Month: September 2010

The Kite Runner

Bought this last week, but hadn’t get the time to sit down n really read it. Its actually a real experience of the Afghanistan people, how they deal with their everyday life, move to other country, their culture and their religion. I love this book!

My teacher used to tell me that reading is to at least appreciate all the pain, experiences and life, on other people. Its a lifetime experience of a man, put in a book, for someone to read. And yea, The Kite Runner is a lifetime experience of an Afghanistan name Amir.

I am a Christian, and live in a Muslim country, but i only have a slight idea on what muslim is. For me, its just a Mosque, Friday prayer and halal. But reading The Kite Runner, open my mind that the Muslim itself actually has different kind. I mean just like Christianity, we have Protestant, catholic.

Amir as the main character, comes from wealthy family, and they have a servant, a Hazara a shia Muslim. Amir and his family is a Pashtun, a Sunni Muslim. There’s a lil bit difference in Sunni and shia but, they still get along together.

After the Soviet invasion, Amir’s father took Amir to America and sought asylum. They were no longer wealthy and life as immigrants was hard. But eventually Amir finished college and became a successful writer.

The Kite Runner is a tale of friendship, betrayal and redemption. It is about human’s struggles with sin and family traditions. It is about personal and cultural honor and shame. It is an old-fashioned kind of novel that really sweeps you away, as one review says.

And i love Amir’s father quote : There is only one sin, only one. And that is theft. Every other sin is a variation of theft… When you kill a man, you steal a life. You steal his wife’s right to a husband, rob his children of a father. When you tell a lie, you steal someone’s right to the truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness.

Being ruled by Russian then Taliban Baba says : The Mullahs want to rule our souls… and the Communists tell us we don’t have any.

The book is a really great experience to open one’s mind on how we see things. To understand things, especially when you embrace something that you don’t even understand its history :)…

The climb..

How many songs reflect you in some ways in your life? Or maybe portrays what you feel or face daily?  maybe this song best describe me now….the climb..too near yet too far…The faith sometimes shaking, and some evils will whisper to me that i’m not gonna make it… All i know is that i need to be strong, and focus on my dream….
 
I can almost see it
That dream I am dreaming
But there’s a voice inside my head saying
“You’ll never reach it”

Every step I’m taking
Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaking

But I gotta keep trying
Gotta keep my head held high

There’s always gonna be another mountain
I’m always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be a uphill battle
Sometimes I’m gonna have to lose

Ain’t about how fast I get there
Ain’t about what’s waiting on the other side
It’s the climb

The struggles I’m facing
The chances I’m taking
Sometimes might knock me down
But no, I’m not breaking

I may not know it
But these are the moments that
I’m gonna remember most, yeah
Just gotta keep going

And I, I got to be strong
Just keep pushing on

Detox after Hari raya

Its a great weekend for Hari raya!

Me with my 2 girl friends went to ranau for the weekend gateway and had spent a splendid time away from the city.
the gorgeous Kinabalu..cold and cold :

went to Poring Hots Spring at 7am! The visitor really crazy during the weekend, so we decided to go as early as 7am. We manage to get 3 tab for each of us.

Not forgetting the beautiful Mesilau! The flowers , the grass and the air..hmmm..splendid!

On the way back to KK, we went for hot madras Coffee at Simpang Bundu tuhan. U need to climb to get to the cafe, and the view is awesome!

Now time for detox, after consume lots of rice, ketupat, rendang, curry, kuih raya…waw…Here are some lists to do detox, for those who have no idea 🙂

1. Eat plenty of fiber, including brown rice and organically-grown fresh fruits and vegetables. Beets, radishes, artichokes, cabbage, broccoli, spirulina, chlorella, and seaweed are excellent detoxifying foods.

2. Cleanse and protect the liver by taking herbs such as dandelion root, burdock and milk thistle, and drinking green tea.

3. Take vitamin C, which helps the body produce glutathione, a liver compound that drives away toxins.

4. Drink at least 2 quarts of water daily.

5. Breathe deeply to allow oxygen to circulate more completely through your system.

6. Transform stress by emphasizing positive emotions.

7. Practice hydrotherapy by taking a very hot shower for five minutes, allowing the water to run on your back. Follow with cold water for 30 seconds. Do this three times, and then get into bed for 30 minutes.

8. Sweat in a sauna so your body can eliminate wastes through perspiration.

9. Dry-brush your skin or try detoxifying patches or detox foot spas / foot baths to remove toxins through your pores. Special brushes are available at natural products stores.

10. What is the most important way to detoxify? “Exercise,” says Bennett. “Yoga or jump-roping are good. One hour every day.” Also try qigong, a martial-arts based exercise system that includes exercises specifically for detoxifying or cleansing, as well as many other exercises with specific health benefits.

I have started today, and will end this Sunday! For a healthy body, why not?

I am just saying

I am looking for a book entitle ‘If you want to be rich and happy, don’t go to school’. Yep, the title sound weird, but read the synopsis I found that the book really interesting, and worth to read.

Its something about how people interpret SCHOOL. A place where student MUST listen to what the teacher said, no argument and just LISTEN. Well this mostly apply in Asia school, where the social hierarchy is having the teacher on one of the most important and honored place.

I am not saying that I totally reject the education system, in this country especially. Please don’t get me wrong. My point is that, the system should be more open and practice 2 ways communications. Like student can argue with the solution with teacher and so do the teacher can ask student on the significant of the answer he or she gave.

Being Dusun (how I proud to be a Dusun), my grandparents teach me not to question anything but just do as we told by someone older than us. Never satisfied, but nothing I can do J. I am just a little girl back then.

I remember when me and my younger sister went to kebun with my grandma, she told us to ‘don’t talk’ when we pass by certain places, which according to my grandma, ‘they’ are having breakfast. I will really holding my breath, and walk without making any noise, because I will do as I told, without any question. Well, who dare to say to no my grandma ha ha. But being the notorious one, and I think she have unlimited question as a child, my sister, she will put both her palm on her mouth and say : I won’t talk, but can I breath? Or can I pick that funny leave, will they eat me if I do that? Ok I won’t talk, but the mosquitoes really annoying, eh if they can listen to us, then they can listen to the mosquitoes, why the mosquito’s grandma never ask them to keep quiet?

Ya, she will keep on asking can I this, can I that, until my grandma, slap her mouth in anger. Ha ha ha…

I remember my grandpa have 3 buffaloes which we nickname each one of them, ala but I kind of forget the names he he. One of it is Laning, a Dusun name my grandpa gave. Every morning my grandpa will check them to make sure they are okay, and once a while he will ask me to give a salt to them,. Like put a salt on my palm, and show it to the buffaloes. They will start licking my little palm and it feel so weird..I usually don’t like it, and I will throw the salt on the ground, and the buffalo will lick it from the ground.

My grandpa says, having the buffalo licking my palm will make her love me more. She will know that I am her master and she will gave birth with lots and beautiful baby buffalo. The baby will grow into large and very heavy mama buffalo, and I can sell it, when I need money for my college.

I never realize all his plans back then. Only now, I realize how he had planned for everything. he never go to any project management school, or financial plan class. I must mention here that my grandparents never go to school. My grandpa is very good in math, he can read and write. Yep, he lives to learn, and to experience everything. He gets unlimited answers for all his curiosity, and never has to choose A, B C or D, like in school.

He never had to worry how he makes his coffee. He can put sugar or salt. I was 9 when I said, teacher said coffee must go with sugar not salt. He said, because the teacher likes the taste. And you never try to use other because teacher only says with sugar. Well, back then, I always thought my teacher is far more educated compare to my grandpa, so I just do as my teacher told us (well, I never like the taste of coffee and salt anyway he he).But think about it now, my grandpa is a genius. Ah how i miss him 🙁

Not to encourage the young one NOT to go to school,they have to go to school, to get basic education. But the parents should put more effort to let their children learn and experience life naturally. Gives them space to think, discover and voice their thought. This can create better quality generation in future.

SABAH-The land that ours

Been off from blogging for 2 weeks, due to lots of outside activities that takes lots of my time , he he..Not because i’m buzy with books or works, which im proudly say, I AM NOT. well lots to do, but i had learn that its not the task that makes us sort of ‘busy’, but because our failure to manage our time. So yep, i have tons of work to do, yet i still have time to hang out with the girls, shopping, jogging, lepaking and stuffs 🙂 . So i consider myself as IMPROVED in managing my time..he he

,,I just spent my wonderful holiday at kampung for merdeka holiday and it really good!
..and i also had finish reading EAT PRAY LOVE..

it feel exciting to spend days at kampung!
 
I love my land..and it really makes me sad to hear someone selling their land, in exchange for money. well, i am not saying that money is not important, but is it the only way? How about long term plan, how about working hard, how about be creative? How i wish i could have millions of money to buy those land, and not to have to go to the outsiders. Again, i love my land.

There’a a story from a business man back in KL, he said: “Sabahan people is stupid. They sells their land for rm90K, happily smiling to get their money. Guess what…i buy the land, and sell it for 500K. That’s an easy money!”

Somehow, i think, we local takes things for granted. And i hate to admit that.  But that’s what we are. And it’s even funny to hear that some sells the land to have a beautiful wedding? oh my! Are we local…crazy?

..i don’t know, and i am sad..I pray that one day the next generation won’t have to build 1000storeys apartments : they don’t have enough land to stay…because my generation had sold it to outsiders!

we are so pathetic ain’t we?