To the world, the ethnic chinese, indian and malay in Malaysia are called Malaysian and speak one common language - Manglish. To my surprise, there are still Malaysian (chinese xD) who can't differentiate between a Malay and an Indian.
During the Ramandan month, a guy walk passed me and talk to an Indian who held a drink in her hand and asked: "Hei, you tak puasa kah?" "No... noo... nooo..." she replied with exaggeration on the word "no" and with diminishing tone, speechless. They are university students I have to stressed that.
Today, out of sudden our lecturer just asked: "Where is the only Indian guy in our class? Oh, there he is!" he pointed to the only Malay guy who was sitting in front of me. I saw him buried his face to the table, he must be laughing his ass off :D
Though we are Malaysian, some of us are like foreigners to each other. Just like the German cannot differentiate between a chinese and a japanese. When I first arrived in Germany, there were people sawing me and greeted me: "Konnichiwa". After 2 years in Germany, I can differentiate among Russian, German, English and American. What puzzled me, is that some Malaysian, who live for about 2 to 3 decades in Malaysia, cannot differentiate an Indian and a Malay...
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Dreams
Most malaysian had dreamed of furthering their studies overseas after their secondary school. I was the lucky one who had the chance and yet I failed it. The failure is undoubtedly painful and bitter. Imagined if you had a hypocrite father who kept consoling you while talking in phone but cursing behind your back. When I reached home, he tried to find every reason to blame me and he even put blame on my brothers =.= I am so sick of this, during last five years, whenever I went back home for holidays, there was no happy atmosphere.
With some savings from overseas account, I simply applied for a local private university and left home within a month. Well, now I have settled down and realised that the university is not bad at all. Perhaps I am more suitable to study in local university xD
Occasionally I still have some weird dreams which sent me in confusion between reality and virtual. I remembered that last weeks I had dreamed of me wandering in desert alone in the night, exhausted and cold. I slept in a sleeping bag near a campfire and woke up finding me on my bed. This dream repeated two times last week, I loled whenever I thought of this dream... There were a lot more weird and funny dreams which I had forgotten because I did not jot them down...
With some savings from overseas account, I simply applied for a local private university and left home within a month. Well, now I have settled down and realised that the university is not bad at all. Perhaps I am more suitable to study in local university xD
Occasionally I still have some weird dreams which sent me in confusion between reality and virtual. I remembered that last weeks I had dreamed of me wandering in desert alone in the night, exhausted and cold. I slept in a sleeping bag near a campfire and woke up finding me on my bed. This dream repeated two times last week, I loled whenever I thought of this dream... There were a lot more weird and funny dreams which I had forgotten because I did not jot them down...
Monday, April 8, 2013
怎么会这样？
最近又像考试前的那样---失眠了。放弃了这里的一切，我告别了压力，应该高兴才对，应该能睡个好觉才是。可是脑海里却一直想起这里的人和事，一宿都睡不着。
我什么时候还能与朋友们相聚，什么时候还能看到美丽的下雪的夜晚，什么时候还能逛逛圣诞市场，吃一吃那热烘烘的烤杏仁，什么时候还能感受滑雪时的刺激，什么时候还能吃到土豆沙拉，什么时候我还会有这样的机会。。。
想起了老师对我说的一句话：“应该把奖学金给更有资格的人。”我不完全否定这句话。因为我说放弃就放弃的性格，五年的时光和努力都付诸东流。一切得重新开始。
到现在还是很茫然，未来的路该怎么走？主啊，求您在这黑暗中赐我一盏明灯。阿门。
我什么时候还能与朋友们相聚，什么时候还能看到美丽的下雪的夜晚，什么时候还能逛逛圣诞市场，吃一吃那热烘烘的烤杏仁，什么时候还能感受滑雪时的刺激，什么时候还能吃到土豆沙拉，什么时候我还会有这样的机会。。。
想起了老师对我说的一句话：“应该把奖学金给更有资格的人。”我不完全否定这句话。因为我说放弃就放弃的性格，五年的时光和努力都付诸东流。一切得重新开始。
到现在还是很茫然，未来的路该怎么走？主啊，求您在这黑暗中赐我一盏明灯。阿门。
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Monday, June 18, 2012
Shadows fill my empty heart
Listening to the song what about now - daughtry...
It had been almost a year that I stopped blogging. Almost forget that I could just blog to kill time in a sleepless night like this.
Yesterday it was my first time in the church in Ulm. It is so common to see adults crying in church. I've been to another church festival (annual event) recently. Are they touched / moved by holy spirit? I always thought that there should be joy and laughter in church...
Ok,I am a christian, and I am also an atheist. If you are a christian and can't understand what i am saying; just take this example, Jesus was 100% man and 100% god while he was on earth.
If a Malaysian asks me what my religion is, I could confidently say: "christian", because it is stated in my identification card. However, if a German asks me what my religion is, I don't know if I should say: "Ich bin ein Christ".
Well, I had joined sunday gathering while I was a child, but I grew up in the "wilderness". While I was a child I always thought that sunday gathering was just to meet some friends and sing to praise Lord. Every Sunday, there were one hour of singing, half an hour of praying and half an hour of sermon. I could also live well without God. Soon I was bored of this routine and stopped going gathering anymore.
Ironically I had never read a bible before until I came to Germany. The bible is far more complex than I thought. The bible is not just a tale about Adam and Eve and the born of Jesus in a stable.
I am not just an atheist-christian. But I am also aspy curious being, conducting an espionage in Kingdom Hall of Jehovah's Witness and in an Evangelical Church. The Jehovah's Witnesss says: "through the knowledge of bible, you will be given a free ticket to eternity life on heavenly earth". The general christians say:"by having faith in Jesus the Lord, you will be saved and death will be beaten".
Now comes the paradox. Both regilions are based on Hebrew, Aramaic and Greek scriptures, but why they were analysed differently? Another example is that one can argue with Jehovah's Witness about Tritninty days and nights and it won't have a result.
yawn....
It had been almost a year that I stopped blogging. Almost forget that I could just blog to kill time in a sleepless night like this.
Yesterday it was my first time in the church in Ulm. It is so common to see adults crying in church. I've been to another church festival (annual event) recently. Are they touched / moved by holy spirit? I always thought that there should be joy and laughter in church...
Ok,
If a Malaysian asks me what my religion is, I could confidently say: "christian", because it is stated in my identification card. However, if a German asks me what my religion is, I don't know if I should say: "Ich bin ein Christ".
Well, I had joined sunday gathering while I was a child, but I grew up in the "wilderness". While I was a child I always thought that sunday gathering was just to meet some friends and sing to praise Lord. Every Sunday, there were one hour of singing, half an hour of praying and half an hour of sermon. I could also live well without God. Soon I was bored of this routine and stopped going gathering anymore.
Ironically I had never read a bible before until I came to Germany. The bible is far more complex than I thought. The bible is not just a tale about Adam and Eve and the born of Jesus in a stable.
I am not just an atheist-christian. But I am also a
Now comes the paradox. Both regilions are based on Hebrew, Aramaic and Greek scriptures, but why they were analysed differently? Another example is that one can argue with Jehovah's Witness about Tritninty days and nights and it won't have a result.
yawn....
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