Preamble I’ve been saving this draft I wrote long ago towards the end of my fourth year of med school, uncertain if I should share it. Was worried that I’d get in trouble for sharing something like that. It’s probably unlikely, given that I’m not sharing any identifiable information about the patient or the personnel taking care of the patient. Plus, it’s been so long ago… I doubt anyone other than myself remembered this incident. I’ve considered deleting it and just move on, but some things are hard to let go, and this is one of them. Sharing it now…
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Many people I know or just strangers I’ve spoken to talked about their discontent of this country, and expressed wishes to leave the country for a better life elsewhere. Whilst I can understand that sentiment, I think there are other options to react to the feeling of dissatisfaction and to have a better life here without having to leave the country. Instead of complaining and whining about everything that’s wrong with this country, why not do something about it? Yes there are things that we have no control over, and we can’t change everything overnight or hope to see results…
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Tonight my people congregated at the stadium to make their voices heard. All we want, is a cleaner fairer election. All we want, is for them to not treat us like damn fools, not use that racist slur to divide the people. A little respect from them would be nice. Tonight my heart swells with pride, because their dirty tricks didn’t work on many of us, and I still see hope for my country, despite everything. Democracy doesn’t happen overnight, it’s a long and hard fight, but at least we’re not alone. Photos taken by my friend who was there…
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Vote for me, he saysIf you don’t, the country will go to the wrong peopleThere’ll be hudud lawYou won’t have the freedom you enjoy nowEconomy will declineEverything will go wrongIf you don’t vote for meVote wiselyVote for Malaysia And I sit here, wonderingWhen is he going to tell meWhat will happen if I vote for him
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Taking a moment to jot some thoughts. What has the world come to these days? Bombing one day, shoot-out another, people dropped dead like flies, bad guys doing bad deeds then running away, but the good guys won’t stop chasing, and they will keep at it until someone is down down down. Could be the real bad guys, could be scapegoats. Who knows, who cares. People needed to know that the monsters who did the heinous deed get what they deserved; whether the authority got the right targets is less important. At least that’s what it seemed on the outset……
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We were all so excited, talking about what we’d do when we get up there, how we’re going to conquer all odds and get up there no matter what, making sure we have enough snacks to fuel us the entire hike, wondering if any of us would get altitude sickness, and making sure if we needed the meds one of us would have it. The highlight of the trip was supposed to be the Mount Kinabalu climb. We were going to get up there, watch the sunrise, be surrounded by nature’s awesomeness, and take lots of photos. Alas, the weather…
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To many, running a marathon is probably no big deal. But to me, it’s no small feat. My memories of childhood consists more of seeing the doctor for coughs, colds, asthmas (albeit only mild ones) and almost nothing on being active in any sports. The only memories that were sports-related were the many times when I broke my glasses playing basketball. Even then, I wasn’t really playing- all I remembered was everyone fighting over the ball and the next thing I knew I felt it smashed into my face and my glasses either broke into half or went out of…
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It’s always just someone else’s story, stories you only read on the news- until one day it happens to you. Got to come to one’s senses and realize that things like kidnapping, rape, or robbery, are real; and it happens around us all the time. Every day. Heck, it could very well be you or me, if we’re unlucky enough. Be careful when you go out, friends! Here’s the story about the girl who had a close encounter the other day at The Curve: https://www.facebook.com/notes/chin-xin-ci/30-hours-ago-i-escaped-from-being-kidnapped/10150980821959859
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It was on the front page of newspaper (Sin Chew) today, about a Malaysian girl from Sabah who became famous because of her video of her art work posted on YouTube. Out of curiosity I checked out the video to see what the big hoo-hah was all about. As it turns out, I wasn’t disappointed- it was great. A red portrait painting of Yao Ming, using a basketball. Check it out! I guess I can understand why it’s on the front page of the newspaper. Malaysia and her people, are proud of the girl and her talent, and when the…