings as well as thoughts on this matter…
MESSAGE FROM A MALAYSIAN HINDU, TO ALL MY
RELIGIOUS BRETHEREN AND TO ALL OUR MALAYSIAN LEADERS, TO THE MEDIA AND TO ALL
WHO CARE FOR PEACE, HARMONY AND JUSTICE WITHIN THE FRAMEWORK OF THE RULE OF LAW
This announcement
represents the voice of A Malaysian Hindu who has been active in promoting the
True Values and Teachings of Hinduism and its practices in Malaysia, over the
years.
I am sure in writing
these words I represent the views of the Majority of Malaysian Hindus, who
value the Peace, Harmony and Religious Harmony that this nation enjoys.
In this context
allow me to express serious concern that during the recent past, some Malaysians
have used the name of the Religion in activities that are an antithesis to the
very core of Hindu belief.
I am not aware as to
how active these Brothers have been in promoting the true cause and values of
Hinduism during their lives and if they have than I am sure the Hindu Sangam
and other Hindu Organizations who have been for years in the forefront of
promoting the ancient teachings of Hinduism will know and give them due respect
for their past participation.
This is the past and
credit must be given where it is due.
But now we look at
the present and the future.
INTER FAITH UNITY
The vast majority of
Hindus in Malaysia are fully appreciative that this nation is among the most liberal of Muslim nations and where
responsible Muslim leaders have encouraged Inter Faith harmony and the free
practice of one’s own religion.
The fact that that
these leaders (Muslim and Non Muslim) insist that all people of all religions
practice their faith within the boundaries of the laws of this nation is a
sound and unimpeachable principle, for to allow any other practice would be to
court anarchy which will destroy the fabric of Racial and Religious harmony and
unity that this nation has enjoyed for years.
SHORTCOMINGS IN OUR SOCIETY
Recently certain
individuals have spoken up against some of the perceived shortcomings in our
society, including issues relating to lack of opportunities given to Indians in
Job and Wealth creation, Businesses, Education, Government positions etc.
These are most
certainly issues that should concern every thinking individual, of all races
and religions, who understand that DHARMA or RIGHT CODUCT/ RIGHTOUSNESS is an
integral part of individual, family, community and national psyche.
What the Majority of
Hindus object to, is the fact that these Malaysians have used the HINDU
RELIGION as a vehicle to voice these concerns.
By doing this and by
taking to the streets in a manner that has caused confrontation and breaching
the laws of this nation, they have done great harm to the cause of Hinduism
which promotes TRUTH, LOVE, AND MOST OF ALL AHIMSA (Non Violation)
.
HINDU & AHIMSA
The very name Hindu
responds to this principle of AHIMSA (HIN – represents the principle of HIMSA
or Violation and DU represents the principle of “far away from”)…thus a True
Hindu is one who stand far away from VIOLATION and attempts in his/her life to
live in harmony with the Laws of God & Nature, the Laws of the Land and the
Laws and modes of Proper or Dharmic Conduct of life.
I am sure the vast majority Hindu
Organizations and the majority of Hindus do not disagree with a view
that says that social issues of poverty and discrimination at whatever levels,
among people of all races and religions, in Malaysia or anywhere in the world
(be it in USA, Australia, Middle East or India) should be raised.
But these should be
raised in a proper way, through proper channels.
But to use the sacred
name of the Hindu Religion which stands on the Principle of Respect and Reverence
for all Religions, (Ekam Sat, Vipra Bahadu Vedanti- TRUTH OR GOD IS ONE BUT
WISE MEN CALL IT BY MANY NAMES) and to use this Religion to cause what could
become a serious social unrest in one of the most peaceful countries in this
Region, is something that I am sure the majority of Hindus would object to.
TEMPLE ISSUES & THE HINDU AUTHORITIES
The group that
caused the recent Street Demonstrations has also taken up the cause of the
demolition of certain Hindu temples. This issue of Temple Demolitions, has been
and I am sure will continue to be taken up by the Hindu Sangam and other Hindu
Leaders, through proper legal and government channels and will be
addressed within the boundaries of
Human decency and the law of the land.
The STAR paper of
7th Dec carried a statement on this very issue by the President of Hindu
Sangam.
But how many are
aware that the Hindu Sangam, after the sad incidents in Kampong Medan, had a
meeting in KL attended by more than 500 Hindus (professionals, business people
etc.) and pro actively launched a programme called ACTION TO MOBILZE ALL
HINDUS/ HUMANITY (ATMAH) .
This ATMAH programme
was designed to offer help and service to all the people in need in that area.
It was not a “Hindu helping Hindu programme”, but Hindus helping all in need.
Medical Camps, Education Programmes, Cleaning of the area etc were some of the
programmes.
This ATMAH programme
has been repeated in other areas in Malaysia.
But most important
of all, this ATMAH initiative has inspired Hindus in Australia and Los Angeles
USA who have organized Inter Faith Unity events, Medical Camps and other
service activities, to LOVE AND SERVE ALL.
This is the positive
impact of Hindu Dharma and this is what the nation and GOD expects of all
Hindus.
The Malaysian Hindu
Sangam should be congratulated for these quite initiatives that have inspired
Love and Unity.
ACTIONS THAT CAUSE DISTRESS
The Hindu Community
does recognize that there are certain minority of irresponsible leaders and
civil servants who have undertaken certain actions that bring great distress to
some people. However these are few in
number and most certainly their actions do not reflect the views of the
majority of Malaysian Political Leadership and Civil Service and even Religious
Leadership.
To say that the
Muslim leaders of this nation are practicing Ethnic Cleansing and to make this
an international issue, is not only to foster a falsehood that belies the
reality within this nation, but could do great harm to this nation, its people,
its leaders and to the Hindu Religion.
HINDUISM IN MALAYSIA
Let us look at the
situation in Malaysia :
· In which
country in the world do we see so many Hindu places of worship within the urban
and sub urban environments and where the population of Hindus is less than 10%
of the total population?
· Which minority Religious
Group in Malaysia or elsewhere, is allowed Religious Processions through the
streets with so much “Traditional Music and Sounds”, causing massive traffic
jams and which often end up with the streets cluttered with broken coconuts,
flowers and where the majority of police
members helping and providing security for the devotees are Muslims?
· For which other
religious festival is the Red Crescent or Hospital personnel present in large
numbers at the invitation of the participating devotees who wish to offer a
“donation of liquid love”(blood donation), as an offering to God to help the
needy? And in these “often noisy” and crowded events of faith, in which countries do we see so many Muslim
doctors and nurses of the majority Faith, participating and helping with these
“offerings of love?” to fulfill the spiritual yearnings of the minority?
Is it a restrictive and negative government that allows Hindu Temples
to have regular religious ceremonies with the ringing of temple bells and
Traditional instruments, which in many other less sympathetic nations would be
considered a public nuisance?
This especially in a nation where the majority population are non
Hindus but is accepted as part of the beautiful multi cultural and multi
religious fabric of the nation!
How many Hindus (let
alone non Hindus) are aware that in the very bastion of Democracy which
launched the French Revolution of EQUALITY, FRATERNITY etc. Hindus are not
allowed to have Temples that show in the outward structure that they are
Temples?
In this Christian Nation it has been conveyed
to us that Hindus are allowed to have “indoor type” temples, but no outward
sign of a traditional temple must be seen. (I would be happy if someone checks
this out and proves me wrong, but this is what I witnessed and was told when I
visited some Hindu Temples in the beautiful Capital City.)
What is the situation in Malaysia, where Islam is an official religion?
LEGITIMATE RELIGIOUS ACTIVITIES
The government of
Malaysia has always supported legitimate religious activity.
When there is fear
that any religious group could cause disruption of the traditional harmony of
this nation within a community or between communities, the authorities have
taken pre emptive action or action
after the event against those who
threaten the fabric of harmony.
This is done irrespective of whether they are
Malays or Muslims, Hindus or Indians, Buddhists or Chinese.
We cannot be unfair
to the leaders of this nation who have fostered Racial and Religious harmony to
an extent that many nations see Malaysia as a role model of harmony and worthy
of emulation.
This does not mean that inequities do not
exist!
This does not mean
that there do not exist a minority of irresponsible
political leaders (on all sides of the political spectrum), and equally a
minority of irresponsible and unthinking Civil Servants who, wittingly or
unwittingly, have by word and deed caused pain to some parts of the Malaysian
Community, Malays, Indians or Chinese.
But these issues
must be dealt with within the boundaries of law and by the normal methods that
make a Democratic Nation what it is!
But most of all NO ONE HAS THE RIGHT TO USE THE NAME OF THE HINDU RELIGION TO FERMENT
DISCONTENT WITHIN THIS NATION OR ANY NATION and to use the name of the
Religion to take up issues that cause disruption and hostility within this
nation.
HINDUISM STANDS FOR
HARMONY, FOR PEACE, FOR UNIVERSAL LOVE, FOR NON VIOLATION OF THE LAWS OF GOD,
NATURE AND MAN.
If there is injustice, it MUST be addressed,
but in a Dharmic (Righteous) way and following a due process that CREATES MORE
LIGHT THAN HEAT.
IT MUST ADDRESS THE
ISSUE OF JUSTICE FOR ALL, HINDUS AND NON HINDUS…FOR GOD IS ONE AND TO IGNORE THE CRIES OF ONE GROUP TO
PROMOTE ANOTHER, OR TO PROMOTE ONE GROUP TO THE DETRIMENT OF ANOTHER (all are children
or creatures of God) IS TO DEFILE THE
ONE GOD THAT ALL PEOPLE WORSHIP (THE CREATOR AND SUSTAINER OF THIS UNIVERSE).
This message I send to every leader of every
religion and of whatever political persuasion.
A MASSIVE HINDU PRAYER
I would like to
urge, nay to pray to The Hindu Sangam and other Hindu Organizations to, as soon
as humanly possible, organize a major prayer ceremony, a Yanga (a ritual Fire
Sacrifice) of the likes never seen before in this nation, to:
· Invoke Divine
Blessings on the leaders and people of this nation,
·
· Plead for divine mercy for those who have
used the name of God unwittingly for personal gain or any other motive other
than the most noblest in service of man,
· Pray that those who are now facing criminal
and other charges in court due to their mistaken belief of the role of the
Religion to be shown mercy and to be spared and that no harm should come to
them and their families,
· Plead for
divine intervention so that the hearts and minds of all people who hold
political or government power be made more caring for the plight of the
minority and even for those within the majority who face inequities and
hardship, be it economic or social, so that never in future will people have to
resort to such measures that caused the reason disruption and pain to many,
· Pray that never
again will any group, from any race or religion, wittingly or unwittingly do
any act that could by accident or design cause even a tiny tear in the fabric
of Unity, Caring & Sharing that has characterized the behaviour and conduct
of the vast majority of citizens of this beautiful nation of ours.
· Pray that the
people of this nation will understand that the greatness of any Race, of any
Culture, of any Religion is measured by how they care for the weakest and
smallest among them. And for all to understand that even among the majority
races and religions of this nation there are those who are deprived and in
great hardship and that God’s grace be equal to all.
· Plead to
Divinity that this nation, through the legitimate democratic process, be gifted
with leaders who understand and care for all people, whatever their race and
religion.
· Plead that
though we know that leaders who have betrayed a sacred trust and failed to fulfill their duties as being
responsible for all Malaysians, will face God’s wrath and punishment (within this life or hereafter)
that, if they have done this without deliberate malice that they too be shown
mercy.
Let this prayer, this YAGNA, this FIRE Sacrifice, be a PEOPLE’S YAGNA
and let all Hindus who care for this nation and the PRAYER ISSUES as above,
come forth and offer oblations into the Sacred Fire, so that negativity can be
destroyed and that from this Fire the LIGHT OF LOVE, CARING AND UNDERSTANDING will
once more fill the hearts and minds of all,
THIS MESSAGE IS SENT
ON BEHALF OF ALL HNDUS WHO TREASURE -AS A PRECIOUS, DIVINE JEWEL - THE PEACE
AND HARMONY THAT THIS NATION HAS ENJOYED.
WE ALSO PRAY THAT
OUR MUSLIM, CHRISTIAN, BUDDHIST, SIKH BROTHERS & SISTERS AND THOSE OF OTHER
RELIGIONS WILL NOW KNOW THE TRUE FEELINGS AND TEACHINGS OF THE HINDU RELIGION.
Let me end with an
invocation that is meant to end every Hindu Prayer at Home or in Temples.
LOKA SAMASTHA
SUKHINO BHAVANTHU
MAY ALL PEOPLE EVERYWHERE BE
HAPPY!
J JAGADEESAN
(Dato J Jegathesan)
Starry Starry night,
Paint your pallette blue and grey,
Look out on a summers day,
with eyes that know the darkness of my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills, the colours on the snowy linen line
(Chorus)
Now I understand, what you tried to say to me,
and how you suffered for your sanity
and how you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how,
perhaps they’ll listen now.
Starry Starry night
flaming flowers that brightly blaze
swirling clouds in violet haze
reflect in Vincents eyes of china blue
Colours changing hue
morning fields of amber grain
weathered faces, lined in pain,
are soothed beneath the artists loving hand
(chorus)
for they could not love you
but still your love was true
and when no hope was left in sight on that starry starry night,
you took your life as lovers often do
but I could have told you vincent, this world was never meant for one as
beautiful as you
Starry Starry night
portraits hang in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
with eyes that watch the world and can’t forget
like the strangers that you’ve met
The ragged men, in ragged clothes
the silver thorn of a bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think i know,
what you tried to say to me
and how you suffered for your sanity
and how you tried to set them free
They did not listen they’re not listening still.
Perhaps they never will…..
I’m not the one for poems and rhyming things together-gether and don’t ask me why but today as i was listening t this song, it kinda spoke to me…the song is so sad…it seems to me like a song that should be dedicated to an anne frank or someone of those likes…someone who has been hurt time and time again but never gives up on the fact that love conquers all…a song dedicated to an embodiment of love…and you know what, the world should be made for people like this…the lyrics should be proven wrong…we should all live in Andalaicia (its the magical kingdom from Enchanted),,,not New York City…if only…
Anyways this is just a post from a person very dissapointed with the situation in her country where common decency is forgotten and we are expected to respect and adhere to people who go against the very principles that put them there in the first place…seriously…whatever happened to living in a democracy and being ‘Malaysia, truly Asia’…i’m thinking maybe not eh…we clearly cant be that…we will always be what we are…what our leaders want us to be and live in that truly asian delusion….
the next big thing in my family happened yesterday…Mr and Mrs Visvananthan’s second daughter officially received her L.L.B degree from the esteemed former chief justice of Malaysia Tun Hamid Omar (no biggie and i will tell you why later)…she was stunningly dressed (well at least I’d like to believe so) in a green Saree which had white and green stones sewed unto it.
The day started off in the morning with rehearsals in the KL Convention Center. I took a train there as it was the most obvious thing to do as apposed to braving the morning rush over jam driving into the heart OK KL…taking the train was a good idea as i found several ATCans lurking in the corners of the LRT station…OK la they were not lurking…they were grouping up so that they could go together…seeing as i was unsure as to what was happening the whole time, that was a good advantage for me…so i manage to catch up with several of my old classmates like shivani and audrey and their ‘gang’
on arrival at the hall, which was grand and very beautiful i might add…sho, di, prom and raina, this description i hope will be enough to make it as though you gals were actually there…the hall, actually auditorium was beautiful…the college had outdone itself i think,,,but then again seeing the amount we were paying they better had…we were asked to be there at 9 for a rehearsal which consisted of Ms Munita shouting out instructions, Wai Nyan trying to say our names right and making sure he didn’t get anything wrong and oh yea, us watching Mr Lazarus performing the ‘catwalk’…in his typical ‘i’m-a-macha-so-dont-you-date-mess-with-me-way’…what was great was catching up with all our classmates…the glamorous Pamela and Stella, the oh-so-hot leezhen (yes raina he is still the grundnorm without a doubt), Stevie, Sarah and a host of others…and yes sho, i did get the hug you sent to me via deepa and i sent a few for you as well…so make sure you get it ok =)
i ran off with deepa and sarah half way through the rehearsals as well…there was so much to do (imagine me speaking in a total bimbotic voice)…i had my eyebrows and hair and that was just off the top of my head…can u imagine the whole lot of other things I had to do???
ha ha…well not that much la because by the time i got my eyebrows and hair done i was already an hour late for the function…thank god darshini is the beauty extrodinaire…so i allowed my little sister to make me up and boy did she have a good time…thankfully she was not vengeful and did a good job…i looked exactly the way i wanted to…it was minimal…my mum however decided it was time to torture me and made me tie my inner skirt so tight that i still have a bruise thanks to the skirt…and oh yea i forgot the funniest thing…my dad forgot to take his clothes that he was supposed to wear for the ceremony from Malacca! so on top of figuring how to make myself hot for the convo, i had to figure out how to make dad look presentable as well…thank god my sister took care of that so when they were done, appa looked like he should have been up there receiving the scroll instead of me =)
back to the ceremony…we had a portrait of each of us grads taken…hopefully it looks good, and oh yea…everyone was nice, even the bitchy ones…well almost all the bitchy ones…some bitches will always remain bitches ha ha…
ceremony was really grand…it was officiated with the police bagpipers (that’s what i m calling them OK) which according to darshini sounded like cat’s vomiting and then was declared open by tun hamid omar. the best part of the ceremony i thought, besides receiving the scroll was wayne morrison… he gave his speech typically his way with his mr sloppy joe pant falling off way with his stupid jokes and a mention of his birthday so as well as the university’s birthday..but what was really funny about him was that every time each of us got our scroll, he stood at the side of hamid omar and told each and every one of us…’good girl/boy! congratulations!’…it was so cute and nice, considering that he did not have to do that.
anyways Johnson was the start of the show as he received numerous awards…but i suppose he deserved to be seeing as he is after all the third best student in the world’ =)…i was sitting in front of Dom during the whole ceremony therefore i was throughly entertained bugging him and asking him if i could attend one of his EU classes one day promising that I’ll be good…
We then proceeded to the dinner hall where we were then complied to take advertisement shots for ATC…you guys will soon see me on some newspaper pretending to throw my mortar board to the sky (i didn’t do it for real coz i didn’t wanna bother looking for one later to return) which were then proceeded by dinner and entertainment…
That was the whole process of the ceremony..but more importantly, it was a beautiful ceremony…but it was for me however very meaningless and boring! for one, none of my closest friends were there…yes you guys, when your names were mentioned as the graduates, i got a tee bit emotional as it would have meant so much more if you gals were there…
The second thing i suppose was i did not particularly fancy getting my degree from the man who helped taint our judiciary forever…that was like a slap in the face…and to top it all off, guess who was the VVIP? no one other then our country’s IGP! Dato Musa bin Hassan, the man who makes pretty ridiculous statements on air and cannot control the discipline of the country…according to Dom, it was to make sure that he was not anti a certain race or something like that (this was a joke of course).
anyways other then that, it was good meeting up with everyone especially our lecturer’s…did u all know that Mr Patrick is now the principal of the Penang campus? Cool isn’t it? i think he would make a good one.
anyways, i suppose the photos will determine if it was worth it…till then it was just an experience which i think i will be able to forget…till later then
Dear darshini,
there was this one time when i was in form 5, you were 9 i think.I was studying for exams which were around the corner…naturally tensed, and as the television as well as the vcd player was proving to be too much of a temptaation for me downstairs, i decided to go up to my room to continue studying, thinking that at least the air-cond as well as the change of environment would be a better place to study…so up i went…
To my great annoyance, i found you, my younger sister asleep in my room…’what the hell’ i thought, ‘why on earth is she in my room, why is she not sleeping in her own room that she claimed for herself in the first place’
at first i decided not to bother you, i mean you weren’t complaining about the light and you was sleeping at the other end of the bed, so i could spread my stuff out on my side therefore, technically, you was not being a bother. But the mater wasnt left there…you see i am going to let out a family secret which might get me killed the next time I go home to Melaka, my beautiful georgeous sister has a signus problem…a signus problem which results in her well ‘breathing heavily’ at night…this ‘heavy breathing’ can sometimes even wake you up from deep sleep…honestly…i’m dead serious=)
Anyways, at that paticular day, there was nothing else i could pintpoint to show my annoyance towards you except for the fact of your mere existance in my room and also that your snoring was really bothering me, i decided to kick you out…it was one of our normal fights which resulted in you waking up and telling me to ‘go away akka, i hate you!’ and me screaming right back that ‘this is MY room! You go away’
This resulted in amma waking up from sleep, and naturally taking the brat’s side…but I did get my way though…Darshini went back to sleep in her room…but you went back crying, and i got a good telling off from amma for being such a meannie and waking the poor child up and all…
For 2 minutes i was satisfied…the brat was gone, sure there was a bit of drama involved,but who cared, tht little snoring brat was out of my room and my room was for once my room, no akka, no darshini, just me….for once, with something all to myself…and then it hit me…
i dont know how, but i suddenly felt these huge waves of emotion for my younger sister, yes the very one i had chased away from my room…i just started weeping and weeping…
i had made you. my poor sister cry for no apparent reason, for something you had no control over…and you actually begged me to let you sleep in the room…but i didnt care…at that time, all i cared about was how angry i felt about you being in the room and I didnt care if i was right or wrong and all i wanted to do was throw my frustrations at someone and as you was there you got the brunt of it…
i went back to your room, and i found u crying yoursef to sleep and asked if you wanted to come back to my room and that it was ok…and that you could sleep there, i wouldnt disturb you…needless to say to told me to go away akka, i hate you!, and in the morning when we were getting ready to go to school, she ignored me the whole morning…we always fought…it was normal, but this time, i knew that it was me and i felt like i had hurt not only darshini but more importantly myself down.
It’s probably something that you yourself have forgotten, but it is something i will never forget. It was something that taught me of how anger can effect a person…of how if uncotrolled,itcan lead to such terrible repercussion…it taught me to think before i react…especially if the reaction was a result of something that had angered me greatly, and especially how anger can hurt a loved one.
why am i writing this? well it’s actually because of something i experienced while i was at work. Those who know the story will know to which incident i am reffering to…but it doesnt matter. That incident just made me think of this one and how i never got down to apologising to you about this and how i had always meant to do it but never got down to doing it, or how it affected me, this lesson in life….so BRAT, if you do get down to reading this, I AM SORRY…sorry for throwing the spray tin can on your head (tht was not on purpose k), sorry for hitting,shouting and bullying you so badly that you take it out on little kids that come to amma for tutiion these days :p, and sorry for all those fights and dissapointments that resulted from all my actions and inactions…especially for this very incident…i really really felt so bad that night i actually cried myself to sleep also…so stupid actually when you come to think baout it haha…i really love you you know, despite of all the mean and nasty things i do and say to you…you were god’sgift to us when we were extremely bored during the hollidays :)…you still are.
I LOVE YOU LIL BRAT…:)
