This year so far has been like light years gone by as the country advances towards further deterioration in humanity, intelligence and a rise in unjustified authoritarian heavy-handedness. Continue reading “Progress in degradation”
Category: Reflections
Deeds always come home to roost
I am reading an interesting story set in 1960’s Louisiana, USA, on the political race for Governor of Louisiana. The central figure of the story is an ambitious woman who aims to attain wealth, power and status at any cost. Ambition is perhaps, the secondary driving force for her push to fame, fortune and power, as her main objective is to ‘get-back’ at those who have humiliated, insulted and overall belittled her in the past. This book was published in 1960, but its relevance to today’s dog-eat-dog social environment is so apt, I can’t help but relate to and identify with it.The story is presented through the eyes of people who knew her well on her climb up to the pinnacle of her ambition and begins at the end i.e. her funeral. As I have not yet come to the end of that story, I will not say more about it, but must put down the thoughts it has inspired so far. Continue reading “Deeds always come home to roost”
Odd but Realistic
Looking at the theme I’ve changed to from the last one, that solid row of houses by the shingle beach in Bray, Co. Wicklow, Ireland, I felt it was just too everyday and deceptively safe in contrast to some of the things I talk about. Continue reading “Odd but Realistic”
Criminalizing the innocent
An immigration round-up took place in a small suburban village near the harbour on the Penang mainland on the eve of a Muslim holiday. It was the 13th of October 2015, after 11.00pm when most families were settling down for the night. Immigration vans loaded with enforcement and RELA personnel arrived and surrounded a block of low-cost flats and were later joined by a convoy of lorries. Continue reading “Criminalizing the innocent”
Home slave trap – love counts for nothing
Judy slept lightly, always on the alert for any sound of movement, or her mother’s hoarse voice. She rarely dared to relax or go beyond calling distance of the bed-ridden old lady.
Her mother could do very little for herself having had a stroke a year ago, that crippled the right-side of her body, from head to foot. Continue reading “Home slave trap – love counts for nothing”
Was Eid for all Muslims in Malaysia?
I’m not a Muslim, but after the arrival of the thousands stranded and abandoned at sea in June, the passing of Ramadan and the joyous Eid celebration among Muslims in Malaysia, I wonder if those desperate migrants and refugees towed in or washed up on our shores had any kind of celebration behind the barbed wire fences of Belantik Immigration Detention Center in Kedah, where they are housed. Many of them, Rohingya or Bangladeshi, are Muslims. Continue reading “Was Eid for all Muslims in Malaysia?”
Friends are friends, old or new
I guess, I’ve come to that mid-point in life when it’s time to look back. Was thinking about people whom I’ve known over the past years since I was very young. It’s funny, how with some of them, life’s journey seems to have a circular path. When least expected, they seem to bump into you suddenly. Continue reading “Friends are friends, old or new”
“India’s Daughter” is everybody’s daughter
On Thursday 5th March 2015, The Independent online, publicized the banning of the documentary “India’s Daughter” by the Indian government, that the BBC aired the night before in the UK.
(http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/asia/indias-daughter-how-india-tried-to-suppress-the-bbc-delhi-gangrape-documentary-10088890.html). Continue reading ““India’s Daughter” is everybody’s daughter”
Still the Chosen People?
News reports of the carnage in Gaza and Occupied Territories is horrifying. Everyday, children, fathers, mothers, grandparents, teenagers, anyone we can think of, dies. In these places, they live with war, it’s an everyday hazard that one doesn’t get used to. Continue reading “Still the Chosen People?”
Indecent Actions
The idea of indecency is often narrowly interpreted, restricted to indecent exposure or flashing, sexual indecency, vulgarity and pornographic literature, films etc. Yet, thinking about it, indecency covers a whole range of actions, especially when the cowardly powerful think it necessary to treat the marginalized, weak and vulnerable like dirt. That the Devil is alive and well in the world today is true. Continue reading “Indecent Actions”
Winking at Life 