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Drowning and clutching

It's the time of the year again, when all of us bloggers the like sit down and reflect on the year that's gone by. And think of all the things we want this new year to bring.

This year has been both sweet and bitter, gentle and callous... grotesque and beautiful. I don't know where else to place it but to slide it in, like a bookmark in a book.. as a year that I'd rather forget for all the bad things, and remember the good things.

To all who have been with me this time round, I love you. And to all who will not be here anymore, I will miss you. And for those who I'm going to see a lot more of (hopefully), I am looking forward to seeing you so much.

Special mention to two housemates and a friend who are getting married nxt year, first up, PRIYA CONGRATS!!!!

.. and to the second bride and the third bride.. we'll be sure to mention you, when ur dates come closer ;).

xoxo (gg style fr once.. mansi i know u understand)


And for the rest of you MERRY X MAS N HAPPY NEW Y…
Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus.

I remember, at some point in school, when I heard this line.. I stopped myself for a minute, and realized that suddenly this phrase was true. I looked around the guys at school and realized that there was this schism between them and I, and I just didn't know when it came up.

We spent about 9 hours at school together, we went in the same busses, ate the same food.. and somewhere along the way, they'd become different.

And so early in the morning today, in coversation with a girlfriend, there are so many damned schisms.. gender toned differences. And with it a realization, that we are actually be so different... us men and women, that we might as well be from different planets.

Malaysia, truly asia

"But let us all note one thing at least: While the leaders and supporters of Hindraf may have resorted to the politics of race and religious-based communitarianism to further a specific goal in mind, we should not really be surprised if they had done so. This is Malaysia, remember: the same multi-culti country that has been run and governed by the same tired and worn-out coalition of ideologically bankrupt right-wing communitarian race and religious-based parties for half a century. Those fellow Malaysians who marched on Sunday are the children of a nation-building project that has failed utterly and miserably, and they merely reflect the racialised mindset of so many Malaysian politicians today who are no better.

So while we may disagree with the tone and tenor of Hindraf’s communitarian political-speak, let us not miss the wood for the trees. Hindraf did not invent racialised communitarian politics in Malaysia, it was the component of the Barisan Nasional parties that did, and c…

Bangalore Search

A friend and mine at work, had the good opportunity to survey some 'charity' instituitions recently.

We went to three places along our survey of all the places that we knew around our area that offered solace to the variety of poor. The first site visit was Little Sisters of the Poor, a huge stone building, looking a lot like a school from built perhaps in the early 1900s. Set up though in the 70s, it has a central courtyard, surrounded by stone corridors and church like silence.

With nuns pacing around, in their gray dresses and a few of the aged, looking under dressed for the costume party. The place belongs to yesterday, and upon enquiry we found that a meal for every person residing in the quarters would mean 35 elderly, 50 nuns/novices and 5 in house staff would get fed.

With me scorning at the porpotions, we went to what we thought was another charitable instituition, called St something something. There we met a Sister Christopher (anyone know how they pick their names?), …