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There is a saying that says something about the decision to have a child is a serious one for it's to decide forever to have your heart walking outside your body.Some of you know why we named her Faith.She's my daily reminder of what Faith means but I must admit my little angel can test my faith quite a bit too as she can be really stubborn....think it's from her mom's side.In a tropic climate like ours she can give you all four seasons in one day for her mood can change without any warning....also from her mom's side.
Every morning before I leave for work,she'll walk out of the room clutching her smelly bolster,pacifier in the mouth and wish me "Good Morning Papa" in a voice that sounds like a cricket talking.It just makes my day!
I spend a lot of time playing with Luke,but like all fathers....daughters always have a special place in your heart.
(as of 10pm yesterday)
Within the Malaysian landscape, how do you feel?
Not safe 97%
Not sure 2%
What makes you feel that way?
Reading crime news 36%
Family member has been a victim 63%
Not sure 1%
What's the level of safety of Malaysian citizens?
Still guaranteed 3%
Not guaranteed 95%
Not sure 2%
The government has taken all measures necessary to ensure the safety of citizens is at the highest level.
Not sure 4%
Crime is a global issue and Malaysia is not the only country bogged down by it.
Not sure 4%
It's sad for them to not realize, but it's even more appalling to be ignorant as a journalist to the subject that they are investigating. Professionally, it's shameful. Morally, it's downright evil. But as Martin says, we are reminded daily and constantly that we should 'forgive those who has sin against us'. So I too join the many Catholics to forgive our friends from Al Islam who has ignorantly disregard the sensitivities of our fellow brethrens. In the process, I hope that they will realize that it's not as easy to get baptized as they assume that we can keep doing on a weekly basis, for adults. RCIA is a one year program. Just like how my wife has to go through to ensure that she is absolutely convinced that she would wants to be a Christian in her own accord and accompanying her on that journey made me realize how much more that I have forgotten or just didn't know.
If you want to find out more on the process, there's some interesting notes in Wikipedia here. There are more everywhere in the internet. My wife even had to fill in the form to acknowledge that her parents knows that she is committing to Christianity. She was buddhist, by the way, just in case, certain quarters are inclined to assume with some wild imagination. Bottomline is that, it's not easy for anyone to step in and holler "Yes, Amen" and splash yourself with water and that's it, you're a Christian - of which, I'm sure that those journalists found out that day. The point is, you need stoop so low, just ask and we will be more than happy to tell you. I pray that the Body of Christ that they consume and spat out would grant them the answers that they so wholeheartedly seek, so much that they are wiling to risk their eternity to find out.
An Open Letter to a Muslim Journalist “Spy”
I just read that recently you and a friend visited one of the churches that I belong to. I was surprised that you had to do it in disguise. You should have told the Catholic community there that you were coming and we would have given you a grand welcome.
Such was the experience of the MP for Shah Alam, Khalid Abdul Samad from Pas, who was even given a standing ovation when he visited and had a dialogue with the parishioners of the Church of the Divine Mercy in Shah Alam last year.
Some time back I was attending a Mass (Catholic worship) in a Catholic church in Petaling Jaya and was very moved by the presence of a group of Muslim students together with their Muslim professor who had taken them there as part of their “exposure programme”. None of them were converted.
You see we are not an underground church nor do we function in a clandestine manner. Our hearts are on the holy and not on the hideous. We even pray for Najib the PM, though I feel we do not pray enough for the Opposition. We also pray for people like you who do more harm than good to the name of your religion of peace, tolerance and compassion.
Months from today, a little baby is going to be born without his or her father. I hope by then, there will be some answers to this 'mystery'. My heart goes out to his family and his fiancee. Almost all, in blogosphere, are calling out for justice and truth, from both sides of the political divide. Whether or not, he is a chinese, taoist or from Pakatan Rakyat is of no importance. What's important today is that he is someone's son, brother, husband, father. No matter what the truth is or found out later, in honour of his memory, I do hope that everyone in authority realize and understand that all of us have a responsibility, towards the life that is in our care. In this case, MACC must have the courtesy to not only give him food and water when he is assisting an investigation, but also ensure his safety should he be required to extend his time beyond what is reasonable. If our children goes to school to study and is told that he/she needs to stay back for some extra activities by the school, who should be responsible for the safety of our child? What of the collapsed building in Sec 14, who's responsible for the deaths of the workers? I think this is a delicate question but a pertinent one, at this time. It's like in our own home, we are responsible to ensure that safety comes first in our home, for the safety of our kids and visitors to our home, especially so that we are staying in a high rise. No matter how safe we could make it, there's nothing full proof. I'm sure all of us understand that. Even so, we still need to ensure that we do our best possible. I think we all have the right to know, if MACC did all that is possible to ensure the safety of their witness when he is under their care, in their premises?
The Talent, Tragedy, and the Triumph
By Martin Jalleh
You brought back magic into music, leaving an indelible imprint. You gave dance an indescribable grace and showed impeccable mastery of movement.
You merged music and video and brought about a MTV generation. You magnificently and incredibly blended and bridged arena rock, soul and pop.
You moved the world’s conscience with your humanitarian spirit and inspired us with your clarion call to care for the hungry, homeless, HIV/AIDS victims and those without hope.
You mesmerized peoples of all races, languages and cultures, in every country, instilling in them the message that what mattered most was love and mutual respect.
You were matchless – you were an original, creative, unique and magnetizing musician and artist.
You were a true troubadour who ruled and “thrilled” the world” and you were also a tortured soul and a troubled life with a tumultuous childhood.
You were the very “Man in the Mirror” who chased after a “Childhood” you never had. You craved to be Peter Pan, and clamored to be a child forever on Neverland.
You were extraordinary. You were enchanting, exciting, entertaining and enamoring and you were also notoriously eccentric and erratic.
You were the world’s greatest pop icon, and an inspiration to countless – and sadly you were also accused of ignoble deeds such as being a child predator and “dangerous” to the young.
You dared us to look at the “Man in the Mirror” – and you would also literally deface and deform what you saw in the mirror, with three decades of plastic surgeries.
You sang “We are the World”. You moonwalked all over the earth. But often you waked alone – like a lonely lost comet spinning out of control, a sullen solitary sorry sight.
You wanted to “heal the world” – you, a “wounded orphan”, a masked man with a “washed-out dream” and a weary worn-out soul of make-believe marriages, a King of pop finding peace in painkillers.
You were so free and yet so “addicted” to the adulation and adoration of your fans which in the end annihilated you. You were alienated from a normal life, a man of undisputed fame made to look like a freak.
You were a “beautiful boy” who tried so hard to bounce back and to “beat it” when you realized you were near-barren of creativity and bankruptcy. You were a blessed soul who died of a broken heart.
You were a superstar scarred. You were a very human hero – frail and flawed – and yet, the finest and “simply the greatest entertainer that ever lived”.
You were tainted talent with transcendent creativity – musical magnificence of immeasurable magnitude. Goodbye Michael Joseph Jackson. May God grant you peace.
We will remember you -- a man who made HIStory.
On his very first attempt, the soon father-to-be, chef wannabe, made a delightfully delicious pizza as a birthday gift for Arul (who was unable to attend the function). The rest of us, had a fabulous time, savouring the mouth-watering dish. I'll try to upload the video in youtube soon.
Check out the pics:
- The prevention of crime;
- The fight against corruption;
- Access to quality education;
- The improvement of the living standards for the lower income group;
- Improvement of rural infrastructure;
- Improvement of public transportation.
Apparently, my friend's laptop is also haunted by MJ's ghost. For no apparent reason, it will keep on playing "You are not alone" when he doesn't even have that song in his laptop... even when no application is running in the background. I've checked out the laptop when it's playing, I've checked the task list and I haven't got a clue where it came from. Probably, some prankster that put in a virus in his machine. ???
BTW, was in Penang then Ipoh the whole of last week and heading there again tomorrow.May just fly down to KL if possible.