Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Greetings From Denmark

Hi all,

it's been some time before i updated my blog, been busy when we reached Lars parent's place, chrístmas was here, and now that i'm more sober, my writing begins.

I'm still adapting to the cold weather here, the fog, which i was so excited about, but the overcast weather can be a little bit gloomy compared to sunny singapore, but unfortunately, singapore has not seen sun for days too due non-stop rain.

Lars made roasted duck, stuffings and his delicious gravy...yummy!!! i have a feeling i will gain weight going back singapore next month.


i will attach pictures soon, need more coffee right now to get over the fact that i woke up at 5am this morning.

Have a good and peaceful holiday folks, and Mush, lovely pictures on the blog dudette!!

Monday, December 18, 2006

Blogger Update



It's been a busy week, since Lars got here last Thursday, from our trip to KL, Malaysia and trips to meet friends and relatives. Lars also lost his wallet from one our outings at East Coast. It was bad, happened on Friday, and next day, we went to Downtown East Wild Wild Wet, he had a bad sun burn, still recovering, it's been painful.

Mush, setan!!! this time round,am getting Lars to update our blog. Pictures will be posted soon, folks! It's been raining heavily since yesterday, with no sun! wow!

Og der er jo nogle der har udtrykt ønske om et dansk indlæg her på siden (Mush). Hvad kan jeg sige, hóvedparten af Dem der læser siden bruger engelsk som kommunikation, så lad os fortsætte med det!

It is no secret that they do have slightly higher temperatures in Singapore compared to Matane or even Denmark for that sake here in the wintertime. It’s weird because there are Christmas lights all over, salvation army are standing on all corners and collecting money and there are 28-31 degrees.
What do I think of Singapore;
Nice town, beautiful skyline and always a green area you can spot!
To many Chinese.
The most beautiful girl in the world is living here!
Nice markets, enjoying that a lot.
Indian hair cut is a must, but beware of the cologne!!!!!
If you want it, you can find it here no matter what, that’s the conclusion.

Love it :-)



Monday, December 04, 2006

Felicity and Choon Lui Wedding!



Last week, Chin and I were busy trying to figure out what to wear, till the last Friday night, day before Feli's wedding. I, of course did not buy anything, but managed to dig out few things from the cupboard, plus a skirt complimentary of Chin.. Merci my Kukuu!

We met 6 years ago, when working together, and been together eversince, surviving on all the fights, arguments and most happy days... It was always the 3 of us, celebrating birthdays, christmas, night out to town, dancing, drinking.

Smoking cigar from a night out (walking barefoot back to hotel), oh yes, stopping by mcdonalds and geting burgers, all this at 3am in KL. These are memories that would stay with me and Feli for a long time to come.

Feli, all the talks, wine drinking, acting silly, letting our hair down, crying, anger at the world, growing up, dressing up, changing, it has been my pleasure for all these years, and just when we thought the possibility of falling in love seem so far or never there, the inevitable (or possibly not) from God happened, it came knocking, answering our prayers even if it was for one another...

I will miss you buddy, and am sorry, if this is going to be another one of those teary emails that we seem so good at sending... BUT, another chapter of our lives has opened, and as we set upon it, goodbye is far from our minds.... Cheers!

To Feli and CL, May Both Of You Find Happiness Till The End of Time, and Lord Bless You Both as He Blessed Many Before and After You!


Monday, November 27, 2006

Post Secret

Eversince i chance upon this website, it's been a routine duty to open it first thing Monday morning to check out new entries of the week. I have placed it on the Surf & Turf section of our blog for others to click on anytime.

People send in a postcard, with all their secrets, things they want to get it out, but at the same time, it doesn't necessarily mean you want to share it with someone, but sharing it with the world and still remain anonymous.

It feels real reading them, and some you realise, there are others like you, and it's nice tearing over some cards, knowing you're never alone in this world where the art of survival and reality of life looks back at you and say, Boo! and some get the chance to say it back.

I's still searching for the book in Singapore, Borders would be my safe bet, i just need to drag my feet to town and do it!

This is not a paid advertisement, by the way. heheheh...

It's still Monday folks, so yeah, wipe that freaking smile off your face, and bring me another mug of coffee will ya!

Friday, November 24, 2006

You know Christmas is coming when...

I was in the airport yesterday, and there right in the middle of DFS was this bright lit tree, with Santa, sleigh and gazebo that has angels sitting on them.. kids and adults taking pictures and riding the sleigh,while it was raining heavily outside.

It's wet season here,i can't say its cold, cos Lars and Mush would laugh at me and say you call 28 degrees cold??!!! heheheheh.

But, it's same feeling any oh how, for it's rainy, "cold" and you see all the lights and trees and people actually greeting you in shopping malls,not sure if it's season's greetings or could be due to people are spending more this month and bonus is round the corner... :D

I tried once, when this girl wished me and i said, well, i don't know, it's not that good a morning today, i saw a dead bird on my way here with it's brains splattered, and i don think we should smile that much today in honour of the dead. NEXT! i could have sworn that was coming out of her mouth for the next customer to pay her things.

It's 2.2 months bonus for all civil servants!! hmmm... i don't know what's so civil about being a servant, but 2.2 months bonus, SHOW ME THE MONEY!

Have a good weekend folks!

Monday, November 20, 2006

Till my next nonsensical episodes...

If you can't laugh about this you need help.... This is a supposedly true story from the Word Perfect help line. Needless to say the help desk employee was fired; however, the person is currently suing the Word Perfect organization for "termination without cause". This is from the taped conversation leading up to dismissal:

"Word Perfect Technical Desk, may I help you?"

"Yes, well, I'm having trouble with Word Perfect."

"What sort of trouble?"

"Well, I was just typing along, and all of a sudden the words went away."

"Went away?"

"They disappeared."

"Hmm. So what does your screen look like now?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"It's blank; it won't accept anything when I type."

"Are you still in Word Perfect, or did you get out?"

"How do I tell?"

"Can you see the C: prompt on the screen?"

"What's a sea-prompt?"

"Never mind. Can you move the cursor around on the screen?"

"There isn't any cursor: I told you, it won't accept anything I type!"

"Does your monitor have a power indicator?"

"What's a monitor?"

"It's the thing with the screen on it that looks like a TV.

"Does it have a little light that tells you when it's on?"

"I don't know."

"Well, then look on the back of the monitor and find where the power cord goes into it. Can you see that?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Great. Follow the cord to the plug, and tell me if it's plugged into the wall."

".......Yes, it is."

"When you were behind the monitor, did you notice that there were two cables plugged into the back of it, not just one?"

"No."

"Well, there are. I need you to look back there again and find the other cable."

"Okay, here it is."

"Follow it for me, and tell me if it's plugged securely into the back of your computer."

"I can't reach."

"Uh huh. Well, can you see if it is?"

"No."

"Even if you maybe put your knee on something and lean way over?"

"Oh, it's not because I don't have the right angle-it's because it's dark."

"Dark?"

"Yes-the office light is off, and the only light I have is coming in from the window."

"Well, turn on the office light then."

"I can't."

"No? Why not?"

"Because there's a power outage."

"A power... A power outage? Aha, Okay, we've got it licked now. Do you still have the boxes and manuals and packing stuff your computer came in?"

"Well, yes, I keep them in the closet."

"Good. Go get them, and unplug your system and pack it up just like it was when you got it. Then take it back to the store you bought it from."

"Really? Is it that bad?"

"Yes, I'm afraid it is."

"Well, all right then, I suppose. What do I tell them?"

"Tell them you're too stupid to own a computer."

2 More Weekends To Go - Woo Hoo!

First of all, don't think anyone can see my do the dance of joy right now and the fact that only an insane, caffeine-ed person like me would look at the calendar every chance i could and realise, my man is coming down soon... heheheh. And would you believe it, it's Monday and i am smiling and doing the dance of joy.. that is not routined, and PMS is not here yet either. After 5 mugs of coffee today, i could leap over tall building in a single bound, run faster than a speeding bullet, dance and still type on my blog! All this with glazed wide eyes, listening to Linkin Park screaming, In The End...The wonders of CAFFEINE!

Have a saneful Monday everyone!

Friday, November 10, 2006

3 More Weekends To Go - Yippee!

TOP 10 SIGNS YOUR FAMILY IS STRESSED...

10. Conversations often begin with "Put the gun down, and then we can talk".

9. The school principal has your number on speed-dial.

8. The cat is on Valium.

7. People have trouble understanding your kids, because they learned to speak through clenched teeth.

6. You are trying to get your four-year-old to switch to decaffeinated.

5. The number of jobs held down by family members exceeds the number of people in the family.

4. No one has time to wait for microwave TV dinners.

3. "Family meetings" are often mediated by law enforcement officials.

2. You have to check your kid's day-timer to see if he can take out the trash.

1. Maxwell House gives you industrial rates.


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TOP TEN WAYS TO KNOW IF YOU HAVE PMS...

10. Everyone around you has an attitude problem.

9. You're adding chocolate chips to your cheese omelet

8. The dryer has shrunk every last pair of your jeans.

7. Your husband is suddenly agreeing to everything you say.

6. You're using your cell phone to dial up bumper stickers that says, "How's my driving? Call 1-800-EAT-SHIT."

5. Everyone's head looks like an invitation to batting practice.

4. You're convinced there's a God and he's male.

3. You're counting down the days until menopause.

2. You're sure that everyone is scheming to drive you crazy.

1. The ibuprofen bottle is empty and you bought it yesterday.


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TOP TEN THINGS ONLY WOMEN UNDERSTAND...

10. Cats' facial expressions

9. The need for the same style of shoes in different colors

8. Why bean sprouts aren't just weeds

7. Fat clothes

6. Taking a car trip without trying to beat your best time

5. The difference between beige, off-white, and eggshell

4. Cutting your bangs to make them grow

3. Eyelash curlers

2. The inaccuracy of every bathroom scale ever made

1. OTHER WOMEN

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Happy Birthday Skat!



On your very special day

There are things I'd like to say to you my love on your special day:

I am forever thankful God sent you my way.

Like a gift from up above,
you showed me how it is to feel real love.

I know many mountains we've had to climb
and sometimes forever has seemed like a very long time.

Yes, we've endured our share of pain,
but together we have so much to gain.

Bigger mountains may lie ahead,
but together there is no hill we can not tread.

So always remember my love for you,
and there is nothing together we can not do.

I'll be here forever - my love is true.
The person beside me, that would be you.

Monday, October 30, 2006

Post Eid - Monday Madness

Eid came and well, for me, it's just about done and gone till next year.

It was such a tiring week, with all the cleaning, cooking, washing and mopping after all friends have left. Each year, i'll be telling myself, this would be the last Eid friends would come, but each year, i would still have my close friends around, not many can say they celebrate Eid withy friends and not relatives.. and i have that privilege and i am thankful, at least there are close friends you call loves ones...

Monsoon is here, finally, and haze is getting bearable with the much needed rain we have been getting daily. I don't think i can ever compare our weather to Quebec with their flurries of snow falling and temperatures dipping to minus in November but it's always a matter of adapting to one surroundings..:)

Till my next blog, with pictures, here's me wishing i could insert an IV tube from the coffee machine to my vein, think that ought to keep my sanity level sane on Monday!

Friday, October 20, 2006

Eid Mubarak to All!

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri kepada semua umat Islam di Singapura, di mana-mana mereka berada. Kepada semua teman-teman, keluarga, kita berbahgia selalu. Insya Allah.

To all friends, families and muslims all across the globe, Have a Peaceful and Blessed Eid.

Ha en lykkelig og fredfyldt Eid!

Warm regards from both of us.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Jokes of the Week

Joke #1

A pompous self made grocer named Bates gets his son into an expensive private school. On day One the whole family is there to see the little blighter begin his first day at school. The grocer, his family in tow, saunters into the principal's office and introduces himself thus: "I am Sir Shortweight Bates. This is my wife, Lady Bates, my daughter Miss Bates and my son Master Bates." "Oh does he?" asks the bemused principal, "we will soon get him out of that terrible habit."

Joke #2

A taxi passenger tapped the driver on the shoulder to ask him a question. The driver screamed, lost control of the car, nearly hit a bus, went up on the footpath, and stopped centimeters from a shop window. For a second everything went quiet in the cab, then the driver said, "Look mate, don't ever do that again. You scared the daylights out of me!" The passenger apologized and said, "I didn't realize that a little tap would scare you so much. "The driver replied, "Sorry, it's not really your fault. Today is my first day as a cab driver. I've been driving a funeral van for the last 25 years."

Joke #3

A stranger was seated next to Little Johnny on the plane when the stranger turned to the Little Johnny and said, "Let's talk. I've heard that flights will go quicker if you strike up a conversation with your fellow passenger."

Little Johnny, who had just opened his book, closed it slowly, and said to the stranger, "What would you like to discuss?"

"Oh, I don't know," said the stranger. "How about nuclear power?"

"OK," said Little Johnny. "That could be an interesting topic. But let me ask you a question first. "A horse, a cow, and a deer all eat grass. The same stuff. Yet a deer excretes little pellets, while a cow turns out a flat patty, and a horse produces clumps of dried grass. Why do you suppose that is?"

"Jeez," said the stranger. "I have no idea."

"Well, then," said Little Johnny, "How is it that you feel qualified to discuss nuclear power when you don't know shit?"

Monday, October 16, 2006

One Week Before Eid

With a blink of an eye, 1 month of Ramadhan will be coming to a close, cookies are being baked, new clothes are bought and looked at; waiting to be worn on the morning of Eid. Homes will be cleaned, new glasses, plates, everything will be dusted from cabinets and set on table for families and friends to enjoy food, drinks and more food.

I have yet to clean, dust, buy any clothes, bring down curtains that need washing, together with the windows that need extreme cleaning. I wish i have the same excitement or enthusiasm as many of my friends, but i know a few who thinks it's more of a big deal for kids! But, as every year, the excitement will creep up on me during the last days where i will be cleaning like mad, running around getting all the last minute things for home and family. And the last bit, cooking Bryani on charcoal stove! Dear Lord, i have been doing this for years, and every year, my legs and arms would be aching like mad, but, it's nice when you see others enjoying the food!


To all......

A Happy and Bless Eid!
Maaf Zahir Batin

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Autumn Greetings from Matane

Ok, since Lars is busy, this is his better half writing for him and still wondering when he's ever not... hmmmm :)

Presently, it's about 1 or -1 degrees celcius in Matane, and Lord knows that's not autumn to me, thats like freezing point! I don't think below 10 degrees during day time helps either, but then again, this is Quebec City, where it either rains, u get only 3 months of sun and the rest are snow.

Here are the pics folks! Enjoy and warm greetings from Lars....

taken while driving on 07 Oct

Siblings



As far back as i could remember, the 4 of us have always looked out for each other, especially my sister and i, and my 2 brothers close just the same. We don't talk much about our pain, hurt or how we feel, we just knew, and silence, reading, talking about shows, dramas on tv was a better way of pretending you're normal like the rest of the kids, and maybe, just maybe, the hurt will all go away one day.

We grew up, basically each as own individual, none the less, the fights, arguments, calling each other names, throwing stuff, it becomes part and parcel of being siblings in our family or probably many others.

I was always protective of love ones, hoping they'd be fine, praying hard there'd be food, none will ever have to live miserably or without food for the rest of their lives.

Now, we're all in our 30's, my sister married, with 2 lovely kids, my brothers the way they are and have been, i guess. Me, i am getting tired of always picking up after the now 2 grown men. i wish they would grow up, look at the future, think about what they want and have to do, that the most important thing, plan and plan and keep planning, for that is the only thing one can do, ultimate decision u leave it with Upper Management.

They say, u can choose your friends, but not your family..maybe, but sometimes, things that you go through may make you realise, u cant choose both. they come as they are, and no matter how much u want to change either one, a part of you and them haves been established and thus... you live with the fact.

I will not trade my brothers for anything, but at the same time, i dont feel the same as i do back then, lives have changed, experiences has made all of us grown, not apart but opening another chapter of our lives, and still know the past is there in that book.

I will still hope and pray for the best for them, love them as any sister would, be there for them when needed, listen, guide, advice, but no longer want to hold their hands, they now have to hold someone else's hands and lead the way together or lead their own way. Hopefully, one day, they'll realise, some things are far more important than video games, movies, supposedly "let's be merry" friends... and one of the most important factor is FAMILY.

Friday, October 06, 2006

Some Fridays Are Not Meant for Partying...

Friday is finally here, i can sit up and smile at everyone in the office, and even allow them to make stupid not-so-funny jokes, and laugh along at some of them.

Today (Thurs, Canadian time), one of Lars truck driver skidded off the road, fell into a ditch and was killed instantly. I think it took them all by surprise, it shook everyone up, i know it shook Lars up a bit, the trucker was only 23 years old.

It's things like this, that makes you want to go home, hug your family real tight, and pray to the Lord for their safety while on and off the road.

I can't remember the last time i have not said enough to Lars to drive safely, stop if you are tired, get off the road, have a shut eye and continue with your journey. Life is such, you never know what will happen next, and the best thing to do, is be careful, do your best and leave the rest to the Upper Level. There are some things you do not have control of.....

To those who drives truck for a living, i say, take care and keep safe!
To Lars, sweetie, please drive safely this weekend! It's a very very long drive from home.


Life Of A Truck Driver

Rolling down that lonesome highway,
Staring sundown in the face.

Knowing not my destiny,
Or even my next place

I turn the radio up to muffle out the sound,
Of a giant diesel engine,
Wheels going round and round.

Longing for a friend,
In the next town I can find,

Rolling down those lonesome highways
Staring at the line.

Family on my mind,
Far back at home,

As I go rolling down that lonesome highway,
Feeling so all alone.

The driver's life ain't easy,
It's not meant to be,

Driving down that lonesome highway,
Bringing products in for you and me.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Wednesday - is it midweek already???

Eid is a little more than 2 weeks away, and the dreaded CLEANING word is slowly creeping up on me, every nook and corner i turn to, it's like looking into another set of planets i've created, only this one are piles of toys, clothes, new diapers and more toys with the occasional Sasi crawling out of her battlefield looking content, and me really not wishing to find out what she has hidden in there... Sigh, and i only have 1 nephew and 1 niece!!!!


Ilhan



Nurul Alisyah



Sasi

These are the 3 little rascals at home, one throws everything around, the other hides them and last one hides inside them and wants to take over the world or so she claims.

My sister's been trying to lose weight since giving birth to Alisyah for the past 9 months, Ramadhan seems to be working for her, but sometimes to tell a woman that the old dress she's trying on does not look as good, it's like waiting for lightning to strke you down and someone stepping on your little pinky finger till you pass out... so, i do what most men would have done in my position.... PRETEND TEMPORARY INSANITY!

It's still Tuesday folks!

A woman rubbed a bottle and out popped a genie. The amazed woman asked if she got three wishes. The genie said, "Nope, sorry, three-wish genies are a storybook myth. I'm a one-wish genie.
So......................what'll it be?"


The woman did not hesitate. She said, "I want peace in the Middle East .


See this map? I want these countries to stop fighting with each other and I want all the Arabs to love the Jews and Americans and vice-versa. It will bring about world peace and harmony."


The genie looked at the map and exclaimed, "Lady, be reasonable.


These countries have been at war for thousands of years. I i'm out of shape after being in a bottle for five hundred years.. I'm good but not THAT good! I don't think it can be done. Make another wish and please be reasonable."


The woman thought for a minute and said, "Well, I've never been able to find the right man.

You know - one that's considerate and fun, romantic, likes to cook and help with the house cleaning, is good in bed, and gets along with my family, doesn't watch sports all the time, and is faithful. That is what I wish for...a good man."


.............. The genie let out a sigh and said,
"Let me see that fucking map again!!"

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Monday Blues & Cramps

I woke up, wishing it was Saturday morning and i could sleep in a bit more, but that was not the case when it comes to real life, everything is surreal the moment you open your eyes and realise dawn is breaking, birds that you want shoot down are chirping up on the trees and which so happened the window to my flat is built beside a rain-tree, an old big rain-tree where fully hormonal charged birds decide to start a family, all next to my window. Sometimes, i really wonder the conspiracy of life, and can't help think how humorous God must be, first for giving me cramps and second for putting birds beside my window just to add in the fun!

Other than that, my Monday went off alright, 2 lucky bastards collegue took urgent leave, i had a headache that felt like 2 monkeys were fighting over one banana, BUT my boss being nice, yes, my boss was nice!

It ended with me watching comedies, playing with the kids, and chatting with my boyfriend who didn't fairly had a good morning in the office...heheheh

Till my next blog, and if i can find the time amidst my busy-ness in trying to rule the world with my partner in crime, Sasi. She says Catz Rule!

Thursday, September 28, 2006

Faith, Riots and (un) reason

Faith, riots and (un)reason
Threatening the Pope or Salman Rushdie with death is just a way of avoiding reality


Irfan Husain
News Comment


I HAVE a theory about riots: Those out on the streets often don't have a clear idea what they're rioting about. And invariably, they have a lot of time on their hands.

After all, how often do you find an employed person asking for leave to join the demo of the day? But when you have time to kill, you'll join any crowd that's out to protest, no matter what the cause.

When Salman Rushdie's Satanic Verses inflamed parts of the Muslim world, how many people demonstrating had actually read the book?

I didn't either, but it wasn't for lack of trying: Struggling manfully, I ploughed through the first hundred pages before admitting defeat.

So, I never actually read the passages that gave rise to the famous fatwa. But I doubt very much if the people who rioted even saw the book.

The same is true for those now up in arms about the Pope's address at the University of Regensburg.

I have printed out the speech, and must confess that it's heavy going. The offending section is a tiny part of the paper, and it remains a mystery why Pope Benedict needed such an obscure quotation in his discussion of faith and reason.

Having said that, he has addressed an issue that needs to be debated: How should believers reconcile their faith with the dictates of reason? According to him, modern Christianity has bridged the gap, while Islam has not.

We can debate his conclusion, and criticise his choice of supporting material, but we can hardly deny his right to hold an opinion.

When some Muslims demonstrated their opposition to his views, many carried placards threatening the Pope with death. It seems that some Muslims' stock response to the slightest provocation consists of death threats and violent demonstrations.

These undignified protests reinforce the worst prejudices others have about some Muslims. After all, why should some cartoons in an obscure Danish newspaper, or a papal address at an unknown German university, send hundreds of thousands pouring into streets around the world?

When we were children, when somebody said anything offensive, we would chant: "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never harm me."

As we grew older, we learned that some words are deadlier than any stick or stone, festering long after bruises and wounds have healed. But, we were also taught to be stoical, and not to complain.

In a letter to the Guardian of Sept 20, San Cassimally of Edinburgh wrote: "As a Muslim, I am much more saddened and shocked by the murder of the Somali nun than by what the Pope said in Regensburg ... even if he knew exactly what he was doing."

I would add that I am far more horrified by the endless Muslim-on-Muslim killing going on in Iraq than by anything the pontiff could possibly say.

According to United Nations estimates, an average of a hundred Iraqis are being killed every day, almost invariably by other Iraqis. And all too often, many of the victims are tortured to death.

When Israel killed a thousand Lebanese civilians in a month of senseless bombing, Muslims (and others with a conscience) around the world were rightly incensed. But approximately the same number of Muslims are being killed by other Muslims every 10 days in Iraq, and there is no protest anywhere.

Before the invasion of Iraq, when Saddam Hussein tortured and gassed his own people with impunity, I do not recall any Muslims condemning him publicly.

Applying these same double standards, when Nato forces accidentally kill Afghans, we are furious. But when the Taliban kill innocent Afghans in suicide bombings, and assassinate teachers for teaching girls, we look the other way.

This kind of moral inconsistency is reflected in the treatment non-Muslims generally get in Muslim countries.

For instance, while the 300,000 Iraqi Christians were treated as equal citizens in Saddam's secular regime, two-thirds of them have fled the increasingly-Islamic nature of the present government.

Saudi Arabia, while funding Wahabi mosques across the West, refuses to permit non-Muslims to build their places of worship on its soil.

I am often asked why Muslims in Pakistan get so worked up about Bosnia, Chechnya and Palestine.

I try and explain in terms of the ummah, and the feeling of connectedness between, say, Indonesian Muslims and Turkish Muslims. But I fear this is only a small part of the real answer.

The truth is that the problems we face in much of the Muslim world are often so intractable that we escape reality by looking abroad.

Matters like poverty, disease, political instability and institutional meltdown are too difficult to be tackled by the inefficient and corrupt elites much of the Muslim world is cursed with. To deflect blame, they fulminate against the West for its perceived anti-Islamic attitudes.

It is this mindless, knee-jerk anti-West sentiment that sustains the jihadi groups, and is now propelling us to a very real "clash of civilisations".

As Islam becomes more heavily-politicised, it is evoking a strong reaction in the West. More and more, the Muslims who have migrated to Europe and America, as well as their children, are being seen as a fifth column.

The sight of perpetually-angry Muslims from London to Lahore, marching with placards calling for the death of somebody or the other, is moving normally liberal people to anger.

For me, the really worrying part of the Pope's address was his demand for the subordination of reason to theology: "Modern scientific reason quite simply has to accept the rational structure of matter and the correspondence between our spirit and the prevailing rational structures of nature as a given, on which its methodology has to be based. Yet the question why this has to be so is a real question, and one which has to be remanded by the natural sciences to other modes and planes of thought; to philosophy and theology."

Sorry, but I'm not buying this. This is precisely why I don't think faith and reason can ever be reconciled.

Taken from TODAY Newspaper (Singapore) dated 27 September 2006

The writer is a columnist for Dawn, a widely-circulated English-language newspaper in Pakistan.

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Happy Birthday Mush!



Sometimes I sit and ponder
The idiosyncrasies of life
I often wonder if a world exists
Outside our space and time.

If we took a rocket ship
And flew across our moon
Perhaps we'd land on Jupiter
And find an alien or two.

Sometimes I sit and wonder
If a butterfly feels pain
When It breaks from it's cocoon
And takes to flight again.

Or is the stars that twinkle
So brightly in the sky
Just a dim reflection of
The galaxy that's floating by.

Does it take a lot of time
To learn the scheme of things
Or why our National Anthem
Is too high for us to sing.

Is it really funny when
A child falls on their butt
Why drinking too much coffee
Gives us such a rush.

But mostly, I just sit here
Twittling my thumbs
Because I know that writer's block
Isn't any fun.
Especially when it comes to wishing you
Happy Birthday!

Most excerpts from – Twisted Heart

Birthday Wishes and Hugs from Lars and Idah

Monday, September 25, 2006

Without Coffee on Monday

No coffee at the start of Monday morning is very much a sad affair..

APPROACH AT OWN RISK
By Ted Helt Jr.

A cup of coffee to start the day,
More civil and reserved.
A cup of coffee to face the race,
My sanity preserved.
My day begins quite early,
Much earlier than most.
Without my morning coffee,
I’d not make it to my post.
If you should chance upon me,
Before I’ve had my brew.
Don’t be alarmed if I should bite,
Upon your backside chew.
Tread softly should there be no Joe,
For my A.M. caffeine Fix.
I rely on it to calm my nerves,
And make me fit to mix.
You wouldn’t invade a Grizzly’s lair,
A wide berth he’d gain, from fear.
So please show me the same regard,
Until the coffee cart’s been here.

1st day of Ramadhan

Ramadhan is the month where heaven doors will be opened and hell gates closed. They didnt state anything about doors of several deadly sins to be open 24 hours a day...

I thought going to market, cooking, spring cleaning my room, stand in the kitchen making "roti jala" would be a breeze... it was the mother of all wrongs!!

If my feet, arms, tummy could speak, they would shout vulgarities at me, telling me to slow down, facts and common sense would say, our body is in shock, it needs time to adjust to this fast...

Ilhan made it worse by drinking cold water in front of me. FAINT!

I was so beat, I wondered how I could sit and stare at 100 Plus cold drink and "bandung" (concoction of rose syrup and evaporation milk) and not just guzzle the whole jug, but, yes I made it till 7pm on 1st day.

To all Muslims going through fasting during Ramadhan, Have a Blessed Month.

Friday, September 22, 2006

Ramadhan - Fasting Month

This is the part where I am to write about the religious obligations on fasting, and how one is to do it and etc.

Ramadhan to me, when I was a child, it was an excuse why there was no food on the table, we only eat once a day, and we thank Lord for filling our tummy and we look upon the rest of the world where food is scare.

As I grow up, and thinking starts to change, practicality and maturity kicks in, the part where you questions things or do as your Mum says, I wish I could say the latter, but, this is what made me the person I am today.

I started fasting only years ago, and there would be days when I would not fast, not because I am insulting religion or making fun of the idea of one person starving from sunrise till sunset, but more because I want to fast because I want to, not because someone wants me to.

The days I fast, would be the days I realise, how the hungry kids in some parts of the world must be feeling, and of my past, where you need to wait every 2 weeks to eat egg sandwich. It makes me feel humble, not to waste food, to look at people differently, and not to judge by the material things you own or see.

My present life, I can walk in to any restaurant today and have a fill of any meat, veg., a scrumptous meal, leave your half full plate and walk out being full, bloated and knowing I have just built calories, yet again and feel guilty about it

Let's see how many days I can manage to fast this year and know I am doing it with all my heart.

So, to all the Muslims out there, I wish all a Peaceful Ramadhan and God Bless!

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Odd Thomas - Dean Koontz

I have always been a fan of Dean Koontz, Odd Thomas captured me, and now, am waiting for 3rd series on Odd. Read it, it's worth the time. Odd Thomas, Forever Odd and coming soon Brother Odd.

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Odd Thomas
EXCERPT - CHAPTER 1

MY NAME IS ODD THOMAS, though in this age when fame is the altar at which most people worship, I am not sure why you should care who I am or that I exist.

I am not a celebrity. I am not the child of a celebrity. I have never been married to, never been abused by, and never provided a kidney for transplantation into any celebrity. Furthermore, I have no desire to be a celebrity.

In fact I am such a nonentity by the standards of our culture that People magazine not only will never feature a piece about me but might also reject my attempts to subscribe to their publication on the grounds that the black-hole gravity of my noncelebrity is powerful enough to suck their entire enterprise into oblivion.
I am twenty years old. To a world-wise adult, I am little more than a child. To any child, however, I'm old enough to be distrusted, to be excluded forever from the magical community of the short and beardless.

Consequently, a demographics expert might conclude that my sole audience is other young men and women currently adrift between their twentieth and twenty-first birthdays.

In truth, I have nothing to say to that narrow audience. In my experience, I don't care about most of the things that other twenty-year-old Americans care about. Except survival, of course.

I lead an unusual life. By this I do not mean that my life is better than yours. I'm sure that your life is filled with as much happiness, charm, wonder, and abiding fear as anyone could wish. Like me, you are human, after all, and we know what a joy and terror that is.

I mean only that my life is not typical. Peculiar things happen to me that don't happen to other people with regularity, if ever.

For example, I would never have written this memoir if I had not been commanded to do so by a four-hundred-pound man with six fingers on his left hand.
His name is P. Oswald Boone. Everyone calls him Little Ozzie because his father, Big Ozzie, is still alive.

Little Ozzie has a cat named Terrible Chester. He loves that cat. In fact, if Terrible Chester were to use up his ninth life under the wheels of a Peterbilt, I am afraid that Little Ozzie's big heart would not survive the loss. Personally, I do not have great affection for Terrible Chester because, for one thing, he has on several occasions peed on my shoes.

His reason for doing so, as explained by Ozzie, seems credible, but I am not convinced of his truthfulness. I mean to say that I am suspicious of Terrible Chester's veracity, not Ozzie's. Besides, I simply cannot fully trust a cat who claims to be fifty-eight years old. Although photographic evidence exists to support this claim, I persist in believing that it's bogus.

For reasons that will become obvious, this manuscript cannot be published during my lifetime, and my effort will not be repaid with royalties while I'm alive.

Little Ozzie suggests that I should leave my literary estate to the loving maintenance of Terrible Chester, who, according to him, will outlive all of us.

I will choose another charity. One that has not peed on me.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

36 signs you've been in Singapore too long

1. You've lost your sense of irony, sarcasm, and cynicism.

2. You don't know what's lame and what isn't anymore.

3. You think there's nothing wrong with putting chili sauce on everything you eat.

4. You wait for instructions from people in authority before doing anything. Always.

5. You join queues without knowing or caring what the queue is for.

6. You know what "queue" means!!

7. Your idea of a good night out consists of having dinner at a hawker centre,drinking beer,and then going to another hawker centre and eating again.

8. You've lost your ability to criticize people in higher positions than you, even if they're wrong.

9. You think it's okay to have only one meaningful choice on a ballot.

10. "Crossing the country" means taking the MRT to the end of the line.

11. You have a high tolerance for nagging.

12.Most or all of these acronyms make sense to you: NUS; NTU; ERP; SDU; PAP; MRT; LKY; GCT; PRC; TIBS; SBS; SMS; JB; JBJ; AMK; AYE; PIE; ECP; ISD; ISA; 5 C's; CPF; CHIJMES; SPG; CWO.

13. You use too many acronyms when you talk, or you create new ones.

14. You think that nothing makes a girl or guy more attractive than to dress exactly like hundreds of thousands of other girls and guys who all dress exactly like girls and guys in malls.

15. You think that S$100,000 [= US$ 57,000] is a reasonable price for a Toyota Corolla and S$1,000,000 is a reasonable price for a bungalow, but S$5 [= US$2.85] for a plate of fried noodles is a barbarous outrage.

16. You believe that not being able to get decent roti prata outside Singapore is enough to keep the best and the brightest people from leaving.

17. You see nothing wrong with forming committees of select elite people to deliberate and study ways to stimulate creativity and spontaneity.

18. You justify every argument with the phrase "in order for us to be competitive in the 21st century."

19. You think everything should be "topped up."

20. You see nothing unusual about an organization of trade unions spending more time owning and operating supermarkets, parks, drugstores, amusement nightclubs, and financial services than planning the next strike.

21. You believe that a lack of land is enough justification for the government to do what it wants.

22. You wear winter clothes indoors and summer clothes outdoors.

23. Durian and belachan no longer stink to you.

24. You like to have fun, but not too much fun, since you need to correctly gauge the amount of fun necessary to achieve the optimal result. Any more fun that that would bring shame to your family and your country.

25. You're not confused by a street naming system that locates streets like Clementi Road, Clementi Street, Clementi Crescent, Clementi Lane, Clementi Drive, Clementi Way, and Clementi Avenues 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7 all within walking distance of each other.

26. You get irritated if you don't see a sign telling you how long your wait's going to be for a bus, a train, or the expressway to take you where you want to go.

27. You're certain that Holland Village is for hippie bohemian artist types and not for overpaid yuppies.

28. When you cross the border into Malaysia, you automatically and deeply fear for your life and your wallet. Especially your wallet!!

29. No matter what you're doing at the moment, you'd rather be shopping.

30. No matter how miserable you may be here, you thank God you're not in Indonesia.

31. You're impressed by high-rise apartment buildings with actual lobbies instead of bare exposed pillars on the ground floor [such as are found in much government-built housing].

32. You forgot what chewing gum tastes like.

33. You're sure that the best way to change social behavior is through consistent and comprehensive government-sponsored campaigns that permeate as many aspects of daily life as possible. And when they don't work, you never speak of them again.

34. You agree that what the government thinks of your personal habits and lifestyle should determine whether you get a condo and how much you pay for it.

35. You've become a fan of either Arsenal, Manchester United, or Liverpool when you barely knew what soccer was before you came to Singapore. And you don't care that none of these teams are Singaporean!

36. You think a bus is incomplete without a TV.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Technology - Bring It On



Bring It On...

Have we wondered what technology has done for us, instead of sending text to each other, you have blogs to talk about your day, your lives, what you do, what your pet did and etc. I am trying to re-call the last conversation i had with a friend and to actually listen to her voice... hehehe. till my next journal, leave a message on my mobile, or messenger, yahoo or text me or, there's always email and blog.

Monday, September 18, 2006

Blogging

Blogging...

It's been a month, and i am still trying to understand the need to have a blog, and should i have one, writing my thougts, my daily "so-interesting-it-should-be-made-a-movie" kind of live here in Singapore and having a boyfriend far far away, in a town called Matane, right in Quebec, Canada.

Well, i'm here, i've done it and i'm typing... and so we will see then...

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

9/11



September 11 and what it means to me...

Ilhan's 2nd birthday while another part of the world is mourning for their loss 5 years ago... Cakes, sweets, food, kids... enough to make me run and hide in a closet for a day.