Can i be ur friend??? Ah let me know ur race first!

My parents brought up me according to my race, but they never under estimated any other religion or never did they tell me not to make friends with children of another race. I was free to make my own Friends,. I have written about my best friends in an earlier post. And what i forgot to tell there (because it never occurred to me that much until now) is that we 4 are from 3 different races. But it was never a big deal to me. sometimes it was kind of hard when it came to dress codes and parties because i have some restrictions there, but my friends understood that and respected my individuality never did they laugh or criticized me. So in my life up to now i have never been bothered or tortured by racism (other than by few school teachers) i think i was lucky to have such understanding friends.

Now I’m in uni and life is quite different from school and it’s quite hard to find good friends like back at home. And I have seen many people suffering because of the racism issue. My uni is full of people from different races and the main thing I see is, nobody likes to mingle with the Africans, and, it bothers them a lot and they feel like an outcast and most of them have lost their self confidence. I have two great African friends. They help me in every way. Another thing is most of the time Africans stick together with Africans, Indians with Indians, Malays with Malays and Chinese with Chinese.
Pathetic isn’t it I thought the whole idea of an international university with so many different races is about interacting with each other. Guess I was wrong!

Even if u try to be good friends with people of other races sometimes it doesn’t go that well. Because In the long run u will come across some racial thing no matter how good the friends are. Sometimes they will all go partying and will forget to tell u. they all will talk the same language and u won’t understand anything and they will rarely talk in English. They will remember to give everyone a birthday gift but u. and most of the time u will be left behind. They will forget u exist and criticize ur religion in front of u.Wont these things make u wonder and question your self? Won’t u tend to think that they don’t like your company? And really don’t care a damn about your friendship or your feelings? Sometimes they may be not knowing that they are hurting u it’s just that they care more about they are own kind.

What should be the reason that people like to stick with people from they are own race and give more priority to them? Is it because it’s more comfortable and more convenient? Or is it something that they do involuntarily? Or is it the way they were brought up?

I really don't know whether there are answers to all these questions. How can people judge or make friends according to a skin color or a race.. Can’t it be only about caring, sharing and fun? Why can’t we enjoy our differences? And treat each person according to his individuality without grouping him to a color or race first

Consider this merely as a blog and nothing else.everything i have told here is NOT from my experiences so do not question me!

Ah I did it all by myself!

Months ago I bought this cloth rack and I was unable to assemble it because I didn’t have a hammer , many people promised me that they would do it for me, but yet two months later it's still there lying in my room all scattered up just like my clothes( because DHU!! I don’t have cloth rack). So today when I woke up I thought, why do I always depend on others, screw them, i will do it by myself and anyway I didn’t have anything better to do since it was a long holiday and I was the only one trapped in the apartment. Since I didn’t have a hammer I used my dumbbells instead and after struggling with it for about an hour I was done, and i was sweating like a pig! and Even though I damaged my finger in the process ,I felt happy and proud of myself because I was able to do a mans job myself.. But I do wish I had done this long time ago it would have saved me many minutes which I wasted while searching my socks and shawl in a jumble of clothes in the morning, when I was already late for Lab… anyway the lesson I learnt today Is I should try to be independent and do my stuff by myself,,,, it reminded me of the old saying “If there is a will there’s a way”!!

I will Love u till the End!

Sometimes I wonder.
How come u love me so much.
U never get fed up or mad.
Not even when i get out of hand.
U always make me calm.
with a sweet Little joke.
and forget all the mean things.
in less than a second.
when I am all worn out of crying.
U look at me with Ur charming eyes.
and whisper that U will love me forever.
No matter how crazy i get.
Then u hug me tight and.
buy me an ice cream.
That is my favorite part of our fights.
Darling i just wanted u to know.
I am so sorry.
I never mean anything i tell.
My tongue is out of control.
just as me and my mind.
No matter how crazy and stupid i get.
Remember,
I will love u till the end!

Singapore , I expected MORE!

Last week i went on a vacation to Singapore and i was so exited, obviously because everyone told me that it's a wonderful place.. so i was looking forward to see a spic and span city without dirt. But it was a total disaster from the time we landed..
first the hotel we booked told that we only booked for 2 when actually we had booked for 3 and when my dad asked whether we could change it in to a family room , they said NOOOOOOO, i donno why was that though, we were exhausted and had no place to go, then after about hour we found this place which was an apartment like place which was very very clean and EXPENSIVE it was 115$ per night, which was same as a 3 star hotel , then anyway since we were so tired we took it, guess what the room was two storey one, my place was upstairs with a bed and a chair, i could hardly stand in that place because every time i stood up i banged my head .

Anyway the next day dad wanted to take me to SENTOSA ISLAND which i was very looking forward to, the Hotel ppl told that taking the bus was easier and cheaper so we took it, but when we got inside the bus , the driver shouted at us to get down because we didnt have exact change. DUH! actually we had but he didnt give us anytime to find it, how the hell were we supposed to know that we had to have exact change and anyway we didnt know the fare either, my dad was soooooo pissed he said let's take a taxi , i think that's the way Singaporeans show hospitality...
Anyway Senthosa was nothing like i expected, i have seen much nicer places here in malaysia, believe me SUNWAY in malaysia is 10000 times better..

Then in the evening we went to Little India, that place made me faint, it was so smelly and filthy it was like i was in chennai, covered with dirt, and it smelt like rotten meat.. and even though i heard u were not supposed to spit on the road , i saw many doing so... my father was like Oh God! what happened to Singapore it was not like this 5 years ago.

I have to say Orchard road was very nice and clean , that part was like Singapore. i hope it remains so!
I donno whether u guys have seen but I have seen these huge bragging adds about MDIS in srilankan papers, telling what a great place it is, and i saw the place it didnt look that great to me..

Stuff is overly expensive there, one parata(roti) is 2$ where as in Malaysia its only 0.90 cents in Rm, and by the way to keep u in track 1 sing$=2.5Rm..

Once one of my friends told me that even Singapore air is so much nicer but this time i went, i only felt dust and smoke... so i clearly made up i mind to cut off Singapore from my holiday destinations!

Who is guilty

OK this is something we had to discuss in our work place communication class, and there were some heated arguments about this , so thought of getting u guys opinion as well . OK this is the story , a 16 year old year kid is caught by the police for drug trafficking, and when he was questioned ,he told that he did it to help his father to pay a loan he took from a lone shark ( a place who loans u money with a HUGE interest and which is illegal) because the lone shark has threatened to kill the father if not. so in Ur opinion who is Guilty? the boy (who is still a minor) , the father or the lone shark. and what should be the punishment for the guilty party??

TRY TO MIND UR OWN BUSINESS

Why do people have to be so cynical these days.. why cant they mind there own business? Why do most people think that they are perfect? What if I am skinny or Fat? What is their bloody problem..
Have u ever heard someone telling,”oh my god loook how fat she is”? “or ewwwww she is so skinny”, “she is so dark, his hair looks weird”, oh why is she/he wearing that it looks horrible. What the hell, it’s their own wish. Not as if their making others uncomfortable right?

when ever I see my nosy relatives I here this phrase alot oh !u have gone fat... grrr and when they see my cousin ,they will go ohhhhhh god gal try to gain some weight u look sooooooooo thin.. At one time i wanted to shout at one aunt telling GET LOST U COW. But since I am not in a community like that I had to give the plastic smile and go away dragging my cousin..
people telling you how u look to your face is quite ok, sometimes some people who really care about u do that to make u look better, but it really hurts when u hear someone back biting and laughing about u. I know some don’t think too much, they tell what they think out loud , but next time u come close to doing something like that , think how she/he will feel if she / he hears u. believe me if u here someone telling something bad about u , u will understand about the feeling I am talking about.

When I was in Grade 1, there was this dark girl and everyone called her KALU APPE (black hopper) but even at that time I thought she had a nice smile, I was the only one who played with her most of the time...I think its the way we have been told, from small days we have this concept in our minds that dark is ugly and fair is prettier, and many more like that. But for me I find dark gals more attractive, most of the time they have a hidden beauty inside themselves...

So whether your Dark or fair, fat or thin, Just know that there is someone, at least one person in your life who loves u for who u are, and not for how u look (it can be your mother ,father ,sister friend, boy friend girl friend , anyone). Always remember that beauty is skin deep..

I am not telling I haven’t done it, I sometimes do comment on peoples dress ‘s or hair styles, but not about they are body or skin color, never in my life. I don't judge people by they are outer appearance, but by what they are inside. So from today onwards I will try my best to, not to comment bad about others... hope u will too!

THERE IS NO DISTANCE TOO FAR BETWEEN BEST FRIENDS, FOR FRIENDSHIP GIVES WINGS TO THE HEART.

When everything goes wrong Friends are the one I turn to, there are 3 women in my life ,who has been there for me through my ups and downs. The special thing about these three women is that they know each other through me and they are not best friends themselves, but when ever we meet they get along very well...

One of them is my childhood friend A, the weird part is we were only in the same school for few years, but all the years which we were apart we wrote to each other (I still have those letters filled with huge letters and spelling mistakes) for this 15 years we have known each other , I cant find a day we were mad at each other.

Then there is N who has been my friend for 10 years, she has been an amazing friend to me. She is the most easygoing person I ever met she can brighten my day just like that...

Then there is K who stuck out A/L s with me, K was my savior, she was the one who did all my biology drawings, saved me from being embarrassed from the most torturing chemistry teacher in the world, and the plots we made on Saturday mornings to bunk classes were almost all the time successful. Even though the 2 years of A/L is the most horrible years of a person, K made it so much easier and happier. But I do have to mention how many times we have got mad at each for stupid things.

These three women have been victims of my mood swings, because I only torture people whom I love, who I know wont get fed up of me. If u ask my family they will tell what a fuss pot I am. They love me for what I am, when ever I felt stupid and ugly they had a way of making me special and wanted..

Last night while going through some old Photographs I Realized how much I love my Gals and how much I miss them, it reminded me of a time before boy Friends and breakups (but at times like that we were great at making those idiots feel like jerks), A life which was filled with ditching assembly's and sport practices....Magical school days which are over forever.

Even though now we are oceans apart, its amazing how we can catch up when ever we meet from the place we left off.. People will come and go in my life but my gals will always be there with me ,because we have a special bond that won’t be easy to be broken or forgotten. LOVE U GALS!