Let's FIGHT!

So now the latest hustle and bustle in Racial Town, Malaysia is that whether vernacular schools should exist or not. May I part my point of view on this issue?

Firstly, after 51 years of independence I sincerely do not think anymore vernacular schools should exist. If anything at all, maybe one or two vernacular schools of all races should exist. The end. Period. I don’t understand why are the Chinese still fighting so much on this issue. On one side they want a Bangsa Malaysia but on the other they are fighting for their cultural and history rights. Listen here, if the one’s in America, Australia and UK can move on and associate themselves to the locals there why then are the Chinese and Indians in Malaysia are so stubborn to do it. Why? Their ancestors moved from their origins to Malaysia for a brighter future and I would claim as much that yes they have had a brighter future and will continue to do so. But lets stop looking for a one mighty race supremacy. Lets move on from that and make it all equals.

Now I know the Malays haven’t done much to prove their letting go so why should the others. I would agree as much. Therefore, the Malays too have to let go off things and move on. Why are we still on the issue of NEP’s continuance? I was never the child of this benefit , neither was my parents. Most who benefit all this were from Johor, Pahang and other agriculture states and mind you that these states are not as strong as those where NEP is not in function. So its really sad to see that it did nothing for the people. As far as I knew by constitution, the black and white of the NEP was for all people, of all colours and religions. But it has evolved so much that it has now become only for the Malays and even so it did not bring anyone much far. Of a 100%, probably only 20% attained any success from it. So why then has this NEP thing being prolonged for so long. Behind the curtain, I really have no idea who is minting all the money but certainly someone is. Or a few. Coming from the new generation of citizens of this country, more and more are wanting to let go of the NEP. Most of the educated one’s one equal rights and freedom of speech. I don’t see the reason why the government should deprive other races from obtaining whatever they deemed fit to obtain. Wasn’t it because of a joined effort that’s how we obtained our Independence in the first place? Rather then going forward, the mentality that is being thought to the younger generations is to go back in time. Seriously, what is so mighty about the Malays? Are we God? Do we hold some kind of supernatural powers that defers us from the others? What is so special about the Malays, I want to know! Frankly, if anything through history everyone knows South East Asia is mainly popular because of the Straits of Malacca. But even then it was mainly conquered by the Thai’s and Indonesians. So how then are we so supreme? Ok, Malacca was powerful but if anything it was started off by an Indonesia runaway. And his generations continued to prosper here. So what is so great about the Malays?

Malays, for me, does not have a definition. How can you define Malay? He is Muslim? That isn’t fair. How can all Malays are Muslim but not all Muslims are Malays? No Malay in Malaysia is pure, somewhere somehow they are definitely a mix, either with Arab, Indian, Chinese, Siamese, Indonesian (mainly) and from Europe. So how do you define Malay then? Shouldn’t we stop procrastinating and focus on something more beneficial for the country? Rather then special rights enshrined in the Constitution shouldn’t we focus on opportunities for all and greater racial integration. But firstly, if there’s separation on the issue of education language then how is there to be independence?

Many claim and scream at the top of their lungs, you don’t need to conform to one language to reach unity. Seriously, I think they need to rethink that statement over. If we can’t come to a stage to speak one language properly then how are we going to interact to one another? With sign language? Wouldn’t that too mean conforming to a type of communication? Listen people. To reach unity, one particular language should remain supremacy. At the same time, the right to learn other language shall not be infringed but it should be put to the point that that shall remain a choice for the people and that it is not to be put in General Education. If they think China’s going to rule the world, why then are many Chinese from China are gearing up in full barrels to learn English? I don’t see what’s wrong in learning the Malay language. If you talk about vernacular schools, everyone knows that it means learning the subjects all in the one particular races of language. That would be not fair and that would be so racist. Don’t you think studying either in English or Malay is better? Neither does it feel racist or supreme of anything. Just like if you were in Spain and there are Chinese there you definitely will have to study the subjects in Spanish, no qualms about it. Why here then?

Today in Straits and Sun there was a whole section just devoted on this issue. I’ll leave the government to decide, but at the end I do hope they see the education benefit of it and not for cultural and language supremacy reasons. For the same reason, this whole issue is for the benefit of the future generation and race issue beign brought up ever so often its like fighting with our own selves.

Either way, my children can be home schooled by me since I will teach them in Malayalam.

Events to not forget and Events trying hard to forget

Finally I am back. But sadly I was sick last week and this week again. My sickness is a very funny sick actually. I am not describing it here, thank you very much. I went for a wedding and an engagement, one in KL the other in Ipoh. It was so tiring yet so fun. Met all my cousins and my aunts and uncles, it was fun. My cousin looked beautiful in a partial Malayali saree. The wedding was fairly simple, nothing grand. The night before we all met up at her house for a dinner thrown by her father, its a culture thing. So you see it was a Saturday night and me and my family left in the morning, but we had a flat tyre on the highway(my first experience) then we got out for a while. Stopped for food and refreshments and finally arrived in KL after 7 hours, for something that takes 4 hours. But it was a fun trip. My beloved cousin was here with us in the car. He made the whole mood so light and fun. Then we met up with his parents who were in KL earlier then us, by 1 hour actually. Then we followed them all the way to my cousins house in (of course) some hosh-posh place up the hill at Sungai Buloh. So you see us kids and parents thought we were there for some small miniature family gathering that had no resonance whatsoever. We wore clothes that was comfortable for a 4 hour ride, that which bytheway if you haven't notice took 7. So whatever was comfort was left as trashy clothes. And you know how comfort clothes are never nice. But heck, we were tired and it was already 7pm. We reached the place, got down and tried to press out those overly huge frills on our clothes, a little powder touch up, hair combing and hoping and wishing we smell good enough, we strut ourselves into the porch in shabs and well, rags.

Of course it was a small party, why then would there be tents? Right? OK, breathe. We walked in and at the same time, then suddenly my uncle's side of people streched their car right in front of the porch. Of course we were(if I may put it this way) "jet lagged" after the whole journey. We didn't give two-hoots how they got out of their car, with the posh Gold Audi and the wind blowing right in the face, but of course God made it great by letting it rain just then. Woohoo!! There two unfamiliar faces, then another three, further small gnomes came running out and two woman and then another man and another. It went out until 3 pairs of family made their presence there with a set of grandma and grandad for the added spice. My family were four pairs. Not that much though. Although, when you compare with the kids, they were just mere toddlers. I mean the oldest was still clutching to his mom and he's like what 21? Well out of all of the Brady bunch, only one was looking quite good. That too was because he was wearing good clothes. Seriously,. the people there O-M-G. The women were wearing flashy Punjabi suits with shining sequence and the some of the children were wearing clothes as if they were going clubbing(mainly two actually, but its always more then one, as I say). But of course that's where it stops, the small girls we wearing simple house hold clothes and their fathers were of course, in traditional Kurta tops and some with working Shirts. It was a fairly bit small party with nothing high five. But I was in rage. Actually me and all my cousins. We were expecting like shabby dressed people arriving and making their presence but this people took it a notch by wearing flashy materials. My young cousin bro and me were standing at the door like some dumb shits waiting for something to happen. Then all of a sudden, the lovely auntie across the hallway called her boys, which were like 6 of them(ranging from gnomes to bigger gnomes[OK not that bad]). So they all came with this big style of theirs shaking our hands and saying their names and we introduced ourselves too. I said my name wrongly(Oh don't mock me!) because the stupid that I am, I was nervous. That happens to me to everyone new I meet. After the whole ice-breaking session they walked off and we just sat there. All my cousins then followed suit and gathered at one corner which was at the entrance of the house a.k.a the door, for a moment I guess all of us just forgot our do's and dont's. Unlike those timid church mouse side of my uncles who are just giggled and chuckled away, us cousins were having a blast, bitching and talking about well *ehem* stuffs. Then I just look at those gnomes there, turned to cousin brother and whispered "...they'll cry tomorrow...". He looked at me, noticed my evil-cold glare and agreed. Let them have this miserable day to themselves. We'll show what we have tomorrow.

So the next day came, the big wedding ceremony that took place in a temple in Jalan Ipoh. It was a quaint little place. Although, the hall that they took to walk was long. Really long. The food was delicious. It was totally vegetarian. Me and my young lil' cousin decided to buy the same 'jeepa'(male Indian clothes. That's when he stayed with us for a week. It was nice set of clothes. We got it cheap) and coincidentally my sister and my cousin sister(my young cousin brothers sister) bought the same 'lengga'(another female Indian clothes) in the same colour. Coincidence, mind you. But it was really nice seeing the both of them, they looked really gorgeous. My sister of course was the better half. And a guy flirted with her(Yay for you!).My another cousin sister wore a beautiful long 'lengga' in a dark purple top and bright pink bottom. Mom wore this beautiful saree that I chose that gave a beauty of Malayali that will take the other ladies a run for their lives. Dad wore a simple working top. My aunt wore a glittering orange and black saree that made her look like a model of the runway catwalk. Her husband, my friendly uncle wore a long red 'jeepa'. Well, the thing is we all looked just as gorgeous as anything can be. Bright colours here and there but with the constant Malyali thing to fall back on we all looked really nice. I loved how we look. We look like a billion dollars. I cant put the pictures here now, mainly because I haven't downloaded it on my notebook yet. Patience people.

Oh bytheway, the other side of my uncle's side were now in shabs and rags.Looked like the table took one heckuva spin. It was comforting to know that we looked better then all of them even if they were combined and multiplied by a million. They were wearing this simple rubbish red kurtha's that made them look older then my dead grandad whose 6 feet under(bless his soul). None of them looked Malayali that day. All looked like Tamil-lians. Not that it was bad but it was a Malayali wedding and they are Malayali's. Haven't they heard of the saying " dress for the occasion"? Talk about KL life style. Looks like us in Penang and Ipoh knows how to get heads turning, all they did was getting themselves mistaken as the janitors of the temple(if they have on that is). Furious is beyond what I am getting at. It was wedding for Pete's sake. Your own bloody cousins sister's wedding. At least where something that proves you are part of the wedded family. With yellow crocs sandal that looks so fake at the first look and bright cheap blue jeans and a dark cloudy maroon jeepa, frankly my maid dressed up better then them. But I guess, that's how partying in KL is. Fashion for the smalls one's and rags for the big one's.

Anyways, at the end of the day it was a sweet wedding done. We were all cam whoring with one another. Oh, there was a hot girl who gave me 'the' look but I just have her a flirted look and walked off. Sometimes, the mood has to be there. We left for home right after that. It was a good experience.

For the engagement on the other hand, that was a D-I-S-A-S-T-E-R. The only one who looked nice was my of course engaged cousin(that too because I told her to take off the thick golden belt around her waist) and another cousin of mine. I was busy putting up chairs and tables and flagging of table clothes all over. It was an experience all right, but it was DISASTER still. My younger cousin and his brother were helping so much. Alot of things wouldn't have been done if it wasn't because of them. It was in Ipoh bytheway. In the house. You can imagine the heat, lack of oxygen and bright yellow lights. The food was bad and some people were already hallucinating under the 'spotlights' and most, like me, was sweating profusely like a pig. Another event that will not go off my mind, as much as I want too. My cousin is coming again to stay with me next week for a week. Woohoo!!! This time my eldest uncle is following for a two week stay as his wife flew off to India to purge her sins, although I don't think God will forgive her much. But anyways, I do'nt hope for another Taj Mahal bombing happening wherever she goes ;)

ILL

I am tired, exhausted, in pain and everything else under the tree. I have fallen ill yesterday. No idea what happened. One morning I just woke up with this terrible stomach pain and I cant move. Now, I am still the same. Just had lunch. Disgustng porridge. No idea which nut evented porridge. Arrgh, I hate it. Anyways, ate half the bowl and I feel like puking out. Yesterday, I went out for late dinner with my boys at Old Town in E-gate. It was of corse, normal. Although, tantrums were thrown initially. But then we were ok later. Met my two ex-collegues from my previous Starbucks working place. Didnt know both of them smoked. Oh well, its their life. I need to rest now...bye

PHEW....

Ah, this whole week is so tiring. I cant seem to read my Donald Trump book anymore. I cant seem to sit at home and cook healthy meals no more, I cant seem to sit down and watch my favourite shows, I cant seem to do anything. I have work, work, and more work. Then its off seeing friends, then shopping with my cousin, then class. Then I have parties to attend. Few birthday invitations, Xmas invitations,wedding and engagement invitations and night outs. I dont know when will I be able to be online next as I will be in KL this weekend. This would be my last blog for now

So, off to my glamorous yet humble life!

BYE!!!

Fatwa - YOGA

The fatwa about the recent yoga practice is a total mockery of the country's independence on human rights and the muslims rights. Who in the right frame of mind would reject the application of yoga in Malaysian Muslims life just because they assume that it will reduce our faith in God.

1)Yoga in Malaysia as far as I know does not have anything to do with prayers or chantings that is related to the Hindu religion.

2)I dont know where do this fatwa Dr.'s and so-called Proffesors put their brains when they do any research on this matter. Fatwa is something that quite a number of Muslims in Malaysia do follow heed. The ridiculous thing is that hey dont seem to do anything detailed or witha any precautions.Now they come up with this ridiculous rule saying that it will reduce our faith, 'akidah'.

3)What are we Muslims in Malaysia that stupid??? We cant even talke care of our own faith that just by some yoga classes and practices we will automatically become non-Muslim anymore and straightaway convert into Hindu-ism? I want to have a chat to those people if there are any on this point. How fragile do think our faith is? How come they always think that Muslims in this country, their faith erodes faster then you can say "STOP!"?

4)The next big question is: where will this fatwa take us on to now? And what should we do? Sit and wait for further humiliting and ridiculous fatwa's to be made or should we move on and continue doing what we normally do and still be proper Muslims at the same time?

5)Being a Muslim, I always feel proud that I can explain things to people who do not see the silver lining in the religion and how truly beautiful and calming Islam can be. Sadly, day by day this idiots come up with some rigid and colonial rules claiming its the best for the Muslim community and all hail its rule. What age do this "Proffesors" think they live in? Theirs? Theirs died 10 years ago. Now, if you want to come with something that is as big as this, you would think that they would do it with more thought and common sense. But of course, coming from places and time where they think everyone are all illiterate and probabaly dumb, they assume doing what they always think is bets without the proper work would as usually become a fantastic fatwa. Well news for you Mister's, ITS NOT!. You people are making mockery of the Malaysians.

I have no idea wheres the journey ending or even when. But i just hope it ends soon.

ALL THINGS TO BE DONE AND THAT I HAVE DONE

I know I have been off the blog circuit for so long. Gosh, I cant believe it was so long. I cant help it people. I was so busy. And I will be more busy soon. Its the whole December season. I cant help it. I am not boasting. But its true. Lets see:

1) Continuous baking.
-One fruit cake for a Lady.
-Then I had an order for a Birthday Party Cake. A Triple Layer
Carrot Vegetarian Cake.
-Cupcake's for my Mom's friend.

2) I have got more baking to do. Since Xmas is nearing. I have got those cute cupcakes with deco's to do. Then more fruit cake orders. And more cake orders.

3) It was Britney Spears Birthday yesterday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRITNEY!!! and my friend Iori who is in my class, Happy Birthday Iori

4)I am now working in Tesco Penang in a shop called Papparoti. Its a wonderful place, that sells awesome Mexican bun. I would suggest everyone to buy this bun ONLY from TESCO PENANG.

5)Classes are killing me. I will be having night classes very soon. Then I am also having extra class on other class days.

6)Last week on the 22/11/2008, I had this whole drama because I had to go to KL at ATC KL for my PTPTN interview. Let me tell you something. There was no interview. All they did was asked me to give them the documents which I already posted to ATC KL. And then to have my thumb print coordinated with my IC. It was the stupidest thing. I was there for hours. Left Penang at 12am. I reached KL about 5.30am. Hanged out at MCD in Pudu and just waited for the sun to come up. I did nothing. I of course was with a group of friend of 12. Then we went to the college. And did some minor changes to our documents and just waited for our turn. My problem was the date on the documents which were conflicting with my entry date. Screaming happened and crying happened(Don't ask). Some students there had to an Amazing Race ATC because they had to go all the way to Kelana Jaya and Petaling Jaya and got this commissioners oath's chop and some had to print stuffs which costed them more $35. They had to take the LRT then the taxi then walking. And all over again. Trust me, there was blood, sweat, and tears. I am not exaggerating. It was a whirlwind there. Lucky for me, I stood as the audience and counsellor. Thing is, although I wasted a lot of my time. I made friends, I knew people better and I learned to appreciate what I have. I came back the same day. I left at 5pm and reached Juru, Penang at 10.30pm. It was a tiring journey all in all but it was an experience I wouldn't change.

7)This week my cousin is here at my home for a week and I am forcing him to stay another week. Its so fun having him here. I feel so alive. He is my mone, Anil. He is 15 this year. He has sat for his PMR. He is waiting for his results which will come out at the end of this year.

8)Job in Papparoti is fun but I am coming back late every night. I am back minimum 11.30pm. Gosh, I have got to learn how to juggle my time.

9) All my friends want to meet me, since everyone has flown back from wherever they were. I am trying to squeeze in my time with theirs, but it just seems impossible. But I know I can do it.

10) Then I have one cousins wedding coming up this weekend. Then the next weekend is my another cousins engagement. So that means no class attendance for me. Haha.

11)Last week was a massive beach party that Ms.Carol organised. It was awesome. anyone who wishes to see the pictures do go to my facebook and see it. Everyone from the committee was doing well. They were awesome aforesome! The party was so fun. People around the place were snapping our pictures and staring at us and some even talked to us. It was a party that rocked!

12) My friend suggested a Xmas Party next. Before we leave the college for our break. That is a good suggestion. And Ms.Carol kept on asking about theme for it. I cant imagine any theme for a Xmas Party. Anyways, I love the whole idea and I intend to be part of it. So lets see how that works.

*PHEW* I have been through so much in the last two weeks and I am suppose to last for another two weeks. Wow. OK, lets see how it goes. I will try to blog more often.

New Fatwa's

Makin hari umat Islam makin ditindas dan dikongkong. Bukan oleh orang Cina, atau orang India atau orang Yahudi atau orang Kristian. Tetapi dianiya dan dikongkong oleh orang Islam/Melayu sendiri. Please read on.


Selepas fatwa pengharaman yoga, fatwa-fatwa yang akan datang adalah seperti berikut :


Disember 2008
Orang Islam dilarang mandi di kolam renang awam. Di kolam renang awam, akan terdapat orang-orang yang bukan Islam yang memakai pakaian renang yang singkat dan mendedahkan aurat (terutamanya amoi-amoi china yang cun dan seksi). Ini boleh menjejaskan akidah orang Islam. Cara yang paling baik ialah kita haramkan orang Islam dari kolam renang awam.

Januari 2009
Orang Islam dilarang pergi ke Pulau Pinang. Ketua Menteri Pulau Pinang adalah seorang yang bukan Islam and majoriti penduduk Pulau Pinang adalah orang yang bukan Islam. Apabila seorang Islam berada di Pulau Pinang, beliau mungkin terhidu bau char keoy tiaw yang dimasak oleh orang bukan Islam dan ini boleh merosakkan akidah kita. Cara yang paling baik ialah kita haramkan orang Islam dari pergi ke Pulau Pinang. Orang Islam yang kini tinggal di Pulau Pinang akan diberi elaun pindah sebanyak RM 3000 untuk membantu mereka berpindah ke negeri-negeri yang lain. Perpindahan ke negeri Kelantan dan Terengganu amat amat digalakkan.

Februari 2009
Orang Islam dilarang meminum root beer. Walaupun root beer tidak mengandungi alkohol, namun perkataan "beer" ini boleh menimbulkan keghairan dan kelakuan tidak senonoh di kalangan orang Islam. Dengan pengharaman root beer, orang Islam bolehlah meminum minuman ringan yang lain tanpa was-was. Ginger beer juga diharamkan.

March 2009
Orang Islam dilarang memakan di kedai Mamak. Walaupun mamak kebanyakkannya Islam, tetapi asal usul mereka adalah India dan ada kemungkinan terdapat unsur-unsur India di dalam perniagaan mereka seperti bercakap Tamil dan memakai seluar dalam buatan India. Untuk mengelakkan sebarang syak wasangka, mulai 1 Mac 2009, orang Islam dilarang dari memakan di kedai mamak (kecuali Tun Mahatir kerana dia sendiri mamak kelas I)

April 2009
Orang Islam dilarang bermain ping pong atau table tennis. Ping pong berasal dari negeri China dan oleh yang demikian, mungkin terdapat unsur-unsur agama Buddha atau Confuciusism di dalam permainan ping pong. Ornag Islam yang terlalu banyak bermain ping pong akan terjejas akidah mereka. Sebagai permainan alternatif, orang Islam digalakkan bermain sepak raga (tetapi bola raga mesti buatan Malaysia, bukan dari Thailand).

Mei 2009
Orang Islam yang berkerja dengan kerajaan dilarang mengambil gaji masing-masing. Ini kerana sebahagian besar pendapatan kerajaan adalah cukai pendapatan yang dibayar oleh syarikat-syarikat orang bukan Islam. Orang Islam digalakkan meminta sedekah dari orang Islam yang lain. Untuk memudahkan permintaan sedekah, bakal peminta sedekah digalakkan mencangkung di hadapan bangunan UMNO.


Jun 2009
Orang Islam dilarang keluar negara. Terdapat terlalu banyak godaan yang boleh meruntuhkan akhlak dan akidah orang Islam. Perkara ini telahpun dikaji dengan teliti hasil lawatan sambil belajar ke Bangkok oleh Majlis Fatwa Kebangsaan baru-baru ini. Oleh yang demikian, orang orang Islam diminta menyerahkan balik paspot masing-masing ke jabatan immigresen secepat mungkin. Perjalanan keluar negara hanya dibenarkan untuk menteri-menteri dan orang kuat UMNO sahaja, itupun hanya jika diiringi oleh ahli Majlis Fatwa Kebangsaan.


Julai 2009
Orang Islam dilarang berfikir di waktu siang. Kebanyakkan masalah jenayah dan maksiat wujud kerana orang-orang yang tak ada kerja berfikir yang bukan-bukan. Untuk membenteras maslah jeneyah dan maksiat, orang-orang Islam mulai 1 Julai 2009, dilarang dari menggunakan otak mereka diwaktu siang. Pemikiran mereka akan dipantau oleh Majlis Fatwa Kebangsaan dengan menggunakan sekumpulan specially trained monkeys. Orang Islam boleh menggunakan otak mereka di waktu malam tetapi pemikiran dihadkan kepada perkara-perkara berkaitan dengan makan dan minum sahaja.




Please do not laugh. Many of the above will become a reality if we do not do anything. The rational-thinking muslims in this country are simply not doing anything. We let a very small minority of narrow-minded idiots to control our lives. Especially the Malay muslims, are fast becoming a laughing stock worldwide. We are obsessed with the little little things.

When there are so many important things remain to be done, why must the Fatwa folks spend their time on little things.. tomboys, yoga, etc, etc. Why don't we ever hear anything from the Fatwa folks for social justice, eradicating corruption and poverty, protecting single mothers, helping the poors, educating the ummah, protecting the environment or ensuring fairness in society.

If you are a rationale, forward thinking muslim, please speak up. If you choose to remain silent, it only means that you agree with whatever is happening. And do not blame the non-muslims for all our troubles. We are asking for it.



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