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What do I really understand about life ? Honestly, what have I really achieved in life thus far ? What have I accomplished for my family and loved ones ?  The funny thing is, the more I probed myself with questions, the more insignificant I felt. Life is, after all, a lesson imperfectly learned. It is basically a passage of times, where I am merely an insignificant electron zig-zagging across the the wide cosmic universe seeking guidance from an elusive higher being for a purpose of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the following in 2006, I am posting it again to reflect my mood this Sunday morning :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life&lt;br /&gt;is like a game of cards,&lt;br /&gt;one by one,&lt;br /&gt;the card is opened by unseen hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although my heart&lt;br /&gt;is filled with love for you,&lt;br /&gt;but soon the rhythms must halt.&lt;br /&gt;I must whisper a quiet goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;and journey to the promised land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve tried my best,&lt;br /&gt;to provide the comforts and love.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly,&lt;br /&gt;I have unselfishly tried my very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave behind my love,&lt;br /&gt;please keep it&lt;br /&gt;in a little corner of your hearts,&lt;br /&gt;and cherish it among yourselves................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not weep at my graveside,&lt;br /&gt;do not bring me flowers.&lt;br /&gt;I can no longer feel&lt;br /&gt;with my eyes closed,&lt;br /&gt;and my soul in eternal rest.&lt;br /&gt;Just pray to GOD&lt;br /&gt;that he will guide me to the promised land,&lt;br /&gt;where I can be together again with my beloved parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;Although Life is&lt;br /&gt;a difficult lesson imperfectly learned,&lt;br /&gt;But I have lived a meaningful life.&lt;br /&gt;A life of no regrets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that God grants you the strengths,&lt;br /&gt;to continue living&lt;br /&gt;with honesty, generosity, &amp;amp; love.&lt;br /&gt;And to live a meaningful life,&lt;br /&gt;and a life of no regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6551995687797252191/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=6551995687797252191&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/6551995687797252191?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6551995687797252191" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-i-look-back.html" title="As I look back....." /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8ERnY6fyp7ImA9WxRRFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-7121806337864572003</id><published>2008-09-27T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T17:13:27.817+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-27T17:13:27.817+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cancer" /><title>I am staring at death (4) ..................</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday, September 27th 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I received the lab result from the second lab. The conclusion is, the cancer has not spread to the liver yet. Discussed with the surgeon on possible surgical options. The good doctor also recommended a surgeon at Asunta Hospital. My wife, daughter, and sister met up with the doctor at Asunta hospital to find out more information on the surgical procedure and oncological options. I have also made an appointment with surgeon on coming Tuesday to have further discussions and check-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I started an alternative medicine treatment regime of 19 days consisting of heavy vitamin supplements, no meat diet, no hand phone, no computer, and no TV. So, mostly likely, I will not be able to update this blog for the next 19 days of so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, at the end of 19 days, the alternative treatment gives good result, otherwise, I will have to seriously consider the surgical option.  Whatever it is, I will be rational about my decision, and take whatever development positively, one at a time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, do pray for me..........&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7121806337864572003/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=7121806337864572003&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/7121806337864572003?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/7121806337864572003" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-staring-at-death-4.html" title="I am staring at death (4) .................." /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAMQns-fyp7ImA9WxRREk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-279155572500760292</id><published>2008-09-24T13:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:23:03.557+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-24T13:23:03.557+08:00</app:edited><title>I am staring at death (3) ..................</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday, September 24th 2008&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for the appointment to see the doctor this morning. I was informed by the doctor that the pathological report is not ready yet because the sample collected from the liver has to be sent to another laboratory for second confirmation. The good news is, according to the doctor, the first lab indicated that the sample might not be cancerous. So, the cancer has not spread to the liver yet. However,  the doctor advised me to wait for the result from the second laboratory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to go back to the hospital again tomorrow where the doctor can advise me the next course of action based on the pathological report. So, another anxious day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the Surgeon, if the pathological report came up negative, the best course of action is to go for surgical procedure to remove the tumor.  The only problem is, based on the observation from the previous laproscope, the tumor sit on the main blood vessel, it might be difficult to remove the tumor. According to the doctor, there is only a 50: 50 chance of success.  Honestly, I think it is not worth the while to take the risk of surgical procedure when the success rate is merely 50%. Moreover, the surgical procedure is a complicated one involving 8 to 10 hours of operations, and probably going to cost about RM 40K.  When the doctor is not confident of the success rate, why should I take the risk ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow.... and today is going to be another logest day..............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/279155572500760292/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=279155572500760292&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/279155572500760292?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/279155572500760292" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-staring-at-death-3.html" title="I am staring at death (3) .................." /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIHSHc-fSp7ImA9WxRREUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-7893593192220487380</id><published>2008-09-24T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:32:19.955+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-24T00:32:19.955+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cancer" /><title>I am staring at death (2) ..................</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tuesday, September 23rd 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the previous few days, I received tremendous support from friends in the form of words of encouragement, prayers, recommendations, visits, etc.  The out pouring of support was something that I under-estimated. There was indeed hope in humanity. To all my friends, I am deeply appreciative of the moral support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also come to terms with my health and eventuality. Whatever it is, I just need to be brave, and be positive in handling setbacks.  One thing for sure, I will not let everybody down, especially my family members, I will fight like a tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now on a strict diet recommended by the Dietitian. The objective is to arrest my declining weight, increase the weight, and to built up my body to prepare for eventual medical treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,  I went to an independent laboratory to have a full blood test with cancer markers. In about 30 days time, I will go back to the same laboratory to have another blood test. The objective is to measure my “performance” on monthly basis.  The positive things from the blood test is, my cancer marker reading went down. My weight lost miraculously stopped, and I actually gained 0.3kg over the previous 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be another emotional day for me where I will know whether the cancer has spread to the liver. I guess, whether it is going to be good news or otherwise, I will be able to take it from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I am still soliciting second opinions and evaluating what best possible medical options I can adopt to tackle this medical problems. Hopefully, by next week,  I should be able to adopt a medical option and strategy as my next course of action to win this battle against cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being, I do hope the Almighty up there listen to my prayers............ Will I win this battle ?  Times will tell................................. In the mean time, do pray for me.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om Namo Amithaba Buddha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7893593192220487380/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=7893593192220487380&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/7893593192220487380?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/7893593192220487380" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-staring-at-death-2.html" title="I am staring at death (2) .................." /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcBSXY6eSp7ImA9WxRREE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-4239557921251480094</id><published>2008-09-21T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:40:58.811+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-21T22:40:58.811+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><title>I am staring at death........</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My maker, The Almighty, in his most unkind act, gave me the death sentence this week.  Is the Almighty up there all knowing, all loving, and all merciful ? Why is this unkind act bestowed on me ? I trembled at his forceful announcement, I was lost for words, and my whole world went into unimaginable blankness of total despair.  Cancer is a disease that I most feared, and yet it does not discriminate me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is indeed scary to know that, I am dying...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many more breaths I am away from that finality of life ? The question is, is there an eternity at the end of it all ? Or was it Hell shall by my final resting place ?  I know, after all, we are all sinner, and the wages of sin is death. In this regard, I submit to this all loving Almighty's punishment. But in the mean time, I shall do all that is medically possible to convince this Almighty being to commune my death sentence to life sentence.  In all frankness, death is scary and I am afraid of death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not yet ready to enter the so called eternal life to be with the Almighty.  Please, there are still so many earthly  pleasures I have yet to explore, and I am not ready yet to be set free from this sinful earth. I pray to him to let me be me, and let me pace this journey of life in what it should have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am comforted by the fact that, when I informed my family about my medical condition, all my family members and friends rally to support me. I know, I am not fighting this battle alone. For better or for worst, I will pursue all medical options to give my best fight to overcome this dreadful disease.  I will and determined to fight this disease with all my emotional, physical,  and financial resources. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I win this battle ?  Times will tell................................. In the mean time, do pray for me.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om Namo Amithaba Buddha.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4239557921251480094/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=4239557921251480094&amp;isPopup=true" title="13 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/4239557921251480094?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4239557921251480094" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-staring-at-death.html" title="I am staring at death........" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EMSXk8fSp7ImA9WxRSFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-2313325017138135698</id><published>2008-09-15T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:34:48.775+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-15T21:34:48.775+08:00</app:edited><title>What it takes to be a Mlaysian ?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I posted this in my blog in May 2006. I am posting this again, dedicating this post to all the misguided racists in Malaysia with good intention. May the almighty bless these people with the enlightenment to embrace basic human decency and morality. So, for heaven sake, stop calling other races squatters.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My father,&lt;br /&gt;he was born in China.&lt;br /&gt;At young age, he was brought to Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Never know much about his younger days,&lt;br /&gt;because he was never good in telling stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a young boy,&lt;br /&gt;my father used to take me to the local cinema,&lt;br /&gt;whenever Malaysian flag was displayed&lt;br /&gt;on the big screen&lt;br /&gt;and the national anthem was played,&lt;br /&gt;he asked me to stand straight,&lt;br /&gt;and he stand tall next to me in complete silence.&lt;br /&gt;He was proud that he is a Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember an incident years ago..&lt;br /&gt;when an arrogant and ill mannered man&lt;br /&gt;shouted at him at the wet market&lt;br /&gt;“ Ah pek Cina, balik tongsan lah !”&lt;br /&gt;(“ Chinese Old man, go back to China !”)&lt;br /&gt;With dignity, he replied with a forgiving smile&lt;br /&gt;“Encik, Wau orang Mah-Lai-Ah. Nenek moyang Lu datang dari mana ?&lt;br /&gt;Indonesia atau India kah ?”&lt;br /&gt;(“ Mister, I am a Malaysian. Your ancestor came from where ?&lt;br /&gt;Was it Indonesia or India ?”)&lt;br /&gt;As a true Malaysian,&lt;br /&gt;my father is a very forgiving man,&lt;br /&gt;he was never offended by racial slurs.&lt;br /&gt;However, he did advised me to walk away from ignorant racist.&lt;br /&gt;In his words, “Never pick a fight you did not choose to start”,&lt;br /&gt;“ One less hatred is one less burden and one happiness gained” and&lt;br /&gt;“let the racists carry the burden of their own hatreds till their death.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was probably one of the first to join the Home Guard&lt;br /&gt;to defend the security of Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He donated his savings generously to worthy causes.&lt;br /&gt;Race, religion, and creed was never his parameters of judgement.&lt;br /&gt;He was never selfish and lived his life with dignity and humility,&lt;br /&gt;he believed in contributing back to his adoptive country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He held Tunku Abdul Rahman in high esteemed,&lt;br /&gt;in his word, “Tunku is a fair man that care for all Malaysian”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shed his tears of joy&lt;br /&gt;when Tun Abdul Razak visited China to established diplomatic relationship,&lt;br /&gt;In his words,&lt;br /&gt;“Tun Razak now understands not all Mah Wah ( Malaysian Chinese) are communist”&lt;br /&gt;and “for far too long, we have been treated unfairly.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the first Proton car rolled out from Shah Alam&lt;br /&gt;He beams with pride that&lt;br /&gt;“now there are Malaysian made cars on our roads”&lt;br /&gt;and with the same pride,&lt;br /&gt;he told all his friends that “my son works in proton saga”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father,&lt;br /&gt;he was born a Chinese national,&lt;br /&gt;his wrinkled eyes traced the life of hardship as a Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;At times his dignity and steely determination to overcome&lt;br /&gt;unfair treatments of his adoptive country tore my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But despite all that,&lt;br /&gt;he standby and stand-up for his adoptive country,&lt;br /&gt;he identified himself with the adoptive country,&lt;br /&gt;he died as a proud Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may be poor,&lt;br /&gt;but he is rich in national prides.&lt;br /&gt;He may not be a religious scholars,&lt;br /&gt;but practiced righteousness and tolerances.&lt;br /&gt;He may not be well educated,&lt;br /&gt;but he is learned on life's moral principles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brought up his children&lt;br /&gt;to accept and respect cultural diversities.&lt;br /&gt;He brought up his children&lt;br /&gt;to become responsible Malaysians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am born a Malaysian,&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the prince of the land,&lt;br /&gt;But I am a true Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of those selfish mental retards&lt;br /&gt;still wants to question my nationality with ulterior motives,&lt;br /&gt;and attempt to racialize my rights in this land of the blessed,&lt;br /&gt;they are answerable to my father's “nenek moyang lu datang dari mana ?”&lt;br /&gt;( “your ancestors originated from where ?”)&lt;br /&gt;Be truthful,&lt;br /&gt;don't tell me you don't know where your ancestors came from ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With significant progress and development,&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia is what it is today not because she is lucky,&lt;br /&gt;Bur because there are also groups of extremely&lt;br /&gt;hardworking, unselfish, tolerance, and determined minorities,&lt;br /&gt;willing to sacrificed, worked hard,&lt;br /&gt;with pride of not accepting on hand-outs,&lt;br /&gt;and refused to live like parasites,&lt;br /&gt;have contributed to the economic miracles of Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let greeds and inferiority complex blind you,&lt;br /&gt;don't carry the burdens of your misguided hatreds till your death.&lt;br /&gt;Be a man at peace with the environment,&lt;br /&gt;sow no hatreds against other races and religions,&lt;br /&gt;respect the rights of others, play fair,&lt;br /&gt;and live a contented life as a peaceful Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rakyat hidup bersatu dan Maju.&lt;br /&gt;Be a responsible and ethical Malaysian.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2313325017138135698/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=2313325017138135698&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/2313325017138135698?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/2313325017138135698" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-it-takes-to-be-mlaysian.html" title="What it takes to be a Mlaysian ?" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MDSHg9fCp7ImA9WxRTF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-4600216770906427356</id><published>2008-09-07T12:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T12:24:39.664+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-07T12:24:39.664+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politics" /><title>Morons seldom differ..........</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the heat of the recent Permatang Pauh's by-election, to gain racial relevancy, the Bukit Bendera Umno division chief Ahmad Ismail showcased his pariahism by openly stating that Malaysians of Chinese origin were “immigrants who do not deserve equal rights”.  I guess in politics, communal pariahs will always resorts to despicable racist acts to gain a few extra votes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is even more shocking is, Ahmad Ismail refused to apologize for his insensitive and inappropriate racist statement. The Prime Minister, Ahmad Badawi, backed Ahmad's position by stating that, Ahmad is merely “stating a historical fact”.  I perceived this position as d€esperate politicians desperately seeking support to sustain their stay in power at all costs.  You want historical fact ? Here is the historical fact – to all those racists out there, Malaysia is a multi-racial country. If you refuse to accept this reality, please go back to where you r ancestors come from. The Chinese, Indian, Malay, and the rest of others with the exception of Orang Asli, are all immigrants in Malaysia. All major ethnic groups have worked together 50 years ago to gain the nation's independent from the the colonial British empire. Today, we are all Malaysians ! Why are there still idiots and pariahs going around the country inciting racial supremacy to attempt to sustain their expired shelf life in despicable racial politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What historical fact is the Prime Minister of  All Malaysians trying to emphasize ?  Let me give you this historical fact, Malaysia is what it is today because of the sacrifices of  moderate and hard working Malaysians. I sincerely doubt the parasitic communal pariahs contributed anything to the progressive well being of Malaysia except conducting communal rhetorics and indecencies in the name of religion and race to gain narrow minded communal support. There are always Malaysians going around the world championing human rights and equality, but when in their own backyard, they seemed to think it is their privilege and racist rights to discriminate others. Come on, give humnity a break – stop hiding behind race and religion to talk like a forked tongues hypocrite.  Please put a stop to all these insensitive racial statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malay, Chinese, Indian, and other ethnic groups have made their voices heard again that they reject racial politics by voting for the multi-racial opposition party with even greater majority.  I am disgusted with some of the Malaysian politicians who are still unable to control their barbaric animal instincts of resorting to playing racial cards to gain political popularity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking into considerations of all the insensitive statements made by the politicians, forgive me if I formed the opinion that the UMNO led Barisan Nasional is now a conglomerate of racists. For a better Malaysia and the future well being of all Malaysians, I would rather placed my faith in the Pakatan Rakyat's alliance of Parti Keadilan, PAS, and DAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia belongs to All Malaysians. May the Almighty grants all Malaysians with fair eyes and hearts to treat and accord all Malaysians with fairness and equality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You are merely stating a historical fact ?” Please watch my lips, go fuck yourself with your own smelly middle finger........ Malaysia would be a much better country without moron like you !&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4600216770906427356/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=4600216770906427356&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/4600216770906427356?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4600216770906427356" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/09/morons-seldom-differ.html" title="Morons seldom differ.........." /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8BQn49fSp7ImA9WxRTEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-1528677727483305082</id><published>2008-08-29T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:47:33.065+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-29T23:47:33.065+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Human rights" /><title>Malaysia-Today C4ed !!!!</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Source : &lt;a href="http://www.rsf.org/article.php3?id_article=28347"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reporters Without Borders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reporters Without Borders&lt;/span&gt; calls on the Malaysian Communications and Multimedia Commission (MCMC) to immediately rescind the order it issued on 26 August to TMNet, the country’s biggest ISP, and to 20 other Malaysia ISPs to block access to the &lt;a href="http://www.malaysia-today.net"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malaysia Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; news website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“With the media subject to close government control, websites constitute one of the few areas of free speech in Malaysia,” Reporters Without Borders said. “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We remind the commission that under the rules of democracy, only a court should be able to censor a website. This order, which was not the result of any complaint brought before the courts, is not only questionable but also disproportionate, as it was issued because of comments posted on the site about the articles. We call for Malaysia Today to be unblocked at once.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website has been notified that it is being blocked under section 263 of the Communications and Multimedia Act, which says an ISP must obey a written request from the commission “in the national interest.” However, section 3 of the same law says: “Nothing in this act shall be construed as permitting the censorship of the Internet.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government also undertook to “ensure that there is no Internet censorship” in the charter of the “Multimedia Super Corridor,” a business consortium formed on the initiative of the ministry of communications with the aim of promoting new technologies. The government endorsed the charter in 1996.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazri Abdul Aziz, a minister with responsibility for justice, said in July 2007 that the government would not hesitate to use the Internal Security Act against online activists. Under the ISA, someone who is deemed to have threatened state security can be held without trial for two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia Today editor Raja Petra Kamarudin has created a “mirror” website at which Malaysia Today can still be accessed from within Malaysia. Its address is &lt;a href="http://mt.harapanmalaysia.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://mt.harapanmalaysia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Aged 58 and known as “RPK,” Raja Petra is the country’s first online journalist to be charged under the 1948 Sedition Act. He was arrested on 6 May for linking a senior government official to the murder of a young woman. He was released on bail three days later and is due to appear in court on 10 September. He faces a possible three-year sentence for violating a Sedition Act provision that outlaws inciting “hatred, doubt or contempt” for any government leader or member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rsf.org/article.php3?id_article=24025"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malaysia is ranked 124th out of 169 countries in the Reporters Without Borders world press freedom index&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the &lt;a href="http://www.commonlii.org/my/legis/consol_act/cama1998289"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Communications and Multimedia Act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1528677727483305082/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=1528677727483305082&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/1528677727483305082?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/1528677727483305082" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/08/malaysia-today-c4ed.html" title="Malaysia-Today C4ed !!!!" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8ASXk7fCp7ImA9WxdaFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-4605804397294616334</id><published>2008-08-25T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:17:28.704+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-25T22:17:28.704+08:00</app:edited><title>The Art of Swearing.....</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Malaysians are, at times, very funny and comical.  It is indeed sickening to learn that, increasingly, Malaysians are being indoctrinated to accept religious swearing as a form of settling disputes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Deputy Prime Minister, Najib, has recently swore on Koran that he doesn't know and is not involved in the murdered Mongolian woman. The young and handsome Saiful had also swore on Koran that he was sodomized by the former Deputy Prime Minister, Anwar Ibrahim. To make thing even funnier, Najib has also challenged Anwar Ibrahim to swear on Koran that he did not sodomize Saiful. And it is totally unbelievable to note that many politicians also joined the bandwagon of asking Anwar to swear on Koran as a mean to defend his innocence. Hmm... Is Malaysia a lawless country now where there are no more respect for our judicial system ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These incidences of invoking God and swearing on holy book does remind me of some backward traditional practice by some uneducated and uncultured Chinese in Malaysia many decades ago. In the early 70's, some Chinese politicians or so called community leaders resorted to settle who is telling the truths or lies by conducting ritual prayer and slaughtering chickens in the temples. Both disputing parties leave it to the “Heavenly God” to strike the guilty party with lightning and thunderbolts.  The sad fact is, the poor chickens were slaughter cruely and unnecessarily, while the both the disputing party walk away knowing very well that it is extremely unlikely lightning or thunderbolts will rain on them. Well, in the name of God, human beings are indeed very creative to manipulate superstitious belief to justify their misdeeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He truth of the matter is, if a person is going to tell a lies or cover their misdeeds, putting his or her hand on holy scripture to swear is not going to transform lies into truths.  Malaysia is a secular state, let's not be so insensitive to impose our selfish assertions using the good name of religion at the expense of degrading our judicial system. If we have disputes, the most civilized way is to bring the facts and argue our understandings in a court of law. Using religious swearing without the consent of the court is the most despicable act of contempt. Let us be rational and logical in seeking the truth, and let us not be guided by uncouth mentality of imposing the irrational aspects of religious acts on others. Believe me, if there is a God, he would probably not want to associate himself with the never ending creative misdeeds of sinners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let me be a little bit oxy-moronic of my self righteousness on religious swearing. Let me jump into the bandwagon of Saiful and Najib swearings. I swear to my Lord Buddha that I do not know who sodomize who, or who murdered the Mongolian lady. Dear Lord Buddha, if Saiful and Najib is telling the truth, then let Barisan Nasional win the Permatang Pauh by-election. And, if Anwar did not sodomized Saiful, then let Anwar be the Yang Berhormat again in the Parliament of Malaysia. I swear I have no malice against anybody, except with the honest and genuine sincerity to seek the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, tomorrow, the result of Permatang Pauh's by-election shall reveal the truth....... Om Namo Amithaba Buddha.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4605804397294616334/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=4605804397294616334&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/4605804397294616334?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4605804397294616334" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/08/art-of-swearing.html" title="The Art of Swearing....." /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EFRnkyfip7ImA9WxdaFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-8530279624672930212</id><published>2008-08-24T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:53:37.796+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-24T22:53:37.796+08:00</app:edited><title>Son of Hamas leader, becomes a Christian</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZC6Evhg9Po/SLF1mg3GbRI/AAAAAAAABaA/gD4dA0k97wk/s1600-h/Mosab-Hassan-Yousef_795442c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZC6Evhg9Po/SLF1mg3GbRI/AAAAAAAABaA/gD4dA0k97wk/s200/Mosab-Hassan-Yousef_795442c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238097146125118738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mosab Hassan Yousef, 30, said that his decision to abandon his original faith and denounce his father's organisation had exposed his family to persecution in his home town of Ramallah and endangered his own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not afraid of them, especially as I know that I'm doing the right thing, and I don't see them as my enemies," he said. "I do think about this a lot. But what are they going to do? Are they going to kill me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If they want to kill me, let them do it. I'm not going to stop anyone. It's going to be my freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My soul's going to be free of my body, not flesh any more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read further &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/middleeast/palestinianauthority/2613399/Mosab-Hassan-Yousef-son-of-Hamas-leader-becomes-a-Christian.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... sometimes I do wonder what are the attractions of Christianity. Increasingly, there are many people converting to Christianity from other faiths. In fact, more than half of my family members have converted to Christianity. But as a Buddhist Taoist, my religion indoctrinate me to be open minded to respect and accept the rights of individual to embrace and practice whatever religions they choose. I don't know, maybe I will become a Christian in the future. I leave it to faith to decide my spiritual destiny.  The door of Buddhism is always open for those who are fated to be a Buddhist, likewise, the same door is also always open for those Buddhist who decide to leave.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope Mosab Hassan Yousef finds peace in his new religion..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namo Amithaba Jesus !!!!!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8530279624672930212/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=8530279624672930212&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/8530279624672930212?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/8530279624672930212" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/08/son-of-hamas-leader-becomes-christian.html" title="Son of Hamas leader, becomes a Christian" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZC6Evhg9Po/SLF1mg3GbRI/AAAAAAAABaA/gD4dA0k97wk/s72-c/Mosab-Hassan-Yousef_795442c.jpg" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04HQH0yfCp7ImA9WxdbFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-5761192147062372249</id><published>2008-08-12T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:45:31.394+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-12T23:45:31.394+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politics" /><title>A betrayal of trust.....</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On March 8 2008, Malaysians went to the polling stations nationwide to vote in a stronger oppositions in the parliament, and as well as putting the Pakatan Rakyat to form state government in Perak, Kedah, Selnagor, Kelantan, and Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since March 8 2008, Malaysians have been bombarded with politicians pre-occupying political stunts to cause further hardships to all Malaysians. We have the so called Pakatan Rakyat of DAP, PKR, and PAS trying their level best to engineer defection or cross over to form the federal government. While the Barisan Nasional is also trying their level best to convince Pakatan Rakyat's lawmakers to switch camp to regain the control of the state governments. While the political tug-of-war is going on, Malaysia economy suffer unrivaled deteriorations. I do wonder whether it ever crossed the minds of these politicians to have the moral decency, patriotic belongings, and political correctness to respect the mandate given to them to govern and as well as to act as opposition in a responsible manners. I guess, some of these politicians are basically a bunch of uncultured hooligans infested with shameless greeds for power and barbaric racist intents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I recalled the sentiments of the pre March 8 2008 euphoria, Malaysians basically wanted the country to have a strategic posture of modern and progressive Malaysia for all Malaysians irregardless of race, ethnicity, and religions. In short, Malaysians want to be addressed as Malaysians instead of Malaysian Indonesian, Malaysian Chinese, Malaysia Indian, Kadazan, Iban, etc. championed by the racially divisive political parties. The March 8 2008 elections results dealt heavy blows to the race based political parties, and rippled the signals that Malaysians are now ready and is at the threshold of discarding racial politics, but sadly, the political parties are not ready to embrace this new aspirations.  Sad to note that, some political parties are now resorting to misinterpret the constitution to champion narrow minded racial rights to perpetuate racial agenda to sustain their relevancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, a group of about 300 narrow minded pariahs stormed a legitimate open forum organized by the Bar Council because they claimed that the supremacy of their religion is being questioned. If a religion is so supreme, can a open and civil forum organized by mortal beings to discuss constitutionality degrade its supremacy ? It goes to show that, narrow minded idiots will always resort to whatever available avenues to champion their hooliganism and indecency. Do Malaysians have to suffered because a group of uncultured hooligans felt that it is their rights to deny the rights of others ?  The saddest part is, some political leaders from the Pakatan Rakyat seemed to be the most vocal and abusive in the gang of 300 hooligans who halt the forum. If I remembered it correctly, Pakatan Rakyat is supposed to be a multi racial party.  It does gave me an impression that, PR is an opportunist and insincere party willing to ride on racist agenda and narrow minded religion intolerances to gain popularity. I do sincerely hope, PR can come out strongly to reprimand its members who disrupt the legitimate open forum, otherwise, the NON Muslim voters in Permatang Pauh should express their disapproval by voting against PKR in the coming by-elections.  Malaysians should exercise their rights to rid political party who practice Cakap Tak Serupa Bikin !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the March 8 2008, I voted for PKR and DAP. Looking at current circumstances, I think I made a mistake. I was blinded by the arrogance of the BN and fell into the trap of the so called Pakatan Rakyat.   If there is a by-election in my area again, I swear in the name of my late father, I will not waste my vote on these strange opportunistic bedfellows !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sicked and tired of those bastards and pariahs who seemed to have insatiable thirst to discriminate and impose their narrow mindedness on others based on religion and race.  I guess, these uncultured pariahs always felt that it is alright for them to discriminate others, and the rest of civil minded people must continued to observe and accord the sensitivity to these barbarians in order to live peacefully and harmoniously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what else can I say ? With their mind filled with piss, may piss be upon them, and may they live in piss !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om Namo Amithaba Buddha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5761192147062372249/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=5761192147062372249&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/5761192147062372249?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/5761192147062372249" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/08/betrayal-of-trust.html" title="A betrayal of trust....." /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIDRn85eCp7ImA9WxdbEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-4190227237692688792</id><published>2008-08-09T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:56:17.120+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-09T00:56:17.120+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reflections" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><title>Friday night's reflections.....</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have not been in the best of health for the past one month or so, I guess this is basically part and parcel of growing old. I like to think that, as you grow older, you become wiser, but in the process of becoming a wiser man, degenerative body parts malfunctions slowly creeps in to test your faith and confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to visit the doctors. But what choice do I have, when ill health set in, visitation to the doctors are necessary evils. Sometimes, I do have a creepy feeling whenever the so called specialists have funny and strange specializations. For example, gastroenterology, urology, cardiology, etc. My God, modern medicine is such, they actually have specialists for everybody parts ! It is not uncommon that, when you checked into a hospital, you will be ding-dong among various specialists. At the end of the day, if your illness or disease don't kill you, the hospital bill will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I would like to grow old gracefully. I do hope ill health will not become part of the burden of growing old. As much as I need support from my family members to manage ill health, the rational side of me also dictate that I should not be a burden to my family members. Sometimes, I do felt it is better for me to keep the state of my health to myself and manage it within my sensibility, rather than causing unnecessary worries to others.  I do believe, I have the mental strength and emotional stability to manage whatever that are degenerative and unwelcome. The rest, I leave it to the almighty to decide and dictate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having disturbed sleeps and woke up extremely early, sometimes as early as 4:00am in the morning, over the past few weeks. Usually I will go downstairs to the living room, tuned the radio for some soft music to listen. Looking at the positive side, I actually did enjoy the solitude in the early morning. Those serene solitudes gave me the opportunities to reflect upon life in my younger days. Honestly, I lived a humbled and down-to-earth life with beautiful children and a supportive wife, I sincerely have no regret in my life. It is a life well lived by any standard. And I will continue to live life as it is.  Life may be tough in the days ahead, but who cares ? I always believe, I am tougher than life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, in my life, there are many times I felt betrayed by people I cared and loved. But those experiences did make me emotionally stronger and more appreciative of people who showered me with sincerity. I realized, whatever negative things that happened are not going to change. I must accept the reality of the past events, and move forward to let go the pain by embracing the future. What worth is revenge when we are burdened with hatreds and consciously causing hurts to others with negative energies ? I have learned to let go of the pain by becoming more forgiving.  I guess, this is the wisdom gained as I aged. I am now beginning to understand certain actions of my late parents.  The more I tried to be a man on my own, the more I am becoming them. Well, the seasonality of life does comes in cycles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning, whatever it may, in sickness or in good health, I would like to smell the flowers, and, life goes on................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om Mani Pedme Hum.  Good NiteZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.............&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4190227237692688792/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=4190227237692688792&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/4190227237692688792?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4190227237692688792" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/08/friday-nights-reflections.html" title="Friday night's reflections....." /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4NR3g9eip7ImA9WxdUE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-4940548497876067748</id><published>2008-07-29T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:56:36.662+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-29T23:56:36.662+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><title>Death be not proud ?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Journey,&lt;br /&gt;on a road&lt;br /&gt;that was so bumpy,&lt;br /&gt;on a path&lt;br /&gt;that was less traveled.&lt;br /&gt;My dream, my dream,&lt;br /&gt;so near, yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;When would I be able&lt;br /&gt;to rest my tired body ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times,&lt;br /&gt;my dreams went wandering,&lt;br /&gt;on a garden&lt;br /&gt;that seemed so transitory&lt;br /&gt;and yet&lt;br /&gt;withered in vain glory.......&lt;br /&gt;My maker,&lt;br /&gt;what is the purpose of life ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a promised land,&lt;br /&gt;that is so strange and cold.&lt;br /&gt;It is so far,&lt;br /&gt;yet it is only a breath away.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my strength withered,&lt;br /&gt;what I inscribed in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;would I be able to carry forth ?&lt;br /&gt;Would my love and deeds&lt;br /&gt;forever sparkles, shines, and wraps&lt;br /&gt;the people I love ?&lt;br /&gt;Will they understand the tears I shed ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those strange language,&lt;br /&gt;that has been whispered into my ears,&lt;br /&gt;I fear not.&lt;br /&gt;I know, when death come,&lt;br /&gt;there shall be peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4940548497876067748/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=4940548497876067748&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/4940548497876067748?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4940548497876067748" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/death-be-not-proud.html" title="Death be not proud ?" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUNR3gzeyp7ImA9WxdUEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-4615051458626383080</id><published>2008-07-26T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:58:16.683+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-26T22:58:16.683+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reflections" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><title>Fragment from the past............</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remembered, many years ago, I rented a small single storey house in Sri Petaling at a rental of RM 280 per month, and my office was located in downtown Kuala Lumpur. As a result, I was a frequent user of the old Sri Petaling and Kuala Lumpur trunk road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During those days, my salary was barely enough to cover my monthly expenses, but I managed. And, I felt lucky to at least have a job. I did work hard because I do not want to lose my job. Most of the times, I worked past normal office hours. Usually, by the time I am on the road home, it was probably around 10:00PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of those days does bring back some “pleasurable” memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying that the Police is corrupted. However, I do encountered many  little experiences dealing with corrupted police personnel on the road.  Without fail, if my memory served me right, every week, there would be at least one or two incidences of my vehicle being flagged down by the police during the night while I traveled from office to home. And usually, the policeman  accused me of speeding ( even though I am cocksure that I am not speeding ), and it is always theirs words against mine. The police man will always end up asking me : “Mau Selesai ? “ ( which means – do you want to settled ? ). To cut a long story short, “selesai” here means you end up folding two RM10 notes, tucked in between your Driving license and National Identification Card, then passed it to the policeman. The police man will somehow expertly removed the money between the two cards, then return the cards to you. You are then free to carry-on with your drive home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I refuse to “Selesai” with the policeman ? I did ask them this question before because I know I did not commit any traffic violation. The police man impressed upon me that, if I don't pay – up, they will escort me to the police station to make life miserable for me. Well, when you are tired and wanted to go home eagerly to rest, there is no point arguing with those uniformed bastards. I always paid up. Mind you, I am so experienced with this frequent encounters that I always keep 2 pieces of RM10 notes in my car compartment.  Whenever I was stopped by the police on the same stretch of road, right or wrong, as soon as I wind down the window, I will just handover my diving license and National Identification Card together with RM20 in between to the policeman.  Within minutes, the policeman will ask me to move on so that they can preyed on the next “victims”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I end up paying more than RM 200 a month to those bastards in order to have a smooth passage home. I told myself, this can't go on indefinitely, and there must be a cheaper alternative. Bingo, I did found out a cheaper alternative ! I went to the Chinese shop specializing in selling joss sticks, etc to buy a few stack of “Hell Notes”, folded them carefully to make them look like RM 10 notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the next incidence I was stopped by the police, I confidently slipped the Hell Notes between my cards and passed it to the police. Surprisingly, they just accept it and let me move on. Before I start my car engine, I always say a silent prayer, the prayer goes something like this “may you bastard have the early opportunity to use the note in hell”. Miraculously, after 2 further incidences, I was never stopped by police again. Buddha does work in a miraculous way. I presumed those uniformed bastards either never dare to station themselves on that stretch of trunk road to demand bribes, or they already end up in hell with a bundle of  useless hell notes ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, those early incidences do ingrained a negative perception of our police force in my mind.  Until today, I do have my doubt on the integrity and honesty of the police force.  Whatever they said, I will have to take their words with many pinches of salts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I guess, my prayer and my little creativities does work ! The moral of the story is, do not wronged a Buddhist, you may end up in hell !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namo Amithaba Buddha.....................&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4615051458626383080/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=4615051458626383080&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/4615051458626383080?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4615051458626383080" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/fragment-from-past.html" title="Fragment from the past............" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIBSH4ycCp7ImA9WxdVFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-2168361359560266141</id><published>2008-07-19T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:05:59.098+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-20T00:05:59.098+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reflections" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><title>Moving on ?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The week that was has been eventful and tiring. Work wise, the environment in the office has been a source of constant irritants.  I had been planning to change the office business model in anticipation of handover in early 2009. I figured, the best way for me to exit is to reposition the company, simplify process, and evolve a new business model. In the process of doing so, it caused some instability among personnel. I am amazed that for such a small office, there are so much politics. I guess, in any office, at times, different priority and different expectation do give rise to unhealthy office politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past one month or so, I had a staff who has been taking half day leave to attend job interview elsewhere. As a management personnel, I believe it is the rights of the staff to seek job elsewhere to upgrade his career. As the Chinese saying goes, it is better for me to “close one eye”, and approve whatever leave the staff need, to attend whatever job interview he can secured. I even gave good references to that particular staff. I honestly believed the particular staff is incapable to be trained due to his limited technical skills, lack of initiative, and indiscipline. I just do not want to waste my my time with him because I do not think he can fit into the new business model. I figured, it is better for me to invest in new people than to cultivate tolerance to problem personnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In “closing one eye”, I regretted that I had indirectly contributed to the negative working environment in the office. The particular personnel developed the arrogance of insubordination thinking that he is indispensable to the company. He even approach my administration department to open brag about  his job interview and  impose himself to demand salary increment. Stupid fella barking at the wrong wall to seek salary increment, and in the process, created unneccessary animosity for himself. As far as I am concerned, I will only adjust compensation package based on performance evaluation and direct frank discussions. For the time being, I am in no mood to award  uncommitted personnel. And definitely, I am in no mood to retain people who I believe no longer fit into my new business plan. I had been in this industry for so many years, I am definitely confident to believe that nobody is indispensable. So, I call the personnel up to have a friendly discussion to seek his agreement to resign. Because, I honestly believed it would be much better off for him to move on his career with other organization. Not a bad discussion after all, a win – win situation, he agreed to resign, and I have one less hindrance in my new business plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said before, I am a salmon on reverse journey. I just want to make my simpler and easier. I had made up my mind to handover the company in 2009, I will do the necessary to make my exit easier, whoever stand in my way will be subtly removed – without stress, without fear, and definitely without tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at things as it is, I guess I am way out of schedule, but I will manage and adapt to move on. I will take on the problem one day at a time, whatever will be, will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now less digress a bit, I received a cute email on Saturday morning from a friend. Well, the content of the email does bring me back to my senses of humanity.  Here goes the content of the email :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If one day you feel like crying,&lt;br /&gt;Call me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't promise that I will make you laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I can cry with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If one day you want to run away--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't be afraid to call me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't promise to ask you to stop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I can run with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If one day you don't want to listen to anyone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Call me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I promise to be there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I promise to be very quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But if one day you call...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And there is no answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come fast to see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perhaps I need you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namo Amithaba Buddha, Good NiteZZZZZZzzzzzzzz.......&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2168361359560266141/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=2168361359560266141&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/2168361359560266141?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/2168361359560266141" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/moving-on.html" title="Moving on ?" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MFSXs_cSp7ImA9WxdVEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-6970623669486645655</id><published>2008-07-14T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T15:10:18.549+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-14T15:10:18.549+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="health" /><title>Of broken tooth......</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was told by wifey that there is an authentic Malay restaurant that serve good Malay foods in Klang. So, off I went with my wife and a good friend of mine to the restaurant for Saturday's lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without doubt, the food was good, and reasonably priced. In my eagerness to satiate my desires for hot and spicy foods, I accidentally chewed on a grain of sand ( or perhaps, a little minute pebble) that came with the rice. I broke my tooth. I can't imagine my tooth was so brittle that a tiny little speck of sand can break it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I can make an issue and sue the restaurant owner for not exercising due care to ensure the rice they served are not contaminated with other unwanted residues. But would that made me feel better ? I guess, as a Buddhist, whatever will be, will be. I shall save my breaths, and acknowledge it as my karma. However, I swear, I will never eat in that restaurant again !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate dentist, but believe me, throughout my adult life, a dental clinic is the last place I would go. But, Buddha said, if you have a tooth problem, stop praying to imaginary God, go see a dentist ! So, I managed to make an appointment with the dentist on Sunday morning. The dentist inspected the damage, told me that the tooth was quite badly broken at the root. His professional opinion is to have a surgical extraction. A few anesthetic jabs later, what is left of the broken tooth was removed. The dentist gave me some pain killers just in case I need it later part of the day. And, I was poorer by RM 150 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was put on liquid diet for the whole of Sunday in order not to have any chances of solid foods causing further damage to the sore gums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hokkiens used to say “ Boh geh sai, come too boo a lau chi bai !” This eventual possibility  doesn't sound attractive to me. Well, too many teeth have gone missing in my fowl mouth, it is about time I start paying attention to oral hygiene to preserve what is still available. Otherwise, it is difficult to imagine that, one day, I will end up toothless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story is, Don't Eat Malay Foods ?&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6970623669486645655/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=6970623669486645655&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/6970623669486645655?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6970623669486645655" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/of-broken-tooth.html" title="Of broken tooth......" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMAQXk5fip7ImA9WxdWF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-1019263155923491340</id><published>2008-07-11T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T14:40:40.726+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-11T14:40:40.726+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Salman Rushdie" /><title>Salman Rushdie</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LZC6Evhg9Po/SHcAK0VuBaI/AAAAAAAABZ4/j3ilf0JQLDY/s1600-h/salman+rushdie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LZC6Evhg9Po/SHcAK0VuBaI/AAAAAAAABZ4/j3ilf0JQLDY/s200/salman+rushdie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221642478807811490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Salman Rushdie wins "Best of Booker" award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONDON (Reuters) - British author Salman Rushdie won the "Best of the Booker" prize on Thursday to mark the 40th anniversary of one of the world's most prestigious literary awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read further &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/entertainmentNews/idUSL1036245320080710?pageNumber=1&amp;amp;virtualBrandChannel=0"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulation ! Sir Salman Rushdie.  May the Almighty grants you the talents to author more beautiful novels. Peace be upon you.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1019263155923491340/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=1019263155923491340&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/1019263155923491340?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/1019263155923491340" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/salman-rushdie.html" title="Salman Rushdie" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LZC6Evhg9Po/SHcAK0VuBaI/AAAAAAAABZ4/j3ilf0JQLDY/s72-c/salman+rushdie.jpg" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcNSHo7cSp7ImA9WxdWF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-2113171701024917683</id><published>2008-07-11T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T14:34:59.409+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-11T14:34:59.409+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="In Memory" /><title>In memory of a good friend</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In memory of a wonderful person who is always missed and cherished. She may be gone, but she will never be forgotten. Although she is now at peace in the beautiful eternal garden above, but I know she is always here with us in spirit and in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeannie, rest in peace and may the Almighty bless your soul. You will always live in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.cheahs.com/mummy.htm"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2113171701024917683/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=2113171701024917683&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/2113171701024917683?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/2113171701024917683" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-memory-of-good-friend.html" title="In memory of a good friend" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYARX0zfip7ImA9WxdWFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-5144259488322019737</id><published>2008-07-08T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T15:45:44.386+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-08T15:45:44.386+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reflections" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><title>Life........</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been very hectic for me over the past few weeks. Firstly there are simply too many documents to be organized and to be placed in order. I don't know what got into me, somehow, I do have an eerie feeling that, if anything unwelcome happened to me, at least those documents can set my family in the right track to move on in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realized, there are so many friends out there I had lost contact with. I would like to make it a point to visit every one of them. Most of these friends are from my childhood times, and of course there are also those I met during the course of my career. I guess, as I grow older, I am beginning to drift into  sentimentalism of reminiscing those “good old days” of boyish friendship and solidarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work wise, I look forward to early retirement in another 6 months time. But can I make it ? There are simply just too many loose ends to tie, and too many unknown variables to manage. I started this business many years ago. In the beginning, I enjoy what I am doing, as it expand, it was very challenging to keep it going, but now, I found it heart aching to part with it. Whatever it is, I will give it a try to retire and pursue other course in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the recent photographs of myself. I do wonder, that man, with wrinkles on the forehead, sagging eye bags, and bulging tummy, is that me ? I do indeed look like my father !  I feared growing old, but between aging and forever young, do I have a choice ? Would investing in anti aging creams set my biology clock backwards ?  Like it or not, I have to accept the law of nature gracefully and accept the finality of the ultimate transformation of energies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to like to listening to FM radio and those oldies songs of the 70's,  appreciate things that are imperfect, and care less of what others think of me. On the positive sides, I think I am also getting more sentimental and compassionate.  But, I am also getting less tolerance of ideas that is not compatible with mine. After all, I do want to impose that, as I grow older, I acquired the wisdom to earn the rights to be wrong. I guess, I've aged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life. Have I past my prime ? Whatever it is, I am going to be very practical about it. I am not going to cry because I missed my opportunities or because it is over, I will try to wear a smile because they happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, when you were born, you cried, but the rest of the world rejoiced. Are you going to cry all the way to the grave ? Welcome to the real world, suckers ! Life is indeed full of ups and downs. We spend all our youth to smoothen out life's rough edges, just when when we are about to harvest the fruits of our labours, poor health set in, we grow old, and became useless ! Aging, is indeed a scary process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, I longed for love and respect, I quested for knowledge with passion, and I also have unlimited endurance to the sufferings that came attached. I have so much reverence for life that is inspired by love and guided by knowledge. But in my deepest fear, I know, at the end of the day, death is always the ultimate certainty. Is life worth living ?  Perhaps, on the other dimension, eternity awaits those tired souls..........&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5144259488322019737/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=5144259488322019737&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/5144259488322019737?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/5144259488322019737" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/life.html" title="Life........" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUADR3k4eip7ImA9WxdWEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-484702769081417566</id><published>2008-07-04T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:09:36.732+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-05T00:09:36.732+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politics" /><title>Deja Vu Sodomiskah ?</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Making police reports, statutory declarations, sodomy, and maybe even playing with C4 seemed to be Malaysians favorite past times.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we have our own Malaysian favorite blogger, Raja Petra Kamaruddin, filing a statutory declaration claiming Rosmah Mansor (the wife of Malaysia's Deputy Prime Minister) together with two high ranking Military personnel were present at the crime scene when the Mongolian woman, Altantuya Shaariibuu, was murdered on Oct 19, 2006. The Deputy Prime Minister is Najib Abdul Razak. Najib's father was the former Prime Minister who declared emergency rules during the infamous and bloodied May 13 racial riots of 1969.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about May 13 1968 racial riots, it doesn't really matter who started the May 13 riots, but one thing for sure, all those mother fuckers who were directly involved in the May 13 racial riots are now burning in hell. I presumed their descendants are now either in living hell or are about to say konichiwa to hell.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have a 6 feet tall 23 years old man making a police report alleging that he was raped ( sodomized ) by a man who is 62 years old and having back problem. That 62 years old man is Anwar Ibrahim, the De facto Leader of Pakatan Rakyat. The 23 years old man is Saiful Bukhari Azlan. From the various photos pasted on the Internet, this young man seemed to be very well connected with quite a number of Government's ministers. Hmmm..... “ANALogy” seemed to be a favorite past times of Malaysia politics. I still can not comprehend how an old man is capable to overpower a young man to force his penis into a young man's anus. Perhaps, Anwar Ibrahim is an expert Silat Master – Kungfu ala Melayu ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be outdone, we have another Malaysian of Indian origin filing a Statutory Declaration that our Deputy Prime Minister was romantically involved with the murdered Mongolian woman before she was C4ed. That man is P. Balasubramaniam. He once worked as Political analyst Abdul Razak Baginda's Private Investigator. Abdul Razak Baginda is currently on trial for abetting the murder of Mongolian woman, Altantuya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, less than 24 hours later, the same Balasubramanian called another press conference to state that he has made a second statutory declaration to retract his first statutory declaration. He said “I was compelled to affirm the said statutory declaration under duress". If he is so easily compelled to make the first Statutory Declaration, will he also be easily compelled to make a third Statutory Declaration to retract the second Statutory Declaration and restore his first Statutory Declaration ? Well, we are all living in this blessed bolihland. What else is not possible ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...... it does remind me of the saying that “Politicians are like diapers. They both need changing regularly and for the same reason.“ It seemed to me that, politics in Malaysia is indeed getting very decadence ! So, any more police reports, statutory declarations, press conferences, etc. ? Bring it on, Malaysia......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh.... politicians can do whatever shameless stunts they want to sustain their political survival. But back to reality, it is getting late now, tomorrow is another tough day ahead for average wage earner like me. Before I go to bed, perhaps, the following statement is worth its 2 cents of salts :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One&lt;br /&gt;basic&lt;br /&gt;truth can&lt;br /&gt;be used as&lt;br /&gt;a foundation for&lt;br /&gt;a mountain of lies,&lt;br /&gt;and if we dig down deep&lt;br /&gt;enough in the mountain of lies,&lt;br /&gt;and bring out that truth, to set it&lt;br /&gt;on top of the mountain of lies; the entire&lt;br /&gt;mountain of lies will crumble under the weight of&lt;br /&gt;that one truth, and there is nothing more devastating to a&lt;br /&gt;structure of lies than the revelation of the truth upon which&lt;br /&gt;the structure of lies was built, because the shock waves of&lt;br /&gt;the revelation of the truth reverberate, and continue to&lt;br /&gt;reverberate throughout the Earth for generations to&lt;br /&gt;follow, awakening even those&lt;br /&gt;people who had no&lt;br /&gt;desire to be&lt;br /&gt;awakened&lt;br /&gt;to the&lt;br /&gt;truth.&lt;br /&gt;-- Delamer Duverus --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Good NiteZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz...... Namo Amithaba Buddha&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/484702769081417566/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=484702769081417566&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/484702769081417566?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/484702769081417566" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/deja-vu-sodomiskah.html" title="Deja Vu Sodomiskah ?" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEAR3Y5eip7ImA9WxdXGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-4630836680191916572</id><published>2008-07-02T01:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T01:17:26.822+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-02T01:17:26.822+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="???" /><title>Untitled......</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LZC6Evhg9Po/SGpkPT9jztI/AAAAAAAABZw/O5XnPEXlutM/s1600-h/ommanipedmehum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LZC6Evhg9Po/SGpkPT9jztI/AAAAAAAABZw/O5XnPEXlutM/s400/ommanipedmehum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218093332481429202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;Times running out ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4630836680191916572/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=4630836680191916572&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/4630836680191916572?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4630836680191916572" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/untitled.html" title="Untitled......" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LZC6Evhg9Po/SGpkPT9jztI/AAAAAAAABZw/O5XnPEXlutM/s72-c/ommanipedmehum.jpg" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMNQH09cSp7ImA9WxdXF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-495332633719735705</id><published>2008-06-29T17:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T17:58:11.369+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-29T17:58:11.369+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politics" /><title>Reformasi Revisited ?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I spilled my coffee this morning ! What a shocking revelation. First, about a week ago, we have a Statutory Declaration filed by Raja Petra Kamaruddin claiming that the wife of the Deputy Prime Minister was directly involved in using C4 to murder a young Mongolian woman. Now, an accuser file a police report accusing Anwar Ibrahim of sodomizing him. Police said the accuser is now warded in an unknown hospital for treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I recalled it correctly, 10 years ago, Anwar Ibrahim was the Prime Minister-in-waiting, his rising political career was cut short, because he was accused, arrested, convicted, and jailed on sodomy charges.  Today, Anwar Ibrahim was again accused of sodomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anwar and his Pakatan Rakyat is the government in waiting. Pakatan Rakyat has claimed that they can formed the next government by September 2008. But looks like Anwar Ibrahim fight to claim Premiership of Malaysia is jinxed again. Will his rebrned political career going to be cut short again by this new sodomy accusation ? As a layman, to me, this does sound like a desperate attempt by whoever that is out there to short circuit Anwar Ibrahim's political career. If indeed there is an attempt to sabotage Anwar Ibrahim, then, on our bended knee, let's all pray to God to bless Malaysia. The politics and politicking in Malaysia are getting very arrogantly decadence.  The faked preacher man, the son of the man who engineered May 13 riots, and Mamak Mugabe are you there ? Indeed, Malaysia do have a class of Bangsat-wan lurking in all the dark corners. To all these Bangsatwan, Satu Bangsat, Satu Neraka. Clap, clap, clap...... Welcome to the HELL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago, Internet accessibility is virtually none in Malaysia. The MSM impressed Malaysians with mattress with huge sperm marks being carried in and out of the court house.  Malaysians have no choice but to rely on the MSM to print the gospel truth. But now, Internet is available to almost every office and household, as a result, independent and unbiased news and information are readily available. So, Malaysians will not be as gullible and as stupid compared to 10 years ago. I for one, find it difficult to believe in desperately cooked up pathetic plot. However, I do believed, it is always easier for old dogs to perform simple old tricks repeatedly for instant self gratifications. Boo boo, ssssssit. Good Dog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said, all road lead to Rome, but in this case, it seemed to me that all evidences seemed fabricated, and seemed to be from certain desperadoes trying desperately to extend their illegitimate hold on greed and craze for power to continue their shameless and immoral existences....  Well, politics made desperate morons do desperate things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LZC6Evhg9Po/SGdWh90klEI/AAAAAAAABZo/gDd5gP-8phA/s1600-h/saiful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LZC6Evhg9Po/SGdWh90klEI/AAAAAAAABZo/gDd5gP-8phA/s320/saiful.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217233834862744642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;According to www.malaysia-today.net, the accuser is Saiful Bukhari Azlan ( see attached picture ). Oh My God, I do sincerely hope the police report filed by this young man is merely an act of deluded fantasy, and I also sincerely hope this young man is not paid or induced by desperate men to file false police report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that, on July 6th 2008, there will be a very massive demonstration of ONE MILION people  in Petaling Jaya against the recent fuel price hike. I hope this event will not turned into a massive confrontation between DSAI supporters and the police forces.  Let us hope that no blood are shed on the streets, and the event will not be hijacked by desperate idiots and morons to stage political maneuvering that causes further hardships to Malaysians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the incompetent, corrupt, shameless, and immoral souls, politics is indeed very interesting, guttering, and entertaining.  I do hope, when the curtain is finally drawn, hell awaits those sinful bastards and mother fuckers.  Yeah, go ahead, put up a loud speaker to shout your insincere prayers to your God for salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al Gore once said in Malaysia “The brave people of reformasi... we hear you..... !”&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/495332633719735705/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=495332633719735705&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/495332633719735705?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/495332633719735705" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/reformasi-revisited.html" title="Reformasi Revisited ?" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LZC6Evhg9Po/SGdWh90klEI/AAAAAAAABZo/gDd5gP-8phA/s72-c/saiful.jpg" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYERX07cCp7ImA9WxdXFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-7052458832143345765</id><published>2008-06-27T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:01:44.308+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-27T20:01:44.308+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reflections" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><title>Who Am I ?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had my burning idealism and motivation guided by a common  principle that nobody owed me a living. I worked hard, not out of necessity, but to ensure I do not have to depend on others to care for my financial wellbeing, and also to ensure that people around me can depend on me to have basic comforts if the needs arise.  Personally, I also believe in doing good to people without asking for returns. I want to live a simple life with genuine friends, seek not wealth, recognition, status,   and not to unduly worried about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gave up my career to be with my family. I know, job comes and goes. If I lost a job today, I can always find a new job tomorrow. If my office lost me as an employee, the company can always find a better replacement to take over my functions and responsibilities. But if I lost my loved one, I would never be able to find a replacement. Likewise, if my loved one lost me, it would be a permanent emotional scar on their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, these were simple aspirations from a deluded man man who selfishly intend to remain status quo without major disruptions in his life. But, those were aspirations when I was young. Time has changed, the surrounding has changed, and people around me have also changed. I am also not what I used to be – I have changed ! Looking forward and reminiscing the past, I guess the only thing that will always remain CONSTANT is CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, I denounced racism and discrimination, I hate religious intolerances, I despised  cultural imposition, I had my hatreds toward insincere and dishonest people, and many negativities which are unacceptable in my reality. In life, if you preoccupied yourself with negativities, negativities will consumed you in the end.  In my eagerness to right the wrongs, I became what I tried to right. The fact is, I became an oxymoron exists in  the Grey area of a two dimensional black and white reality. I had unknowingly charted my stupidity of making life uninteresting for myself !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, the collections of life's experiences enriched me with the wisdom to have a philosophical approach to adapt to life. Now that I am a salmon on a reverse journey, my perceptions and responses to life have also change. I will let adaptive instinct to lead me to whatever direction it dictate, I will not be burdened by my conscious efforts to decide the eventualities. For better or worst, I will let the future surprise me. Am I making the right decision or right effort ? I do not know. Times will tell, and times will right all wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure, I lived a very blessed life. The good angels has been overly kind to me, they graced me with the blessings to live life as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now to “eternity”, what do I want from life ?  Well, I will take more time out to smell the flowers. I will definitely hope to be able to have more times to sip my coffee, enjoy whatever foods that are presented to me, feel the liveliness of the fresh air, see more sun rises,  and be awed by the beauty of sunsets. It will be a bonus if the good angels can also grant me the opportunity to carry the children of my children on my lap, and the time to tell my grandfather stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I in this life ? The question is, who wants to know and who bothers ? Whatever it is, we are not what we used to be, we are not what we want to be, and we are not what others want us to be. So, be fair to yourself, and be fair to others. Live life as it is, what ever will be, will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namo Amithaba Buddha.........&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7052458832143345765/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=7052458832143345765&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/7052458832143345765?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/7052458832143345765" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/who-am-i.html" title="Who Am I ?" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkANQn0_fSp7ImA9WxdXFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-4550341062090329379</id><published>2008-06-25T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:33:13.345+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-25T21:33:13.345+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humanity" /><title>Disgusting atrocities against women around the world</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is sad to read about terrible atrocities being committed against so many women and young girls in various parts of the world. These women and young girls suffered in silence and in fear because these barbaric crimes are justified using the name of religions and local cultures. The vctims will never have fair justice on their sides because the rules are set and dictate by the men cultured in barbarism with disgusting satanic mentality. The following is a list of  common atrocities suffered by women in various part of the world :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honor Killing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bride burning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Acid attacks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Female genital mutilation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ritual servitude&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read further at &lt;a href="http://listverse.com/crime/7-terrible-abuses-suffered-by-women-around-the-world/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The List Universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what can I say, some retarded mothers do have retarded men walking among us to seek recognition for their stupid and barbaric rights to commit barbaric crimes. In this times of modernity, we still have barbarians enjoying the perverted pleasure of inflicting pains and sufferings on defenseless women. In the name of stupid and over glorified religions and cultures, what stupidity and insanity are men incapable of ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those morons who demand sensitivity and respect for their religious and cultural rights to practice these forms of satanic cruelty, please go live in the caves and co-habitate with wild animals of their choices.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4550341062090329379/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=4550341062090329379&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/4550341062090329379?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4550341062090329379" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/disgusting-atrocities-against-women.html" title="Disgusting atrocities against women around the world" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ANSHY4fyp7ImA9WxdXE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18323981.post-8760479601023133960</id><published>2008-06-24T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:03:19.837+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-24T23:03:19.837+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Odd News" /><title>It pays to be a smoker......</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To help smokers kick the habit, a pilot  initiative between public health organizations, municipal authorities and the Scottish government offering 12.50 pounds per week to smokers to quit will be rolled out in Dundee, north of Edinburgh. Read further at &lt;a href="http://www.physorg.com/news133364861.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scottish smokers to be paid to quit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, 12.5 pounds is approximately RM 70. Wow, if this scheme is introduce in Malaysia, I will probably be richer by RM300 per month.  And one thing for sure, being Malaysians, there will be a lot of people registering themselves as smokers to qualify for the scheme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come our super duper carpet beggars never thought of this initiative to help Malaysians kick the habit and in the process save billions of ringgits in health care costs for the government, and also enrich themselves with millions of ringgits ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another opportunity for the BN government to rid Malaysians of subsidies mentality, maybe the Ministry of Health should cook up some fairy believable reasons for raising health care costs for the smokers.  And, In return, offer monthly “rebates” or “allowances” to all those “registered” smokers. Maybe the government can also rope in our super efficient Pos Malaysia to do the disbursement nationwide. Of course to compensate POS Malaysia for the transaction and administrative expenses, similar to the recent Petrol Rebates, the government can always pay POS Malaysia RM 60 per smoker per year. Assuming 20% of the populations are smokers, there will be approximately 5.2 millions smokers in the country. That will probably work out to RM 312 millions revenues annually for POS Malaysia. So, to all those well connected people, do you smell the opportunities yet ? There are lots of money to be made, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, I am not surprise at all, if the shareholders of POS Malaysia and the Ministry Of Health are probably already working on scheming a scheme. In Malaysia, what else is not possible ?  Not wanting to be sarcastic, but honestly, I do think Malaysia is a land of opportunities if you have the technical know-who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paying smokers to quit smoking ? How about paying drug addicts to quit drugs ? How about paying alcoholics to quit drinkings ? How about paying prostitutes quit prostitution ? How about............ I shake my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preacher Man, you there ?&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8760479601023133960/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18323981&amp;postID=8760479601023133960&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18323981/posts/default/8760479601023133960?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/8760479601023133960" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://taipingcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-pays-to-be-smoker.html" title="It pays to be a smoker......" /><author><name>Dalai Baru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311535458153207502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry></feed>
