Sakineh, stoning, kittens and freedom.

Jack and I.

Everything is funny in their own ways.

Much happens and we all can't do much. I saw a pretty little kitten at dinner just now. I was so happy my dad came back :) (He travels a lot, he works overseas quite often.) So yeah, had dinner and this pretty thing. My sister started feeding it because it was mewing so loudly. It was blind in both eyes. Such a sad sight :( I wish I would have taken her home. But I have two dogs and they'd be jealous. Sigh* I'm not sure if the kitten was blind or if it was an infection in both its eyes :/

Sigh* That was what I wrote last night by the way :P I used to keep a journal but yeah, it's a cyber cult right now :P

I'm having queasy insides over Sakineh. I'm very into what's happening in Iran currently. The media moguls and the rage that they generated and sparked. The Iran media (newspaper I think) actually called the France's beautiful First Lady Carla Bruni Sarkozy a prostitute!! All because she wanted to help Sakineh Ashtiani who is subjected to a horrific death by stoning. Her son also said that the accusations against her were untrue. How then can her people continue turning against her??

I know this is an issue I harp on a lot but then again, it's an issue that is very controversial and not something that can be dealt with overnight. Women in Iran NEED a voice too. They have no freedom of speech and choice and are so bound by overtly zealous communities that twist and contort the matter of religion out of hand. Like the case of Soraya M. which I have mentioned before. Sakineh might just be yet another victim, victimized by angry raging humans who don't think straight anymore. Anger, it eats you up like a rot in the gut. It just seeps in and takes over everything else, all other inhibitions.

I'm going to post a picture of a mock stoning. (Warning: It may not be for the faint-hearted.)



A demonstrator joins Iranian exiles protesting against the possible stoning of Sakineh Mohammadi Ashtiani in Iran in front of Berlin's Brandenburg Gate on 5 August. Photograph: Sean Gallup/Getty Images

So here, a picture I've taken from the Guradian.co.uk, an online newspaper.

Mohammadi Ashtiani, a 43-year-old mother of two, was flogged 99 times for having an "illicit relationship outside marriage" in 2006 but another court reviewed her case after her husband was murdered. She was acquitted of murder but found guilty of adultery and sentenced to death by stoning. (Part of the newspaper's article on Sakineh.)

Right now, the Vatican are trying to help her, they are actually granting her asylum, pleading for her release. It's really an upsetting issue when France and Brazil were totally cut off in a very rude and abrupt manner. And the Iranian newspaper amplified things by creating another issue out of Carla Bruni.

A woman's life is at stake, she is being accused and denied the rights to be heard. A lot of countries are campaigning right now for her release. Sigh* I really hope it stops. I mean, the stoning ritual. ALL these are mindless. It's disgusting. I watched one and I bawled my eyes out. It's a very gory ritual and the woman is stripped of all dignity and pride.

All in all, my harping has to stop :) I just hope that women will have a platform to rise up on especially women who are oppressed by strict and unreasonable governing.

All my love,
Shia.

I dream, I crave.

Us in traditional :)

I've been having these dreams. About owning a beautiful black cat. One that looks like Salem in "Sabrina the Teenage Witch". LOL it broke my heart to find out that Salem was a computer generated machine. I thought he was a very smart trained cat when I was little. Haha!!

I saw this kitten that day, it caught my heart. I really want to take her in :) She's gorgeous, all charcoal black with the most splendid yellow eyes. Such a beautiful thing. She kept coming towards me, she wanted a cuddle. I had my allergies the night before so I could only bend down and touch her lightly :) He fur would have triggered off a very bad asthmatic reaction. LOL.

Sigh* I am craving for Indian sweets right now. There's two of my favourite, the jelebis and the palgowas. I'm not sure about the actual spellings but they have these in Malaysia :) A LOT!! Plus the banana leaf rice and Indian food here (both Northern and Southern cuisines) are TO DIE FOR. *Slurp* LOL I'm a HUGE Indian food fan. The curries and varuvals and all are just mouth wateringly amazing!!

I'll try to look for some pictures of the Indian sweets :) Okie I found some :)

My favourite Indian sweets. Jelebis.



They're a beautiful orange and melt in the mouth when fresh. Some taste like cherries and most of them are really oily, the oil (ghee) oozes out like wow. Haha!! I'm really craving right now. I really want to go to India. Man, I'd eat up half the sugar supply there :P

Then there's this milk sweets called palgowa/palkova. They come in different colours and are SO TASTY.



They come in blocks and are usually cut up into smaller pieces :) Yum!! Just thinking of those make me drool. I'm a sweet tooth :) FANTASTIC STUFF INDIAN PEOPLE MAKE :) I wish I were Indian. LOL the culture and food is just AMAZING!!



Yummy right?? LOL. Mm, gulab jaamun and mysore paks. And kaeseris, adhirasems, THE BOMB!!

And laddhus. Yum.



They look like colourful balls :) EXTREMELY SWEET. They're really filled to the brim with milk, sugar, ghee and oil. Indian sweets. Really fattening but they're worth it :) Such delicious treats. Sometimes I think I was born in the wrong culture. Haha.

Ta you all :) Indian traditional sweets and the Indian culture is just THE BOMB ;)
ALL my love. Xoxo.

Today I learnt.

Us in Snowflake :)

Things come with a price. Even the good things.

I saw a man near my place today. Have been observing him for a while. He just walks around aimlessly, I just watch him. It breaks my heart. He's quite an old man, unshaven; he just carries all he possesses in a white plastic bag. He's homeless; nevertheless, NEVER accepts help from people. Guess some people just have a lot of dignity.

Today, I heard the story. I heard of his past. I heard of what happened that made him who he is today. It's amazing. Some things can't fit the puzzles we paint.
The man, his story, it is a puzzle. It has a lot of missing pieces but guess we just have to try and figure out what they are.

It seems that the old man went up to university level in the area of education. He was a very brilliant person. He just cracked somewhere in the middle of his phD. He just cracked. Just like that. I wonder why. Some things are too infinite, endless possibilities. He always walks around, every day, screams when he likes and just seems to enjoy life. It's just a little sad and hauntingly intriguing though, watching him. He never accepts alms from people. He seems to have a stash of cash though and he only takes money from people if he asks for some.

Just struck a chord in me. Got me thinking.

Life. Such an extreme thing. What does it have in store for us all. Today, I learnt that everything comes with a price, be it good or bad. I also learnt that some puzzles, can never be solved :) Not meant to be.

Enough on that :) I'll blog on some Indian culture later :) And why I'm so deeply madly truly in love with it.

Lots of love, xoxoxoxo,
Shia :)

Headless cloning, ethics and P.B Desai.

Blaze and I.

I'm feeling really blogger-ish today. Don't mind the endless spamming :)

Do you believe in cloning?? The latest issue being discussed by scientists world wide is on the ethics of cloning. Especially when it comes to cloning humans. Yeah, HUMANS. Headless humans as a matter of fact :) Yeah HEADLESS!! Haha. Imagine a multitude of headless humans rushing out of the lab. They're mindless as they function without brains. It would be quite a sight for sore eyes huh?? :) Tee hee*

The whole headless cloning rave started in India actually. By an Indian scientist, P.B Desai. He's amazing. he fights for a cause actually. Although many other scientists globally are not so supportive of that notion of headless clones. It would be like a science fiction :) Just imagine.

P.B. Desai said, "The ultimate aim of science and medicine is towards immortality." He endorsed the creation of headless humans as a faster route. "Embryonic stem cells, which holds promise of cure of any organ, is but a slow move towards immortality," Desai said.

That is what Mr Desai says. The ethical side to it, I'm not sure. It's hard to say though. He has a point, the harvesting of organs from the bodies of the headless clones would be awesome for genetic engineering in times of sickness. With so much of viruses and diseases mutating in the air today, you never know ;) You might need a clone. LOL it might come in handy. Think about it. You might need a new liver if you're a consistent drinker :) Your clone would have a totally healthy liver that you could use. Plus, your body would be fully accepting of it. It's your own cells, flesh and blood you see??

On the other hand, hmm. As usual, moral values and the code of ethics HAVE TO be reviewed again. So yeah, such a heated debate going around. The proposal was in 2004 though but it is still going on. Very interesting.

Will blog more later. Have to get my nerd mode on :P

Love you all, bloggieloveys!!

Dancer.

We are dancers :)

Happy Sunday to you all :) And Saturday to others :)

I dug out my old ballet slippers. In my ballet flats, I'm a dancer :) With no one else, I'm just a dancer :) Taken by the wind to places unseen.

Calls for a little poetry :)

I'm a dancer,
Alone in the woods.
The jaybirds are singing over me.
I dance to the lull of their melodies.

I'm a dancer, away with the wind.
I go places he takes me.
I dance for Mother Earth.
Father Sun and Mother Moon being my spotlights.

I'm a dancer,
In all great liberty.
I sing along with the chorusing,
I rouse and float to the tune of the stream.

I'm a dancer :)

Being corny :) Haha!!
Ta, peeps :)

Abstruse entities and more.

One of the Malaysian celebrity rappers and me :)

As promised, pictures of the German apple pancakes.Absolutely scrumptious I must say :) Delightful!!




Yummy right. Well, guess I'll really go down for my snack :) LOL. I've to start working on my subjects :( It's the semester break next week!! Just a week. Also in hand with the Raya holidays. Yeah Malaysia is a nice place to be in because we have A TONNE of holidays :) But we don't have seasons though. No winter or autumn for us. Anyway, we have mid terms after that :( Boo!! Such a bummer. Sigh* Really have to make the ice cream date with Jun work. Tee hee*

The Rastafarian culture is a religion but its followers say it is a way of life. It's amazing, I'll blog on that soon. All these things are very intriguing :)Culture and language and the vast diversity of it all, never ceases to boggle the mind.

Unlikely objects like the eternal black hole could be a safe lock box of secrets or anything for that matter. Scientists are now currently researching on white holes instead of black holes because white holes act in reverse, they reverse time and actually spew out objects instead of acting like the vacuums black holes pose to be. It's so fascinating!! Black holes. Such abstruse entities. White holes-even more abstruse entities. To be able to do calculations on black hole radiation leaks, one has to be a genius!! All to do with cosmic balance.

LOL, sorry for the extreme range in the information spectrum :P Too much on the brain. Haha!! Sigh* Food is the biggest one :P Guess I'll go and grab some sugar-packed goodies and start work on my Chemistry :P

Happy Hari Raya to all!! Selamat Hari Raya and enjoy the festive season!! YOU paint the colours of my mind :)

Love you all, bloggermunchies ;)

The moon, sun and stuff.

I love staring at the moon. It gives out such an exuberant aura yet it's such a serene entity. Haha it'd be really ugly close up. I love staring at it from a distance. I miss Kampar :) I miss Vie :P I say it often but four of us, Priya, Vie, Suria and me used to hang out in the basketball court to just catch a glimpse of the moon around this time :) It's about 2.18 am here.

I wish I had an ice cream bar at home. LOL I always crave for ice cream at the wrong time :P It's such a scrumptious thing, one of the best food ever created I must say. Mm, I have a tub of Tiramisu ice cream and a tub of Peanut Surprise in my freezer downstairs :P Still contemplating whether to eat some or not. I love sneaking down for midnight snacks :P

Oh by the way, DON'T EVER try the Mc Donald's groovy lime ice cream :p I had some today and it made my tummy upset. Ick. LOL.

And nachos with cheese and sun dried tomatoes are THE ABSOLUTE shizzle :p Ughh, am also craving for some vodka. Haha!! We didn't go for the drinking session just now :P My parents are cute. One of the most romantic couples I've ever seen so far. Such beautiful souls.

I'll post up some pictures of German pancakes later. *Drool* Paddington Pancake house has the BEST waffles and pancakes ever. Slurp!! I'm craving :P I'm such a sweet tooth. Me and my whole family :) Lil books her M&M's so that NO ONE touches them :)

Eeps, the Malaysian weather is really killing!! So hot, it's awful because we're on the equatorial line and the sun just scorches and burns the minute beings below :) The majesty of it all. It releases rays of rage and fury :P I could just feel Father Sun's hormones :P Tee hee* Missing my bestie, Lynn. Wonder what she's up to.

If only. Many things. Hmm. Ponder ponder.

Night for now my lovelies :) The moon's going to be full soon again!! Can't wait :)
Love you!!

Famous people in my world.

Stephen Hawking.
He suffers from a disease called amyothrophic lateral sclerosis, a type of muscular dystrophy; he fathered three children though. He's an amazing individual for he has an astounding brain. Hawking stated that he is not religious in the normal sense and that the laws of the universe and maybe the universe itself is governed by Science.

Science, the mother of all notions. It's really intriguing isn't it?? :p

Anyway,back to our dear Hawking. Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis is a kind of disease that gets worse with age. My mum has a patient who suffers from muscular dystrophy and she's a brilliant little girl. She always wants to be independent although it is a little tougher for her. It's sad because mum says her bones are stiffening up and it gets harder for her to do little things like going to the loo by herself. She gets very frustrated as it is very annoying to see other kids run about and play and she wants to join but can't.

So yeah, that's something like the disease that Hawking suffers from. He was born in 1942 to Doctor Frank Hawking, a research biologist. Hawking in his years as a student was very intrigued by Physics and he studied on certain areas in the Physics realm like Astronomy, thermodynamics, relativity and quantum mechanics. It is very interesting as Science especially a science and discipline like Physics which can create "extra realms" and different universes; also manipulate dimensions and even trick brains into working differently. Subjects which contain a lot of myth and mystery like doppelgangers could be solved by quantum mechanics and quantum physics. All very interesting. This is a signature by Hawking.



Hawking also has an astounding I.Q level and believes in extraterrestrial life forms which could be intelligent and do harm to Earth, thus he says, we should avoid all contact with them instead of trying to contact them. He equates his theory with Mathematics and the discipline of it :)Hawking also won numerous awards in his field of research.



A picture of Hawking who is currently wheelchair bound. He's an admirable individual and character because he's the living proof of living without boundaries. Although he's an ill man, he still carries out profound researches in the field of his passion and he even did some acting (he came out in Star wars as a hologram) and he is such a well-versed, well read man. He can't talk now due to his extreme dystrophy but he can communicate with others with a machine. He's amazing and he's impacting. One of the greatest inspirations and a huge name to the world of Science.

Science, my passion, my love. Always and forever ;) My world, my life, my rules :) Don't like it, you're the pawn off the chess set ;) Too "pawronic". LOL.

Will post more later ;) (Perhaps on Einstein)
P.s# They're not boring :p They're life-changing. Ta :)

Lovelies.

The beautiful souls :) It's friends like you who matter. Just want to say, I appreciate all the wonderful bonds :P The first picture is the debate team that we built :) Such smart people :p

Phew, had a Public Speaking assignment in class yesterday :) Topics were given and Jun and I wrote on incest.

Sorry for the unwanted drama by the way peeps :)
Haha people sometimes are just lifeless and pathetic :) They enjoy picking on other people's downfalls. Plus they don't know how to appreciate literature ;) The best poets of all were depressive individuals who were the most artistic and who created the best of literary texts :)

Animals are such agreeable friends; they ask no questions, pass no criticisms- My favourite quote by George Elliot. How true, he rings :)

Okie, so I've been doing research on the Rastafarian movement. I find it very intriguing and dreads can be quite sexy too :P I had little knowledge on the Rastafarian culture. It is quite a unique one and one of the main people in it passed away; Bob Marley. I love his music!! His jangle and his hippy image, he's amazing!! Another one of my current obsessions (who is very much alive and well) is Stephen Hawking. A brilliant physicist who has muscular dystrophy.

I shall blog about famous people in my next blog post :) Those that I look up to and that have impacted me in a few ways. They're amazing and well, some, dead as a log :P

Ta, peeps!! ALL my love :)

Desolation in September.

(Wind, I hope you don't mind. I loved the candles, it made things less grim. I borrowed the picture of these candles, they're gorgeous!! Many thanks.)

Sometimes, disappointment and sorrows are inevitable. Painful as they may get, much as they mind you; they seem to come in packs. In bulk. Mass, you know.

Sigh* It's so hard not to get rifled at life sometimes. It's funny how the very people I grew up with can just bail out on me in the blink of an eye. It's also funny to see all the different platforms which we now stand on. It's terrible to see the veil covering their eyes. They're oblivious to what's happening around them, bad as it is.

Then again, some people do prefer stagnation. They prefer to stay behind when everyone else is advancing. (Sorry for the mindless uttering.) Sigh*

I wish I were normal at times. I wish I were the stereotype. I wish I fit in with the typical people. I wish my brain didn't go on overdrive so much. I wish normalcy were a part of me.

I lay twisted.
In the corner of a dark room.
I saw him.
I saw death and turbulence.
I scrunched myself into a ball,
Just to remove myself from the pittance.

I cried out,
Sheer pain and agony engulfed me.
Bittersweet memories played through my mind.
I saw your faces in the distance.
Mocking me as if I were unreal.
I screamed to let you all know I existed.

The roaring didn't cease but multitudes did.
I tried to ignore,
To block out all the taunts.
Who knew, disappointments came in that form.
I asked for some water and was rejected,
I was pushed into a pit of silence.

The silence was deafening,
worse than the roaring.
I screamed again to block it out.
Now I knew what sheer destitution,
utter desolation and complete desperation meant.
I was too oppressed to snap out.

I gave up.
Then I met you,
You gave me a candle.
It burnt brighter and brighter.
The silence ceased.
A warm glow replaced it.
I now know, although just a flicker,
It gave me some light, some hope at the dead end.

Love,
The wishful.