Friday, 27 February 2015

A song every cardiologist should be familiar of.

A lady had a chest pain. Crushing chest pain and radiation to her left arm.

So, she went to the hospital.

Say, the attending doctor asked the lady where is the main most intense

The lady replied.

Sakitnya tuh disini, di dalam hatiku


Wednesday, 25 February 2015

Breaking the vicious cycle...It's our in religious point of view?

Yesterday, my mother and I were talking about Harrod's.

The conversation slowly change into Dodi al-Fayed and Diana's death.

My mother thinks there something fishy about the al-Fayeds. Thinking that, the British should have curb the Northern African (Muslim) emigration to the UK.

Blaming the Africans on the riots, bombing and shooting. Yes, now we can live in harmony. Even living together peacefully, such ideas still exist.

I won't blame her for being Islamophobic. She have all the reasons to be one. Biased media, oppression by the majority, the Bible issues, growing up in a conservative Christian.

I know, one should not blame on the religion. Blame the one committing the crime, not their religion even if the crime is motivated by 'religion'. I would say it is an isolated case.

Blaming all the Muslims wouldn't help. Blaming Christianity for the Western 'invasion' is purely stupid. Blaming all Jews for the turmoil in the Middle East is not right. Yes, although these 3 religions are closely related, it seems that they are at each others throat.

A crime is done by human being, not religion. Why blame the religion.

All human beings are Homo Sapiens. If we were to classify human beings into their race, creeds and religions, taxonomist would give a certain group of people a subgenus. Say a Muslim's taxonomy name is Homo sapiens musulmanus. I hope that never happen in the future.

Maybe we should learn to look at a person past their religion and race. Not prejudicing. It's horrifying to remember how Islamophobic I were. Well, I was less matured. Now, I tried to be Liberal. Looking at Muslims, Jews, Christians, Hindus, Gays, Lesbians as a person, not what they practise.

We should break the cycle. We should learn from History that such war/execution doesn't bring any good.

In the past, yes, each religion have done horrible things. The auto da fe, the Boko Haram, the ISIS, Holocaust. This happened when one uses race and religion to cover up their ulterior motives, to be powerful or rich.

The real enemy now is not religion but human greed.

Prejudice is a vicious cycle. Why not break it.  


Can somebody who thinks Canada is the Utopia acts like Canadian?

I don't know if it is true that Canadians never lock their doors. It is one of the popular Canadian stereotypes. Allegedly, Canada is so peaceful that locking ones door is unnecessary.

This afternoon, I went out shopping.

When I came back, I noticed that I didn't lock the door. Nobody is at home and the doors are unlocked. Not the first time this happened.

Maybe it is just me getting forgetful. Dementia praecox? Yes, at some point I got paranoid if I have schizophrenia. Paranoid Schizophrenia perhaps?

Or I am 'Canadianizing' myself.

Well, looking at the glass half full, I prefer the latter.

Tuesday, 24 February 2015

Taylor Swift's Blank Space and Royal Pains...

My friends and I were having a karaoke session for Larry's and Jerry's fake farewell.

One of the song is Blank Space by Taylor Swift. Not a big fan of TS but what makes me agree to let my buddies sing the song is SEAN O'PRY. My hooded eyed icon. Well, we hooded eyed guys should stick together.

Somehow the building in the music video looks familiar.

IT'S BORIS'S MANSION in ROYAL PAINS!

I watch too much TV series.

My new buddy, meet resistance band no. 3

The resistance band which I have been using for 5 years begins to show signs of deterioration. 


The new resistance band, a replacement


Unboxing 


The old one. Still in good shape except:


This big tear. A hazard. I would not phase out the old one yet. I'm still using it until it rendered unusable. Well, I could give this to my brother for making catapult.

Teething...

Baby Harvey is teething. So I look around for something to sooth the itchiness.


Teething gel. The one below contains Lidocaine, a local anaesthesia. I'm not very keen on putting LA on toddlers gum. The one on top have less ingredients. However one of it is paraben. Well, I would use them if I need to but sparingly.


This is a teether. I jokingly asked my bestie, Marge to give him ice. Ice could numb the itchiness. I never knew about this kind of teether ever existed. Well, it is a bliss to have something which I have thought of. This teether is filled with water. Put it in the freezer, and let the baby bite on the cold teether. A bliss. If baby Harvey were older, I would give him frozen fruit juice.

The owners of this shop are friendly. A couple. They are parents too, so they are helpful in recommending which product is helpful.

You can visit their facebook account at:

http://www.facebook.com/pages/U-mi-Baby/1514010872184501

A lovely, helpful and friendly couple. They even allow me to take the photo above.

Bumping into one of my richest yet humble friend/neighbour

My friend's name in Arabic means 'Light of Heavens'

She is one of the richest, a businessman's daughter. In our former school, she is the only one chauffeured to school. An ordinary school.

Despite born into a rich family, she is very humble. After our O-level, she works (part-time) at a filling station. My cousin Abigail patronized the filling station and was surprised when I told her that the said friend of mine live in a mansion a few streets away. Her house is the largest one in the block. It's a mansion.

I bumped into her at a $5 dollar store. A rich girl in such store? Well knowing her, I'm not surprised. I don't mean that she is a cheapskate!

"Hey, you're in town. Still living in (my neighbourhood's name) ?" I asked her.
"Yes, and you never visit me during Eid!" she scolded me.
"Hey, I am intimidated by the size of your house, don't blame me" I replied.
"Hahaha... you're funny. Next time I won't accept that excuse"

Well, that's my friend. A rich yet humble girl. She was impressed when I can recall one of her story. A story on how her grandmother befriended a crocodile.