I see Beauty in many things. And like the ghosts that only speak to you if you notice them, they tell me wondrous tales. With my camera and my thoughts, I captured these as faithfully as I can to share with you. And by doing so, they gave me the reasons. And though the thousand reasons may not all be sweet and some indeed bitter; they are still reasons to live. Come to think about it, that is Life, isn't it?
I've had just enough time... to learn why men dress up :)
The Men of Octoberfest, Munich wants to be...
“When
men dress up…”
The
professor paused. He tapped his pipe against the table, and moved it to his lips
in one smooth slow motion. He dragged on it with a few sharp sucks till smoke
came out his nostrils and his ears. He closed his eyes and give a deep draw,
opened them and blew out the smoke in a long slow continuous stream the way
John Cage of Ally McBeal poured water from the jug in the courtroom. When he
stopped, my entire attention was on his bushy moustache and the words that
poured out.
“When
men dress up…”
He
paused and I hold my breath. My chest was heaving from an agitated heart keenly
waiting for the profound revelation. Unhurriedly, in a deliberately studious manner he
continued -
“… according
to my comprehensive surveys and researches … over many years of studies …
through many countries … and many cultures … of many segments of the population
… I’ve reached the irrefutable conclusion … the undeniable truth ... of why men dress up!”
“Yes?” I
inquired impatiently.
The
professor shot me a disapproving look. Composed himself and continued, “Men
dress up because … because …”
Sadly, I've had enough time... to see darkness envelopes my beloved country...
Darkness envelopes my beloved country
The Fifth
of May was the darkest day in Malaysian Electoral History with massive voting
frauds that returned the incumbent to power. At this moment, 100,000 Malaysians of ALL races are gathered
in Kelana Jaya Stadium, Petaling Jaya mostly wearing black to protest against
this abomination. This image represents the darkness that covers our nation and is the page profile picture of many Malaysian in facebook.
And like the legend of the moon eclipse where the noises created by the people
drove the sky dog from consuming the moon, the thunderous voices of the people
shouting “Ubah!” (“Change!”) attempts to drive away the evil consuming our
land.
Please
google Malaysia Election Fraud and go to YouTube to see the “evidence” of
fraud. Prepared to be shocked!
Today, the
5th of May, my countrymen votes. It has been an emotionally charged
period that has divided and polarized the nation. If there is any agreement in
rhetoric, it is – we should stay “united as one nation, one people”. The government
said we are and should persevere this proud heritage. The opposition said we
are not and pushed for a change.
But the sad
thing for Malaysia is – the people know better. Whether it is the government or
opposition, things are not going to change that much. Discrimination by race is so deeply ingrained
that it is not going to disappear overnight. It is only – “Will it be better or
worse than the current state?” Whether it is for the citizens who condone it
for the benefits they bring, the citizens who oppose it for the pains they
suffer or for the majority who live with it because they don’t know what else
to do. We are all living a lie. The country is sick because the people are
sick. And we are all sick because we made moral and ethical compromise; and we
made them because we are not brave enough to stick our necks out and things are
not bad enough to compel us to. And, we are afraid that things will turn out
worse.
I have my
finger painted blue this morning after I cast my vote. I left the polling
station with a heavy heart because I voted not with enthusiasm and optimism. I
voted for what I think it is the lesser of “two _____”. And I cry for my
country because of that.
