KoN-FuSioN+Mi-A
A ConFuSeD GirLs JouRNeY, OuTLooK on LiFe, THouGHTs... MuMBLiNg...etc
Monday, October 13, 2014
Thursday, April 3, 2014
Prayer for stranger
Monday, March 31, 2014
Journey
This ride a bouncy one
Swaying me gently left and right
I passed by kuan yin temple
She looks serene
And i passed an hindhu shrine
All at the same morning
Blessed indeed...
Sunday, March 30, 2014
Gratitude
To the girl in red headscarf,
Riding the motorbike so effortlessly,
I thank you.
To the nasi-lemak seller,
So meticulous in your business conduct,
I thank you.
To the 3 crows,
Sitting on electrical cable - crowing to each other,
I thank you.
To the worker covered in cloth from head to toe,
Working your tool with the precision of a master,
I thank you.
To my dearest Mr Sun,
Who greets me every morning without fail,
I thank you.
For all of you have taught me to hope,
For you have taught me there is a new day everyday,
For you have taught me life goes on,
That I just have to do what I can, with what I have and with what I know.
Thank you.
New leaf
I found this in my journal. Written long time back. Enjoy!
It bothers me what I have become
It bothers me
All the negativity needs to be thrown out
Need to start afresh
Throw away everything
Till the one truth that I realised remains
All else is fake, vain and not true. Fallible
It will come to an end but not before it starts to decay
Two ways it decays..internally and externally
And with this lets throw away everything
Saturday, March 22, 2014
Being Malaysian
I may not be the only one feeling this way. Maybe my Chinese friend might not feel at home in China and be craving for banana leaf rice back at home. The same goes for my Malay friends. I think we Malaysian as a whole have formed our own identity. We are no more divided by our cultural difference in fact we embrace those difference, yeah the many holidays we get to celebrate is some of the perks. It is no more a strange sight to see a Chinese brother/sister fulfilling their vows on Thaipusam as well as an Indian family visiting Budhist temple on Wesak day. This is our uniqueness. This is what makes us who we are. And this is what home means to me, to be one with everyone, embracing our differences to create something totally unique.
I don't know what future holds but each one of us have the potential to create impact. When you can, be kind. When it is possible, lend a helping hand. Each one of us, makes whole.
Friday, February 14, 2014
Questions
Questions.
I have read somewhere that a question is more important than its answer.
Have you noticed how for the same question there could be variety of answers.
Questions gives rises to endless possibilities. Keeps the mind agile.
And so I'm going to list down endless number of questions that have been active in my mind.
Why do we spend months raising millions to help the deprieved and the wounded across the sea when such people could be found in our home ground?
Do all the people seeking monetary compensation@donation are in need?
What happens to our donations? Who holds the accounts for each penny spent? If there is an account why wasn't it made public?
Why do we talk about unity but emphasize on our diversity?
Have you thought about the children of prostitutes -how life is for them where they will forced out at night because their moms have to work? Their safety?