May 28, 2013

My tactful Genevieve

My 2years old plus Daddy's gal was playing and running around mischievously.

Her grandma, my mom caught hold of her and brought her to a pause.

As Genevieve was struggling around on her grandma's lap, she popped a question, hoping to test any favoritism in me.

Since preconception,I had already told my mom that I prefer daughter rather than son.
I don't mean it though.
Just wanna overthrow my mom's conservative notion of preference for male children.

She asked: Genevieve, daddy sayang who the most?

I sat opposite to them.
Both of their eyes looked at me.

My mom's eyes briefly wander back to Genevieve 's face just to see her expression.
She appeared shy and after 5mins of sheepish smirk, she answered:

"MUMMY!! "

Wifey was over the moon hearing that.

May 26, 2013

Assignment of Life

“When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.”
― John Lennon

May 11, 2013

Happy Mothers' Day!!

the mother of my mother, 
the mother of the mother of the mother to my children,  
my mother, 
the mother to the mother to my children 
the mother to my children 
and all Mothers all around the world and galaxy...
Happy Mothers' Day!!!

May God bless your soul wherever you are...

May 9, 2013

For GE14: Talk to elders

I wore black on Monday, but I mourned more than the death of Malaysian democracy.
I was following the new leader's fashionwear. 

Photo: Black is sexy!

Aside from Bangla, Black outs and Ballot boxes magic (3Bs), I'm sure the Blue Front would have win the simple majority in the election. 

Photo: Only God have the answers?

RPK mentioned it was the expected. Well, if he had written this article before the election and it came true after it, then it would be more credible. Now it sounds like a whole lot of smart bloated hot-air bullshit. 

Many said it was the rural votes overwhelming the urban votes, together with the well-placed and unchangeable gerrymandering. 

Photo: This is why BN won! 
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But without two-third majority rule in Parliament, it is unlikely for the re-drawing of the boundaries to eliminate gerrymandering. 

I spoken to my family and relatives about the election. 
By right, I didn't speak to them, they took the initiative to speak to me. 

Their opening question is very straightforward and blunt. 
"So, who you're voting for?"

And further discussion will lead to few conclusions of their opinions 
1. They still think government servant will vote for The Blue Front being the government. 
2. The Blue Front is rich and the other Colors are just poor people. 
3. If the Blue Front lose, the whole country will go into Chaos. Fights, economic downturns, total Doomday.
4. What is in the radio, mainstream paper and TV is the truth, whole truth and nothing but truth.

Hey, this is coming from Penangites, semi-urban population with so many Ubah seminars.

I guess Red Front did win because of the growing wisdom of Penangites, but they win bigger because of the rising Branding and concert-like gathering of Red Front without real enlightenment. 

They labelled Blue Front as evil & devil and voted against it. 
In their mind, it is as simple as that. 

Simple, but dangerous. 

Extremely lethal and dangerous because 
1. There are devils, too, in Red Front. 
2. Blue Front have hardworking honest people,too and should be taken in as the check-and-balance opposition. 
3. They are becoming as blind as the blind Blue Front supporters. 

So, what really went wrong? And how can that help in GE14?

I think the real problem is lack of communication between the older generations in the kampongs and the new generations in the city. 

The kampongs lack internet and the people or retiree there wouldn't be Facebook-savvy or Whatsapp-savvy like those younger generations. 

And they have been blinded all this time since the period of Mahathirism. 

I had personally seen the banner in the entrance of one of the kampongs. 

It is not an election banner. 
It sounds more like a warning banner. 

"Ini Kampong BN, Parti Lain DILARANG MASUK". 

If the opposition supporters dare to step into the kampong, they may need heavy armor or bulletproof vest. 

But the children of the parents in the kampong have nothing to fear and can go in as they like. 

The parents will never listen to any stranger, even if he is a big shot politician from the opposition front. 
If only the children will go back to their own kampong regularly and tell them the truth in online media.... 
If only the children will call them more often and update regarding what is happening in the country... 
If only the children can tell them over and over and over that the country's wealth belongs to the people and not the governing party... 
If only the children can show them the videos of what really happening and how the local media spins them...
... despite the gerry-mandering, the Banglas, the Blackouts and the Ballot Box Magic, it isn't hard for the District A,B,C to turn YELLOW.

Photo: This is why BN won! 
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The only caveat is not everything online is verified to be true. 

Question 2: So do we take to the streets and take to the court for all the inconsistencies in the election? 

Answer: If it is against the law, should you just keep quiet and accept them blindly?
It may not change the final outcome, but we shouldn't accept what is wrong. 

May 7, 2013


Fond memories during secondary school came back to me.

It was a time when studying supposed to be the primary thing to do, yet lots of other activities took precedent.

Frankly-speaking, I was over-obsessed with extra-cocurricular activities.
For the few clubs which I had passion to serve and lead, there are one or two clubs which the teacher-in-charge forced it down the throat for me.

From managing the administrative and public relation of the people in the clubs and organisations, I grew more knowledge and experience in handling certain situations. But, most of the time, it is just sorting out who are the babies who needed much babysitting and who are the adult who mature and rise up to the occasion.

Together with my other awesome schoolmates, we organized and led the members by setting up good systematic schedule of activities and their respective responsibilities. As secondary school students, it is pretty obvious, having responsibilities and managing those responsibilities well is part and parcel of growing up.

In the Board of Librarians, we are divided into different teams where we would go on duty on each day and if there are shortage, initiative will be taken to ask for coverage from other teams where there are abundance.

It worked pretty well because the stringent admission interview to the Board, looking for only a simple sense of responsibility and insight.
At that point, we had a strong team of around 40-50 librarians.

Leaders are neither babysitters nor dictators.

Babies belong at home, not at workplace - it is pretty clear.
All the crying and urine bowel

Dictators belong to the gas chamber, not at workplace - because it will kill off the essence of teamwork.

Teamwork is a simple thing that most adults should know and cultivate, especially if those are the same cohorts who are supposed to be trained to be specialists.

Unfortunately, this simple beautiful value failed to be cultivated by some people, possibly due to (let me quote my professor) misspent youth.

There was a not-very-recent spat between colleagues where one refused to be equally rostered into operation theatre duties. The colleague quoted "If you do not wish to operate, don't be an effing gynaecologist."
Pardon the vulgarity, but it does sound logical.

Then, there was this recent spat (unknown to many) where another refused to be equally rostered for weekend ward rounds. It is a pain or nuisance, sometimes to work in weekends, yet it is part and parcel of the duty.

It really baffles me.
If one is interested and have passion in that field, why would you trying your best to escape from the thing that you love?

It is like you found the girl that you love and then trying your best to avoid her.

Maybe you don't really love her.
You can't rise up to the occasion.
You can't really love her as a whole.
Maybe you just want her as trophy wife/gf or her money.
Maybe, just maybe.

Point to ponder, really.

I guess sometimes, aging can have deleterious effect on people.
As some people ages, they returned to their infancy.

It came sooner, rather than later for some people.

May 6, 2013

We can learn to VOTE again!!


Right from the start, you were a thief,
You stole my heart and
I your willing victim
I let you see the parts of me
That weren't all that pretty.
And with every touch
You fixed them.
Now, you've been talking in your sleep
Oh oh, things you never say to ME
Oh oh, tell me that you've had enough
Of our vote, our vote.

Just give me a reason,
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second, we're not broken
Just bent and we can learn to VOTE again.
it's in the stars,
It's been written in the scars on our hearts
We're NOT broken
Just bent and we can learn to vote again.

I'm sorry I don't understand where
All of this is coming from.
I thought that we were fine,
(Oh, we had everything)
Your head is running wild again
My dear, WE still have everything
And it's all in your MIND.
(Yeah, but this is happenin')
You've been having real bad dreams
Oh oh, you use to lie so close to me
Oh oh, there's nothing more than empty sheets
Between our vote, our vote
Ooooh, our vote, our vote.

Just give me a reason,
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second, we're not broken
Just bent and we can learn to VOTE again.
I never stopped
It's still written in the scars on my heart
You're NOT broken
Just bent and we can learn to vote again.

Oh, corrupts and waste
I'll fix it for us
We're collecting sins,
But our vote's enough.
You're holding it in,
You're pouring a drink
No, nothing is as bad as it seems.
We'll come clean!

Just give me a reason,
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second, we're not broken
Just bent and we can learn to VOTE again.
It's in the stars
It's still written in the scars on our hearts
That We're NOT broken
Just bent and we can learn to vote again.

Just give me a reason,
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second, we're not broken
Just bent and we can learn to LOVE again.
Oh, it's in the stars
It's still written in the scars on our hearts
That We're NOT broken
Just bent and we can learn to love again.

Ooh, we can learn to vote again
Ooh, we can learn to vote again
Oh, that we're not broken
Just bent and we can learn to vote again

May 1, 2013

Junior's milestones!

First time celebrating birthday at school...
It's great to see his 1malaysia schoolmates

Family photo. Great shot by the class teacher, Miss Tan.

Cute and friendly Miss Tan, Aedan's beloved class teacher

Anxious parents waiting for children to go on stage.
Surprisingly, I am the only guy there.

My boy paying attention to the MC on stage

Aedan is first on the list!! His story: 司馬光
Chinese Folktale: Sima Guang Broke the Vat

Group photos for the leading preschool tukang karut,
teachers and KungFu 校长*

Sharing present and trophy with sister.
Genevieve exclaimed that her brother won the 'Cat' trophy.
The trophy does look like having two pointy sharp cat ears.

Kembang moments!!

Unwrapping present is like courtship
- full of joy, anticipation and curiosity

*Snippets of school life...

Aedan: Mummy, you know our school have KungFu 校长...
Wifey: Really? (=,=") He teaches Kungfu?
Aedan: No lar... People just called her Kung Fu 校长...

Later we found out, it was not Kung Fu 校长 but Kung 副校长...

P.S. Special thanks for my colleagues who agree to change call with me without hesitation and those who covered my ward in my absence. Deepest gratitude to you all for making my presence to my junior's milestone a reality. Thanks!!