Nurul Izzah: Prolly, the next PM of Msia..so they say

Now Ballet is banned?.. what's next?

“Malaysia denies permit for a Singapore dance troupe to perform The Nutcracker and other ballet works due to concerns about “indecent” costumes, media in both countries reported.

Ballet costumes have always been “indecent”, in fact the world over. The lucidity and the gyrations of the dance is what makes ballet so unique, thus telling a story with music. Ballet is profound as a song is to its tune and have you ever wondered how long it takes a ballerina to perform ballet on stage even to a half filled auditorium?

Why the fuss?

They're many ballet schools and academies in Malaysia, so don’t you think theses academies should be banned too unless those learning ballet are doing it in Baju Melayu or Sarees or even in pajamas. I don't know. You tell me. 

In case your aren’t an ardent fan of the theater,- in Malaysia there aren’t much of those anyway but there are Malaysians who seek such entertainment. Me one of them. We aren't caveman you know! And in case you're still ignorant on this topic, how is it any theatrical play in “Melayu” is okay even with the use of "keris”, “parang" or even God forbid a tomahawk.

But ballet (from Singapore, in particular) is now banned due to their costume. Errr!! 

So, what should those ‘ballerinas’ wear on stage to perform ballet?  Arab Jubas and purdahs perhaps. Again, I don't know. You tell me.

As it is we have shows on TV censored and butchered killing the whole meaning of the movie and not forgetting no F words or any of that that signals to a verbal curse.

I do know in Malaysia, more movies are banned than screened. Else why am I still waiting to view movies like Schinder’s List or even Brokeback Mountain. Pity me..hmmmm!

At the rate of stuff we ban and not show or screen foreign plays and movies on our soil, it only makes sense we move and live in caves and watch our shadows dance on the cavern rock walls and be entertained.

Try for moment and ask...by banning all these shows and movies or even documentaries, will we become decent, or grow into a well-behaved society or a recipe to send us back into the jungle.

Hey! even jungle man(Tarzan) wears an underwear..not hanging from tree to tree naked but Tarzan the movie is shown. How aaagh??

BERSIH 3.0

HERE WE GO AGAIN - 

BERSIH 3.0

April 28, 2012

Husband and Wife - The Indian Potpourri..

Indian expatriates form a large group of the work force in Malaysia. They're many in my company and 99% of them are males. Once in a while we (Malaysians) receive wedding invitations from them. Supposedly, they're getting married and you can see the joy on their faces when they come around dispensing their invitations. These weddings are always in India and so are the brides but the guys are here in Malaysia. 

I'm not going to renegade on them or write anything ballistic this time around but whenever I get a wedding invitation from an Indian colleague I always ask myself - how is it this guy, who has been in Malaysia for almost a year, and who never socialises, is suddenly ready to tie the knot.

So, I got myself into a question and answer session with a colleague who recently got married and returned to work after a one-month long holiday.

Me : How's married life?

Indian with a gleam as wide as his face, "Very good, wonderrrful."

Me : So, does your misses like it here in Malaysia.

Indian gleams again : "Oh, she is in India."

Me  : "What!.. why?"

Indian : "She need to apply for passport, then prepare herself for the travel here to Malaysia."

Me : You mean, before you got married you never told her to get ready with the passport and the rest of the arrangements.

Indian, this time with a bigger gleam : "I only told her after the wedding."

I was rather surprised and asked vehemently, "You're working here in Malaysia, and you know she will need to travel with you to Malaysia, how come you never told her way before the marriage?"

Indian again with the never fading gleam : "I only talked to her for the first time after the wedding. Before that I have never seen her. Only her photo."

Errrr....You what? - that's what I said, not to him but to myself. 

In reality, the Indians claim without them, there would be no NASA, without them there would be no doctors and surgeons on the planet, without them half the world's work force would cripple - and here is an Indian (post graduate degree holder) saying he only saw, met and talked to his wife only after the wedding.  Go figure!

And yes, Indians today still practise and believe in marriages made and tailor -suited by their parents and not them.  

Earth Hour...

Today is Earth Hour Day.

So, please do your part and switch off 

all those electrical stuff for an hour.

We all know an hour does not constitute anything visible
to the environment but then it may in many ways safe your utility bills.

FACT : The last I paid my electric bill was like 730 days ago (2 years).

Half a century and counting ...

Well...well...well l!  what you know...am half a century old today. Ooo..lala.

50 isn't a good number for many men. But I like it. 

At 50, most men are "dead." Mentally, physically and sexually. No offence if you're 50 and don't look down on me like a vulture.

At 50, most men are almost bold, pot bellied, weigh an elephant, walk a sloth, snore like a rhino, body filled with cholesterol, can't see their toes standing up and most ogle at girls good enough to be their grand-daughters.

Lets see, I don't weigh an elephant, nope. I don't have a belly. I don't have a naked crown, least not yet. I hardly snore nowadays. I don't sway with an unbalanced weight when I walk or run. Yes! I run and yes I can beat a guy half my age. I'm no sloth - never. I consider girls lesser than half my age as dumb. So no point looking at fools. I can do a 6 km run with ease. 50 sit-ups no problem. Walk flights of steps without panting - I did Angkor Wat with ease and the best part is many say I look 39. Ding Dong!

What's the secret? Hmm...!

Congratulations me, can't believe I've survived 50 years on.

Wait..let me also tell what its been like travelling thru' 50 years of human existence.

It was no smooth sailing, not even a roller coaster ride. It was almost half hell and half dreaming of the unattainable and disappointments but I got here with loads of compassion, grit, wisdom, hardships, pain and not forgetting losing my only kid brother along the way which left me rather lonely. I still do miss my late brother dearly.

In a nutshell, reminiscing all the yesteryears, it hasn't been really all good. Hmm no way. Hardships easily outweigh everything else I have seen and encountered. Six out of seven days in a week have gone horribly wrong for me like a million times. At times gone to bed hungry, penniless and worst the hard cement being my bed. 

And there have been I agree a fair share of good times, good friends, good food, good traveling and above all a decent paying job.

However the later years showed and guided me to a somewhat easy ride towards where I'm now. And I'm relishing all those time I got here. I've come a long way to know the good, the bad and the ugly. 

Now the other part - I've something like 25 to 30 years to look forward to, that is if I don't die from a sudden cardiac arrest or any terminal illness.

Many men never make it past 45 and here I'm on the 50 dot trudging and blogging away. Kudos to me!

Self appraisal is a good thing when you reach 50.  :-)

Think what you may, I really don't care. I'm only passing thru' my time in existence. 

The Kina > then RM ?? hahahahaha

Look closely at the above exchange rates (March 22, 2012) - especially the Kina- Papua New Guinea. 

Now the Kina is worth more than RM.

We are surely heading for DOOM.