"If animals could, they would protest most vehemently. Since they can't, I will do so on their behalf".

"Animals don't do what this despicable person did. They don't stuff cucumbers and brinjals into the private parts of their victims.The phrase “worse than animals” is erroneous. It would, however, be proper for animals to use the phrase “worse than humans". Animals kill out of hunger".


"We kill out of anger.Humans kill at the slightest of aggravations. We kill for revenge. We kill because we think our religion is better than the other person's or because someone has slighted our religion. We kill for control of natural resources. And some warped minds kill for pleasure".

"Please, let us not clothe these perverts with dignity by calling them animals." [NSTP]

Very well said my favourite Kathirasen! For, we must remember, it is our duty to not only protect fellow human being and mould our children into becoming wholesome individuals, but to also protect animals.

Who in their right mind would want to commit such heinous offence. Beyond reproach. Most definitely not an animal. I say shred these culprits' meat and feed them to the lions. Because, animals just kill out of hunger.

Sepetang di Zoo Negara ;)

I just love talking to animals. I do that all the time.

Si Comel :) And to YOU i shall sing ;

"U're a falling star, U're the get away car.

U're the line in the sand when I go too far.

U're the swimming pool on an August day.

And U're the Perfect thing to say.

And U play it coy, but it's kinda cute.

When U smile at me U know exactly what U do.

Baby don't pretend, that U don't know it's true.

Cause U can see it when I look at U.

And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times

It's U, it's U, U make me sing.

U're every line, U're every word, U're Everything.

U're a carousel, U're a wishing well,

And U light me up, when U ring my bell.

U're a mystery, U're from outer space,

U're every minute of my everyday.

And I can't believe, that I'm your girl,

And I get to kiss U baby just because I can.

Whatever comes Our way, We'll see it through,

And U know that's what Our LOVE can do!"

Ok, anger aside..

Congratulations Shue Dear!! I can't present you with a real cake, so it is as well that I give you a virtual one :) It is time to branch out on something new, something closer to your interest I hope. And most importantly, a break away from the vicious cycle of practice! Cheers! Love.

It is one thing to read about people doing unfathomable things, quite another to be witnessing them yourself. I had never known myself as someone who is capable of experiencing supremely, monstrous hatred. But quivering with repressed hatred I was, weirdly enough towards strangers. It didn't happen once, but twice.

I was, as on any other day, waiting for the shuttle to get to Uni. As usual, Terminal Putra was replete with students of UIA. Shoulders away from me sat a man in his immaculate attire (heading to UIA as well). Minutes later, shouldering loaded canvas bags, an umbrella hung on one of them, appeared a man whose physical condition indicates feebleness. Whilst walking towards the bus, without him realizing, the umbrella fell. Right before the immaculately attired man. And also some other students. At the moment of this discovery, I was confident that they would alert the poor old man by graciously picking up the latter's umbrella and handing it to him. Sadly, they did nothing of that kind..

On a different day (thankfully) on my way home, in the as-usual-full LRT sat two young ladies dressed in pretty kebayas, happily chatting. An old lady, also with bags on her shoulder came right in, standing (desperately balancing herself) right before the two SEATED ladies. It doesn't take a genius to claim that these ladies had indeed noticed the existence of the poor old lady who was the nearest and most direct to the ladies i.e. right in front. But chatting happily and unforgivably they still did. My desperate murmurs to win the old lady one of the ladies' seats were disregarded by them. And the old lady was still standing when I disembarked from the LRT..

You see, what good is your Degree (which is of course, just a paper qualification) or your immaculate style or your pretty faces if you can't even pay a speck of respect towards the elderly.

You people should have been swept up and be taken away to the ash bins!! Now that should do the trick.

"WOI! You think it’s easy being a taxi driver, ah?" [Rehman Rashid,NSTP]

Nobody claims that it is easy. By and large, it used to be noble. Now, for the most part, it's a cry of shame. There is no pricing policy, maybe true. But there sits a mechanical tool in your taxi i.e. the meter. When a tourist, whose foot is injured, asked to be sent back to Bukit Bintang (from KLCC), you demand for a payout of RM70, pricing yourself out of the market! She didn't have to part with even RM10 when she arrived at KLCC. Does it not prick your conscience, not even remotely?

Everytime my foot takes me to KLCC, where such occurrence is prevalent, I would gladly warn tourists at the taxi stand to ensure that the taxi's meter is switched on. Who would want to be ripped off for no justifiable reason? And one more thing, just because I look Malaysian does not warrant you any right to dismiss me right away! Stop being choosy. Tourists are no longer people whom you can simply deceive.

Oh, such discreditable acts however, do not emphatically apply to all of them. I've met really honest, decent and courteous ones. And it brings a smile on my face.

A weekend with the cats..


The name's Pidot.

A very curious cat I must say.

My hamsters couldn't wait to be shot of Pidot!

Mugs should never be left unattended!

Silky, who nearly got gnawed to death!

He is adorable no doubt. I was confident in the knowledge that he would not have harassed my hamsters. But I thought wrong. Pidot managed to outsmart one of my hamsters and got Silky out of her detachable enclosure. Silky almost did not make it. A very shaken hamster she is. Almost gnawed to death by a big cat. Owing to Silky's strong and brave soul, she survived :)

This little fella was not exempted. Got chased by Pidot!

Pretty Lala, Pidot's mom. A very well behaved cat.

Shue, I had never been so shaken around cats as I had last weekend!