tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52589211679774327032011-11-27T16:37:49.918-08:00Melodramatic is my life. Like watching an intense Indian movie, my life revolves around my small sighted world. Sometimes, my sight grows many folds just by waking up. I either grow-up with extended vision or continue my journey like it's a comedy without sequels. This is my life. I say what I see. I don't care if people can see what I see, because it’s my world and it’s my mind, so it’s my movie...FYMAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14120037861417789808noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5258921167977432703.post-35465276535526341512008-12-14T20:48:00.000-08:002008-12-14T21:25:48.520-08:00

16 Dec 2008; Kuala Lumpur On Dec 11, 2008 I took a small journey to the furthest North, to Perlis.  The long 6 hours journey from Kuala Lumpur to Kangar was symbolic to me as it was a start of me coming home to my senses.  Hours of driving and joking along the way, failed to hide the longing feeling that I have for my  late beloved brother’s children and his widow, who moved there in 2004. Much

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"This religion recognizes all men as brothers. It accepts all human beings as equals before God, and as equal members in the Human Family of Mankind. I totally reject Elijah Muhammad's racist philosophy, which he has labeled 'Islam' only to fool and misuse gullible people as he fooled and misused me. But I blame only myself, and no one else for the fool that I was, and the harm that my

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It has been too long since I wrote...anything. I just completed a piece below, where I have shared my feelings and confusions about my own race, which I think reflects my internal conflicts. Nevertheless, I hope I still have what it takes to write and even in its rustiness, the message that I try to share is comprehensible. I hope I can still push my readers' thinking boundaries so that what I

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"I did not know what to make of this people. Their carelessness seemed to me a matter for both admiration and contempt. But I always regretted the Malays of my imagination...And I had found only this little placid and polite men. They had destroyed my illusion..."The Soul of Malaya by Henri FauconnierI was taken aback when reading about the Malays described by Fauconnier, a French who lived in

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