dogs

Dogs are truly the most adorable creatures. They are men's best friends. Some are even willing to pay a huge sum of money to buy pedigree dogs from breeds like labrador, rottweiller, german shepherd, golden retriever, etc. but, there are other non-pedigree dogs that most of us don't really regard as adorable pets. They are referred to as stray dogs or even worse, pariah dogs. Not only we, human beings treat people differently according to classes and statuses, we even treat dogs the same way. Just like how poor people have richer soul and integrity, the same goes to these stray dogs. They are the one who diligently hunt for food no matter whether it is raining or burning sunshine, night or day, never willing to give up as the saying goes, when the going gets tough, the tough gets going. They constantly get kicked and thrown stones at, but their hunt for food to ensure their survival never fades.

Yet, some of us regard these creatures as things rather than animals, and do not even have slight compassion towards these helpless beings that are not so blessed as their pedigree counterparts who get to enjoy the privilege of getting the best food and home to stay. We see them in our daily lives almost everywhere on the street, but how many of us have actually offered them food. These poor dogs might have not eaten for days, yet we would not even consider to give some bread or biscuits that we have to them. Some would even cast cruel look as though these creatures do not even deserve to live in this world. These dogs are not to be blamed for being born into this cruel world where people do not even care about their own species, let alone care for dogs. I have seen many dogs being left to die on the road after being hit by blind, inconsiderate, reckless drivers and hundred others who died out of misery from extreme hunger. It is our responsibility to not only serve mankind, but also these pitiful animals that need some love and care from us in order to survive in this ruthless world. So, spare them some love and you have nothing to lose.

a helping hand

How many of us do really have the habit of helping others without strings attached. I'm not talking about your helping someone after they have asked for it but more towards the kind of help that you offer to others without them asking for it when you see someone around you clearly needing it.The latter is definitely a more genuine and sincere form of help. This is something that most of us would have experienced at some point in our lives, but what might differ is the way we respond to this event. For instance, in buses, there will be a grandpa, granny or a pregnant lady who aboard the bus, but what do we normally see is people would be hesitant to offer their seats to them. They would be looking at each other and finally, one would decide to give in to their non-verbal 'arguments'. However, there are some who would immediately stand and give their places to those who would need those seats more. This was something that i've experienced personally. An Indonesian guy offering his seat to an old lady but, this is a very rare occurrence indeed..

People are getting more self-centered and more money-oriented that they forget the very basic foundation of humanity; the act of helping others. I don't know how many of you have actually helped out a total stranger just out of compassion, but i can say one thing for sure that it'd give you a sheer happiness and satisfaction that nothing in this world can provide.

Besides that, I do believe in the existence of wheel of life that everything evolves around a circle or more simply, what you do is what you get. Take human life itself for example, when you are a baby, you need a caretaker and when you grow older, when you are no longer able to take care of yourself, you need a caretaker as well. And another simple thing that many of us don't realise is that how you treat your parent is how your children would treat you. There are many youths nowadays in the name of pursuing the peak of their career neglect their parents and send them away to old folks home. They don't seem to appreciate what their parents have sacrificed for them. My point is that before you start helping others, be kind to your parents first because they are the one who brought you to this world. Don't ever forget your past because it is the essence of your life that made you who you are today. Charity should begin at home first.

an interesting encounter

I had a very interesting encounter with a particularly charming guy. Everything about him was so different. I saw him at a bus stop while waiting for my sis. I was the one who made the first move. I offered him a seat beside me. He was standing so that he could see the bus coming so, he replied politely that it was okay and continued standing. Then, he saw me reading and asked whether I was studying for examination. I replied, “No, I’m just reading lecture notes that were taught today.” Then, I continued talking to him. I introduced myself about being a first year medical student and about my hometown, etc. And then, I asked him about the location of his house and which bus he needed to take and so on. Apparently, he was there to HKL to visit his friend. We continued on to chat about few other things which seemed to be quite a lot for that short period of time. The short-lived conversation i had with him gave me a quick insight into his life.

Then, I offered to hold the bus on his behalf and asked him to sit,but he politely refused. But, my being a stubborn girl refused to accept his answer. I added that it would be my pleasure to hold the bus for him. He replied by saying that although he knew that it’d be my pleasure but again, he said it was okay and thanked me profusely instead. I was really amazed by his gesture. I could feel an immediate strong attraction towards his independent and truly cool personality. Afterwards, he continued the conversation by sparing more information about his seemingly interesting life. He shared that he is currently living with his friends. I was thinking about asking him about his family but I was afraid that I would offend him in any way by doing so, thus i decided to wait and let him spill the details himself if he deemed it to be necessary. Shortly after, as though he was able to read my mind, he started to tell me about his family.

Once he finished telling me about his family, he volunteered the answer to the million dollar question about his age, although I never actually asked for it. The very moment he told me his age, I was dumbfounded because it never occurred to me that he was so much older than what I could possibly imagine. I spontaneously blurted out that, “Wow, you look so much younger than your real age.” I asked him about his secret to looking that young and he generously shared that it was all contributed to staying fit by exercising regularly. I was inspired by his answer because it is hard to remain motivated to lead a healthy lifestyle nowadays. A few minutes later, his bus came and our short, sweet meeting had to come to an abrupt, almost tragic ending. I wished that I had given him my phone number so that he could at least contact me in the future. But, it is all too late to ponder now. The worst part is that I forgot to even get to know his name. All I know is that he is a 82 years old gentleman who is currently staying at Taman Melawati. He married a Japanese woman and is blessed with five children- two sons and two daughters and one adopted child. And he has a whopping 22 grandchildren. Once his children were married, he asked them to live on their own with their own families though they will come to visit him occasionally on weekends. So, if any one of you know a man with such a strong personality and wisdom that matches the information that I have given, please let me know the details. He looked just like my late grandfather and I wish I could perhaps spend more time with him. My last word to him was about the passing of my grandfather but if he were to be alive, he would be around his age. And the last image of him that is still so fresh in my mind is of him saying goodbye to me from inside the bus (which is really so sweet of him)..

movies

I just had a wonderful day spending my night with a movie marathon which led to this day being undoubtedly one of the best days in my life. I was blessed to have the rare chance to watch two Oscar nominated movies back-to-back three days prior to the actual Oscar ceremony. Plus, I went out with a sister who's really such a gem. How I wish that all days could equate to something like today. Let me share about the movies that I watched which totally made my day-The curious case of Benjamin Button and Slumdog Millionaire. Former is a movie about the beauty of something that is so out of ordinary and the latter is the beauty of something so simple yet, the way both stories were told was totally mind-blowing. The former tells of a story of a guy who aged backwards and how people perceived him as an old guy although he had only a child's soul. And how he missed all the normal joys of growing up as a kid but, as he actually grew younger (which was actually older), he found himself savouring every moment of his life, gaining memorable experiences along the way and how he had to accept the reality of life when he had to watch those he loved dying before him. Of particular significance was his love story when he fell in love with Daisy while they were both kids and how their love never faded through time although he was getting younger and she was growing older. Meanwhile, the latter tells of a story of a simple, honest guy who was forced to face the realm of poverty at every stage of his life since his childhood in slum, who found himself suddenly at the edge of becoming a millionaire when he enters a contest-"who wants to be a millionaire?" Yet the interesting part is that he did not reach there by luck or by his intelligence but pure coincidences which ended up relating the questions that he was being asked in the contest with real events in his life that had affected him deeply. The way the director started the movie with a question and ended it with an answer was extremely creative too. This movie also carried an important, underlying message that you should never underestimate those who are more unfortunate than you. Hope others can have the privilege of watching these superb movies like me too.

well,just to add on.. here is a better description of slumdog millionaire that I read in NST written by Mahendra Ved, definitely better than the one that I wrote.. He said that Slumdog is not an Indian film but it is definitely about India and its (I’d actually preferred ‘her’ instead of ‘it’) seamy underbelly. It is about irrepressible spunk, crushing poverty, loads of luck, nascent love and Bollywoodish masala, all packaged in that inimitable Indian idiom of song and dance, rendered in captivating rhythm and cinematic texture, which clearly had cross-cultural appeal.. wow, certainly a superb way to describe all the nuances in the movie..