Uncalled for Behaviour: Desecration of the Elected Representatives

About a few weeks ago, just a few days before the Muslims celebrated Aidilfitri, a banner depicting YB Teresa Kok (Member of the Selangor State Assembly for Kinrara) and YB Gobind Singh (Member of Parliament for Puchong) wishing all the Muslim residence in Puchong was hung in my housing area (Taman Mawar Kinrara Section 5). Since it was put up, I was waiting to see if there'd be any vandalism attack on the banner. Aidilfitri came and went peacefully and nothing was done to the banner. I was wrong.

About a week ago, another banner depicting the YBs was hung, adjacent to the existing one. This time, it was meant for the Indian community who would be celebrating the festival of lights, Deepavali. I did not speculate or anticipate anything to happen to the banner.

But I was wrong.

Today morning, when I was going to the bank, I glanced out of my father's car and saw the horrific scene. Both the faces of the YBs in both the banners were mutilated with black-coloured spray. The face of Teresa Kok, especially, was completely blackened!

I am much ashamed of this occurrence. One should not resort to vandalism to express one's dissatisfaction or rage. Write a letter or visit the YBs and tell them of what you think of them. You have the rights to do that. But not this. This is unwarranted.

I am appalled by this behaviour.

I am disgusted of the person/s who did such a shameful thing.

On their behalf, please accept my apologies YBs. Some people are still living in caves.

The Forbidden Fruit Dilemma

The very first dilemma in the Holy Bible is when Eve was tempted by the serpent (the Devil) to eat of the fruit which was forbidden by God. After the creation of the world and man, God gave the charge to Adam and Eve to be the caretakers of this world. He gave them dominion over everything but forbade them from eating from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. We all know how the events progressed.


The conclusion that I can draw from this account is that when something is forbidden or restricted, that is when we want it more. The impulse to possess it becomes too severe that it can propagate someone to resort to evil manners.

I, for one, am not in agreement with such endeavours. However, my liking for something that is forbidden is making me have second thoughts. Should I or should I not? This dilemma within me is murder. I so want - well, want is to greedy a word. So, I shall say, desire - to be with this forbidden entity that I really do not know what to do. My circle of counsel have differing opinions. Some have strictly admonished me from resorting to evil means while some have said such measures may be beneficial.

You may think I am being dramatic -no ... melodramatic! - but I am not. I understand what I am going through. I know whereof I speak.

Maybe I shall not pluck the "forbidden fruit" but use a stick and poke around the branches in the hope that the fruit shall drop and come tumbling to me.

Whatever it is ... I really don't know what to say.

Euphoric at Euphoria

Rocking!

Awesome!

Superb!

The list of words describing my experience at Euphoria yesterday night can go on and on. Yesterday was my first time going to a club and apparently the best club in KL according to a friend of mine. I have to agree that the place was awesome. The environment was just the way I hoped it to be: cosy, smoke free and a little gloomy.

The best part of it was that the entrance was free.

The group of us went to the dance-floor around 10.30 and waited for the music to start. And when it started, all of us began moving our bodies. I was a little hesitant initially. But after having an alcoholic beverage (Long Island Tea), that's when the party kicked off for me! I danced and danced.

Too bad I didn't manage to get myself acquainted with any hot chics. But anyway, yesterday was too familiarise myself with the clubbing groove and just dance to de-stress myself. But the next time I'm going, I will be looking out for the babes. Look out ladies!

Second-Hand Smoking Relived

Statistics shows that for every four cigarettes a smoker smokes, a non-smoker has smoked one.

But what I went through the other day, I felt like I was smoking four cigarettes when the guy was smoking only one!

I arrived early in college the other day. So the Media Hub (a computer lab sort of place) was not open yet. I decided to sit on the staircase and wait until they open the Hub. This was where the ordeal began. Well, the man was already smoking when I sat on the steps but he should have at least had the courtesy to leave the place once I was there.

As I was reading The Sun newspaper, he took puff after puff that I felt like I was in one of those smokers' room at airports. For nearly ten minutes or so he smoked. And when he was done, I ended up having a headache.

Smokers out there. You should be more attentive to the people around you. If you want to kill yourselves, you have all the right. But don't take our lives as well.

Yasmin Ahmad - The Let Down

Today was supposed to be a great and wonderful day. It was supposed to be a historical day for me. It was the day I was supposed to meet the much acclaimed Malaysia director and dubbed to be a woman of the new wave, Yasmin Ahmad.

To give you all a little background. Today was the Taylor's School of Communication Media Carnival 2008, the first of its kind in Taylor's College Petaling Jaya. The theme chosen for this auspicious event was Media Freedom. So, during the first session, there was supposed to be a dialogue session between the four of us (Michelle T, Michelle C, Tash and me) and Yasmin on this particular topic and the second session was supposed to be another dialogue session between four other students and three people from the industry (Christine Ooi, DJ Hisham and Andrew Nato).

Unfortunately, Miss Yasmin couldn't make it on time so we had to kick-start the dialogue session with the second slot. It went terrifically well. The reason for her delay was that she was bringing a group of actors with her. Then came the second reason. Her car broke down in Sungai Buloh and now she was apparently waiting for her husband to pick her up. Lunch time came and went. The events of the day unfolded (awesome band performances) and still there was no sign of her. That was the final straw. When it was 4.40 p.m. I just left my college.

I am very disappointed with Yasmin because all four of us had put much energy, soul and time in preparing our questions and stuff. We were all eagerly awaiting to see this director who had made fantastic films. But we didn't expect this to happen. I really don't know what to say. A lot of people turned up to actually see her but they were disappointed too.

I really feel sorry for the team that organised this event and my lecturers.

Yasmin Ahmad ... I am much disappointed with you.