Merdeka spirit : )

tomorrow ( 31st august 2010), our country's 53rd year of independence. i love Malaysia (seriously i do!!) so i decided to write a few reason on why i love my Malaysia. yea la, alang2 dah abis office work (oh so rajin!!) and innocently waiting for boss to come so that he can give me more work and HOPEFULLY half day off since it's Merdeka tomorrow :P

So here it goes :-
1.Malaysian patriotic songs are cool!! i LOVE singing them esp Jalur Gemilang, Bahtera Merdeka, Dirgahayu oh Tanahairku and the all time fav Keranamu Malaysia. i get all emo-fied while singing these songs. And i'm proud to say i stand up no matter where i am when Negaraku is playing :)

2.This country is pretty peaceful if compared to most of the other countries.

3.FOOD!! :) thank God that because of our multicultural society, we have loads of delicious food to devour. the most popular concept i believe is mamak, where everyone regardless of race and financial status love to hang out till wee hours of the morning eating roti canai and sipping hot Teh Tarik. and we also have various Nasi Kandar outlets for the ever-hungry-Malaysians. It's not a rare occurrence seeing a Chinese man eating banana leaf rice with his hand, indian style.and that is something i find truly unique.

4.beautiful places. we have Pulau Sipadan, one of the world's top diving site. My personal favs are Pulau Tioman, Desaru, Gunung Ledang waterfall, Langkawi and Cameron Highlands.

5.multi racial society. everyone here gels so well with other regardless of race and religion. I'm proud to say i have friends from almost all races and we have absolutely no problem communicating and all. even the Merdeka ads we see on the telly every year will always have Malay, Chinese and Indians togather :)

anyway, i came across this post somewhere, just wana share it, no offense to anyone..
this is what a reader commented when asked why he loved Malaysia.

I love malaysia because I scored 10As and still can’t study the field i want.
I love malaysia because the political analysts bomb girls.
I love Malaysia because the criminals stuffs brinjal in a young girl and the police too busy setting roadblocks and drink coffee.
I love Malaysia for the rape of my daughter in the training camp.
I love Malaysia because our politicians want to soak our blood in Keris.
I love Malaysia because while i can’t study they wanna launch a spaceman which costs 100million.
I love Malaysia because even I love Malaysia i cannot talk about my government’s rape on this land wrong doings or they will lock me up.
I love Malaysia because UMNO says I must.
I love Malaysia who uses my tax to fund people who are not capable.
I love Malaysia evethough the country does not love me.
I love Malaysia just as much as Namewee does.
I only said all this because I love you Malaysia. God Bless You !!

Hmmm..

1st paycheck!!!!!!!!!

so yesterday Ashvini came to my working desk to ask me to put my signature on something. wen i saw what it was, i literally started jumping!! MY FIRST PAYCHECK!!!  I couldn't stop smiling the whole day, felt so proud of myself,haha. It's my 1st job, and that is why I'm super excited. This is the 3rd proudest moment in my life. 1st is winning MAYA :) 2nd is-- private and confidential but seriously, I'm so proud of that :)
 
To M, if it wasn't for you, all this would not have been possible. Thank you so much for everything. Thank you for the times you nagged me to start being independent, more matured and more responsible. I hate to admit that you are right most of the time, that is why i always argue :p But seriously, i see slight changes in myself in terms of attitude, and it's all because of you. Thank you for being my constant motivator. And for constantly motivating me to achieve greater things in life. I promise that I'll do my level best to be a better person and achieve greater things in life :) And please continue nagging and lecturing me, i love it :p

Who to blame??

The latest case my firm is handling involves a summon submitted for mention in the Session Court. Interesting because it's the first time I'm doing summon case for accident since i started work. Also because the accident happened like 300meters from where i stay.

Poor Chinese man was riding his bike it seems and tiba2 kena knock down by a car and he didn't survive the accident :/ such a pity considering the fact that he was merely 36years old and he has a 9 year old daughter. So pitiful na.. 

Speaking about the place where the said accident occurred, it's at Jalan Ipoh 3 1/2 mile beside ESSO. that tempat is like a hotspot for accidents. The reason is because traffic comes from three different directions to that poor road all at the SAME time. bayangkan la. its like d fella on the left who wants to go to the far right will do some typical-malaysian-driver stunts and vice versa . and the cars there always banyak. so u can imagine how chaotic the situation can get.

My sis pun accident there last month. This Suzuki Swift came from nowhere and was speeding samo, then tak sempat nak brake so langgar my sister's car. Trauma my sis after that. And the poor car was quite damaged. 

The question here is, I BET this is not the only road that is quite dangerous. So why aren't the respective authorities playing their part to solve this problem? Too many precious lives have gone just like that. I think its high time for some effective measures to be implemented to solve this worrying issue.

BRA-vo :P

was browsing through the July issue of Cleo (im super backdated, i know!! blame it on fb addiction :P).. and so i came across this very pelik piece of article lah..
here is what it says..

In Hong Kong, you can get a degree in Bra Studies from the Hong Kong Polytechnic University where you learn how to design and build a bra. Known as the Bachelor of Arts in Intimate Apparel, the course also includes factory visits, access to a library of intimate fashion products and a compulsory subject on Health Science for Intimate Apparel. Students can even get to exhibit their designs at the ACE Style Institute of Intimate Apparel. BRA-vo!

HAHAHAHA!! i tak caye so i just googled it la. memang sah betul!! click here to read more about the Bach. program.
Anyone interested??? :P 

Raksha Bandhan

tomorrow (24th August 2010) is Raksha Bandhan day. 
for those who have no idea what that means, Raksha Bandhan or more often called as Rakhi in the Punjabi community, is a celebration of the chaste bond of love between a brother and a sister. On this day,the sister will tie a holy thread  around the wrist of her brother. It's like a bond of protection that pulsates with sisterly love and sentiments. 

This is usually celebrated by Hindus but a lot of Punjabi ppl celebrate it too nowadays. Nothing to do with religion but more about showing love and strengthening the bond between the bro and sis. Now even the rakhi has become a victim to the fashion revolution,haha, u can find all the gempak2 rakhis out there.

As for me, i have never celebrated Raksha Bandhan as i don't have any brothers but i always take the effort to wish some important people in my life, like my Hanil,Paldip,Jiju and all. Not my real brothers but i love them a lot ;)
Kinda miss having a big bro sometimes.. I bet he would be so protective over his lil sister and belasah any guy who tries to be funny with her (i likeee!!) :P

To all my brothers esp those mentioned above and also to my beloved cousin brothers, Happy Raksha Bandhan :)

p/s- Tips to the gals out there, if you wana shoo away any guy whoz after you, just wish him Happy Raksha Bandhan, im sure he will get the message :P

sister tying rakhi for her brother (in a Sikh family)

 

Work :)

finally after much persuasion from neashy, i started working.. well, neashy da great says working will make me 1.more matured 2. value money more 3.more responsible.. hate it when he is right :p

anyway, i'm working in a legal firm now, Lope and Nathan. started work on Wednesday. My job is basically to do the litigation work. *litigation means lawsuit or related to court matters eg divorce cases, debt collection, will, property* so far, work is AWESOME!! :) I've always had interest in law so this job is damn cool. When i have not much work to do, I usually head to the bookshelves and grab a few law related books. at the moment, i'm reading a book about Criminal Procedures in Malaysia.. nice nice nice :)

1st time in my life i'm working *clinical placement for diploma not counted okay* so i'm quite excited, i can finally buy the Levi's skinny fit jeans i've been eying on for ages!! plus i can save some cash for my degree.. i'm so proud of myself :P
Office is huge, Lope and Nathan occupies half of the 25th floor of Wisma Tun Sambanthan. and i have my own desk and phone and all, haha, uber cool.. the only thing i dislike is the fact that it's freaking cold in the office, i mean like really i-can-shiver-to-death kind of cold.
Other than that, they staff and lawyers here are pretty nice people ;) they are willing to guide me and all despite the fact that i have absolutely no experience doing litigation work. 
btw, they made a perfect choice by hiring me :p oh yeah!!
*I LOVE MY JOB :)*

The irreplaceable void PART 3

Time passes by very quickly, and soon another year has passed. It's winter, and its Christmas time. Everywhere the Christmas spirit is in every passer by.. Christmas carols and frantic shoppers.. but alas, my son got into another trouble. When I was about to knock of from the day's work, the post office called. Due to the peak season, the postmaster was also on an edgy mood. He called to tell me that my son has attempted to post several letters with no addressee. Although I did make a promise never to hit my son again, I couldn't help but to hit him as i felt that this child of mine is really beyond control. Once again, as before, he apologized, 'I'm sorry, Dad.' and no additional reason to explain. I pushed him towards a corner, went over to the post office to collect the letters without the addressee and came home, and angrily questioned my son on his prank, during the time of the year. His answer, amidst his sobbing, was: The letters were for mummy. My eyes grew teary, but I tried to control my emotions and continued to ask him : "But why did you post so many letters, at one time?" My son's reply was: "I have been writing to mummy for a long time, but each time I reach out for the post box, it was too high for me, hence I was not able to post the letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach it and so I sent it all at once..." After hearing this, I was lost. Lost at not knowing what to do, what to say.. I told my son, "Son, mummy is in heaven, so in future, if you have anything to tell her, just read the letter and it will reach mummy. My son, on hearing this, was much pacified and calm, and soon after, he was sleeping soundly. On promising that I will read the letters on his behalf, I brought the letters outside and started reading. And one of the letters broke my heart...

The irreplaceable void PART 2

A year has passed since the episode ; I have tried, in this period, to focus on giving him both the love of his dad and mum, and to attend to most of his needs. And soon, he is turning seven, and will be graduating from kindergarten. Fortunately, the incident did not leave a lasting impression on his childhood memories and he is still happily growing up. However, not so long ago, I hit my boy again, with much regret. This time, his kindergarten teacher called, informing me of my son's absence from school. I took off early from work and went home, expecting him to explain. But he wasn't to be found, so I went around our house, calling out his name and eventually found him outside a stationary shop, happily playing computer games. I was fuming, brought him home and whacked the hell out of him. He did not retaliate, except to say, "I'm sorry Dad." But after much probing, I realized that it was a 'Talent Show' organized by his school and the invite is for every student's mummy. And that was the reason for his absence as he has no mummy...

Few days after the caning, my son came home to tell me, the kindergarten has recently taught him how to read and write. Since then, he has kept to himself and stayed in his room to practice his writing, which I am sure would make my wife proud, if she was still around cuz he makes me proud too!!


Part 3 and 4 coming soon ... ;) 

The irreplaceable void..

PART 1

Four years ago, an accident took my beloved wife away and very often I wonder, how does my wife feel right now? She must be feeling extremely sad for leaving a husband who is incapable of taking care of the house and kids cuz that is the exact feeling that i have, as I feel that I have failed to provide for the physical and emotional needs of my child, and failed to be the mum and dad for my child. There was one particular day, when I had an emergency at work. Hence, I had to leave home whilst my child was still sleeping. So thinking that there were stil rice leftovers, I hastily cooked an egg and left after informing my sleepy child.


With the double roles, I am often exhausted at work as well as when I am home.So after a long day, I came home, totally drained of all my energy. So with just a brief hug and kiss for my child, I went straight into the room, skipping dinner. However, when i jumped into my bed with the intention of just having a well deserved sleep, all i heard and felt was broken porcelain and warm liquid! I flipped open my blanket, and there lies the source of the 'problem'... a broken bowl with instant noodles and a mess on the bed sheet and blanket! Boy, was i mad! I was so furious that i took a clothes hanger, charged straight at my child who was happily playing with his toy, and gave him a good spanking! He merely cried but not asking for mercy, except a short explanation : "Dad, i was hungry and there wasn't any leftover rice. But you were not back yet, hence I wanted to cook some instant noodles. But remembered you reminding me not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence i turned on the shower and used the hot water from the bathroom to cook the noodles. One is for you and the other is for me. However, I was afraid that the noodles will turn cold, so I hid it under the blanket to keep it warm till you return. But I forgot to remind you cuz I was playing with my toys... I am sorry Dad.. "


At that moment, tears were starting to run down my cheeks.. but I didn't want my son to see his dad crying so I dashed into the bathroom and cried with the showerhead on to mask my cries. After that episode, I went towards my son to give him a tight hug and apply medication on him, while coaxing him to sleep. Then, it was to me to clear up the mess on the bed. When everything was done and well pass midnight, I passed my son's room, and saw that he was still crying, not from the pain on his little buttock, but from looking at the photograph of his beloved mummy.

Karma is a bitch

watched Manmadhan yesterday.. finally.. nice movie, sumthin diff.. But i wished i didnt watch it, having sleepless nights cuz of it.. And i guess i know why.. 

Baby Mania!!

i wanna have a baby!! haha, i've been having this super strange urge for a while now, more so after i saw d video clip of "meri duniya tu hi re" from heyy baby.. omg, dat baby girl is effin cute!! and as always i'll go awwwww whenever i pass by any shop selling baby stuff esp baby shoes... 
i noe its a big responsibility, being a mum n all, and frankly speaking i'm not ready for it (i cnt even take care of myself properly yet) haha.. but still.. i bet being a mom is the greatest feeling in the world.. :)  i just hope my kids wont be like me when i was a baby :P mum had a hard time with me, haha.. i used to cry day and night :P

anyway, here are a few baby related pics :)

 this is baby angel :) i wannnn my baby to look like her..

 alolololoolo, so damn adorable!!!

 baby nursery

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baby shoes :)

 omg!! heels for babies!! i didn't even noe they existed :O