You will get a full blast of typical Malaysian petty bureaucracy when you visit any government department office. A friend of mine who was married to an Englishman was told at the NRD (National Registration Department) in Penang that she could not change the name on her identity card from her maiden name to her married name. Continue reading “Laws for Everything Under the Sun”
Climbing upstairs to my 1st floor flat, I thought,” Thank God, for the cleaner!”. This is not a posh place but kept neat, tidy and clean by a cleaner employed by the Apartments Management Office of our blocks. All residents, including tenants contribute a small sum for the upkeep and cleanliness of these 4 storied blocks. Keeping a public place clean is not a pleasant job. Continue reading “What would We do Without Them?”
I was traveling in Europe some years back and standing in line to be processed by Immigration at Dublin Airport. When I got to the counter, the Immigration officer looked at my Malaysian passport and told me to stand aside. Continue reading “Blighted Reputation”
When one mentions “low-cost housing” for the lower-income community, visions of concrete tower blocks with apartments little more than cubicles comes to mind. The stink of garbage chutes, florescent lighting that’s broken and blown in places, smelly dimly lit lifts frequently out of order, walls decorated with graffiti, and all that’s dark, dreary, wet and repulsive. Being poor doesn’t mean that one has to be treated sub-humanly and allotted the cheapest, lowest quality standard of living in vermin infested, crime fertile environments. Continue reading “Livable and Pleasant Low-Cost Housing”
At a funeral wake for my aunt who recently passed away, I overheard one of my cousins say that before she left us, she had seen her eldest brother and a sister, both long ‘gone home to the Lord’. Continue reading “A Guide to Cross Over or A Premonition?”
When I cut my hair, I feel like a new person. There’s a feeling of freedom, besides feeling cooler in this hot humid tropical climate. But, preferring very short styles, I tend to like a boyish ‘pixie look’. It’s cute and very, very easy to manage, especially when you are the ‘wash and go’ type with a lifestyle that doesn’t spend too much time in front of a mirror.
But, when ‘googling’ varieties of short hairstyles in my favorite period of fashion history – the ‘Roaring 20’s” (1920s), I stumbled over some facts about short hairstyles that I thought quite amazing. Continue reading “Revolutionary Cut”
When I was a small child, my family used to live in government quarters in the middle of town, in Penang. We had an end double-storey link house just beside a small alley between our block and a private double-storey house. There was a deep narrow drain along this alley which would overflow every time it flooded. For children, floods were a time of high excitement; how dirty the water was never occurred to us. Continue reading “Thunder Lilies”