I first heard The Man who Can't be Moved and Breakeven by The Script about 2-3 months ago. Was not in love with their first single, We Cry, but these songs resonated with me at the time. And the lines that stood out the most?
"How can I move on when I'm still in love with you" - The Man who Can't be Moved
"When a heart breaks no it don't break even" - Breakeven
Full lyrics:
- The Man who Can't be Moved
- Breakeven
Saturday, 29 November 2008
GUppY
I always knew guppy was a good name!!
http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/11/24/nation/2629028&sec=nation
http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/11/24/nation/2629028&sec=nation
No yoga for you.
A ban on Yoga?? Worshipping the sun is against religion?? Unfortunately, that was the news that Muslims in Malaysia got last weekend. Of course, many people were confused, irritated (yet another harmless activity made illegal for Muslims!), bewildered... Even the SIS is starting to think that the National Fatwa Council (NFC) has it in for them, and were disappointed with the edict. Then our former PM says not to make the issue a religious one, because the ban has nothing to do with religion. I think he missed the point that this is intrinsically a religious issue: how can you say that it is being banned because of it's ties to Hinduism, but at the same time it is not a religious issue?
I understand that Islam is our national religion, but every Malaysian is, constitutionally, free to adopt whatever religion they wish to. Well, this seems to be the case for any religion except Islam. You do not hear of Hindus being told not to practice taichi or qigong, do you? Yet, anytime something comes up that is perceived as even the smallest threat to their perception of Islam, they is declared 'haram' (prohibited).
Our current PM has the brains to say that Muslims may practice yoga that does not involve chanting or other Hindu connections. However, the chairman of the NFC had said:
“We discourage Muslims to do yoga as a form of exercise because it will ultimately lead to religious worshipping and chanting which is against Islam.
“In Islam, one must not do things which can erode one’s aqidah or faith. Doing yoga, even just the physical movements is a step towards an erosion of one’s faith in the religion, hence Muslims should avoid it."
Apparently there had been 'growing concern' about whether practising yoga would be inconsistent with practising Islam. From whom, you might ask. From the men who sit on that council who do no exercise, much less practise yoga and know the health benefits of doing so, they have claimed to study the history and philosophy of yoga. Mind, this would only have been from a theoretical sense, and they would not have gone to a yoga class in one of the many fitness centres around Malaysia to attend or even witness a class. Because if they did, they'd realise that in commercial classes, the form of yoga that is taught concentrates on breathing and strengthening the body. Exercise, you know?
Now, Muslims who practice yoga (the majority of them women) who wish to continue practicing yoga would not be able to do so without the nagging feeling that what they are doing is prohibited in Malaysia (if all states adopt the edict). So congratulations, NFC, you have successfully come up with yet another mindboggling edict, and possibly one-upped yourselves from your last one of banning tomboyism.
I understand that Islam is our national religion, but every Malaysian is, constitutionally, free to adopt whatever religion they wish to. Well, this seems to be the case for any religion except Islam. You do not hear of Hindus being told not to practice taichi or qigong, do you? Yet, anytime something comes up that is perceived as even the smallest threat to their perception of Islam, they is declared 'haram' (prohibited).
Our current PM has the brains to say that Muslims may practice yoga that does not involve chanting or other Hindu connections. However, the chairman of the NFC had said:
“We discourage Muslims to do yoga as a form of exercise because it will ultimately lead to religious worshipping and chanting which is against Islam.
“In Islam, one must not do things which can erode one’s aqidah or faith. Doing yoga, even just the physical movements is a step towards an erosion of one’s faith in the religion, hence Muslims should avoid it."
Apparently there had been 'growing concern' about whether practising yoga would be inconsistent with practising Islam. From whom, you might ask. From the men who sit on that council who do no exercise, much less practise yoga and know the health benefits of doing so, they have claimed to study the history and philosophy of yoga. Mind, this would only have been from a theoretical sense, and they would not have gone to a yoga class in one of the many fitness centres around Malaysia to attend or even witness a class. Because if they did, they'd realise that in commercial classes, the form of yoga that is taught concentrates on breathing and strengthening the body. Exercise, you know?
Now, Muslims who practice yoga (the majority of them women) who wish to continue practicing yoga would not be able to do so without the nagging feeling that what they are doing is prohibited in Malaysia (if all states adopt the edict). So congratulations, NFC, you have successfully come up with yet another mindboggling edict, and possibly one-upped yourselves from your last one of banning tomboyism.
Tuesday, 18 November 2008
Hot and Cold/Don't Go
It's been a long time since my last confession (post). So much has happened - the 'dream' I talked about in the last post didn't materialise, Ben's holiday over here came and went all too quickly, but my stupidity didn't. Up down up down watch out for that sharp bend! Welcome to my life, the best rollercoaster you will ever experience. Rollercoaster of emotions, that is.
Undecided, fickle, stubborn, dumb, call it what you may, it was a mistake. Curiosity kills that cat, it really does. I don't like cats. I don't like curiosity much these days, either.
A friend once said (and I paraphrase liberally) that you can't be satisfied with whatever you achieve in future if you're not content with what you have now. I'd like to believe it, and that's how I feel sometimes, but admittedly not all the time. And that's such a shame. I used to believe it whole-heartedly, but that has altered slightly because I've lived in a big city for a year.
It's hard not to get influenced by a new environment, even un- or subconsciously. The chances of it are less likely if you're very sure of yourself and who you are. I thought I was like that, but now I'm not so sure. I guess that means I was never really that sure or confident of who I was to begin with!
But then someone comes along to remind you who you were, what you wanted, how you felt. And you felt good, as you do now. And you remember why it is you wanted what you wanted, but it's too late. Spoken words cannot be taken back. And unspoken words will never be heard.
Do I sound as wacky as Britney Spears yet?
Undecided, fickle, stubborn, dumb, call it what you may, it was a mistake. Curiosity kills that cat, it really does. I don't like cats. I don't like curiosity much these days, either.
A friend once said (and I paraphrase liberally) that you can't be satisfied with whatever you achieve in future if you're not content with what you have now. I'd like to believe it, and that's how I feel sometimes, but admittedly not all the time. And that's such a shame. I used to believe it whole-heartedly, but that has altered slightly because I've lived in a big city for a year.
It's hard not to get influenced by a new environment, even un- or subconsciously. The chances of it are less likely if you're very sure of yourself and who you are. I thought I was like that, but now I'm not so sure. I guess that means I was never really that sure or confident of who I was to begin with!
But then someone comes along to remind you who you were, what you wanted, how you felt. And you felt good, as you do now. And you remember why it is you wanted what you wanted, but it's too late. Spoken words cannot be taken back. And unspoken words will never be heard.
Do I sound as wacky as Britney Spears yet?
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