Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Sharlinie : Putting In My Two Cents' Worth

Only about 4 months ago, our country was edged off the rocks with one of the most sadistic child murder ever happened in history. The tremors have not simmered with the killer(s) is still on the loose, and yet another helpless girl was missing, much reliving the horror of every parents with children under their arms.


I understand, that children are very vulnerable and easily become the prey of predators, especially when they are alone or not under the observation of adults. It’s very disheartening to see that cases of child abuses often happens. Past records tells that they will go missing, and a few days after doing massive searches, they are found dead ; in the lakes, rivers, bushes, and many disgraceful places which are far from the eyes of the public.


When I was a child, maybe around 7 or 8 years old, I remembered clearly about a case of a chinese boy who was kidnapped when he was waiting for his father to fetch him up. He was reportedly to be persuaded by an unknown man to follow him into a car, and drove the innocent child into obscurity. He was seen by his fellow schoolmates, and they all believed that the man was his father. I’m not very sure about the boy’s fate until now, but in my personal opinion, he never returned. After listening to the news, I was scared. Very scared. I sat down alone on the floor and faces the wall. I thought a lot of things at that time.


If I was the one who was kidnapped, will my parents come to rescue me fast enough before my hands were tugged away from their grasp? If I was the one who was kidnapped, how long will the kidnappers allow me to stay alive? Are they going to torture me to death? I cried a few minutes after that.


I bet most of us have forgotten about Allahyarhamah Nurul Huda Abdul Ghani, aged 10 years old. She was missing at first, but found dead a few days later. Autopsy revealed that she was raped then killed. 3 rapists were caught, and they were actually security guards! The news took the country by a storm at that moment. Then there were a lot of hoo haa by parents outraged by the security guards whom they put their trust to provide them security from criminals. I myself was disgusted that these animals work as security guards, while they themselves broke the safetiness of the public. A lot of similar cases occurred prior to the death of Nurul Huda. Nur Shuhada, 6 years old, found dead in the water tank located at the top floor of her family’s apartment half naked with bruises all over her body. Siti Syazwani, 9 years old, found dead about 100 metres away from her home, believed to be raped and killed while walking home from an Al-Quran recitation class.


I don’t think that such cases as Nurin Jazlin and Sharlinie would occur once in every few months. There must be a lot of other children went missing but unfortunate enough to gain the spotlights of the mass media. I’m wondering why Madeleine McCann is the only missing child who gained worldwide attention while thousands other are not treated in the same way? Why only her? Does this means that the media in our country also practices double standard?


Whenever I stumbled upon this sort of news, this particular thought always crosses my mind ; Malaysia is not a safe country anymore? Is this the country that we are so proud of living in? The country that we are born in? The country that we stood with our own two feet on its grounds?


The rapes, the murders, killings, thefts. We see them everyday. If you leaf through the pages of the newspapers, I believe that there will be at least one full page to fit these sort of news in each of the issue. Probably after reading a news of a woman get slashed by a gang of thieves, we would shout “Oh my god!”. The next day, we wouldn’t even remember why the woman was featured in yesterday’s news.


Anybody realized that what they’re saying are just empty words that lead us to nowhere except running in a vicious circle? After the horrible death of Nurin Jazlin, there were various suggestions that a child safety network should be implemented as soon as possible to avoid any similar cases from happening again. Good. I can see the willingness of the public to conserve the faith and belief in our mind that crimes should be prevented. Too bad, about 4 months after a lot of talking and talking, another girl suffered the same fate as Nurin. What happened then? Rushes of panicky people here and there, surprised and unprepared for another case while the former is yet unresolved. It’s either they don’t have enough time or they’re just ‘hangat-hangat tahi ayam’.


These issues are so pervasive that our conscious heart have taken it for granted. Sympathies are slowly consumed by apathies, fortified by our own selfishness. It is a disease that most of us didn’t realize, most probably never. WE need to ponder about it seriously.

Monday, January 14, 2008

Where Is Sharlinie?



This child went missing on 9th of January 2008. We, as compassionate Malaysians should pray for her total safety and hope that she will return to her family's embrace once again.

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Posted a new short story.

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Monday, November 26, 2007

Reflections part 1

Isn't it usual, when a group of of people become friends, when the time comes for them to walk their own path, at least they wanted to spend their time together, celebrating the friendship bonded between them.

I'm talking about the exams...

Yes, I was really looking forward to spend my time together with my friends, after the hard work we'd been studying together, and along the process we played, joked and went on our usual ways which makes each one of us special and easily remembered.

I planned a lot of things even before the exam ended.

Watching movies, work our own way to the endings of a few video games, 'TV episodes' marathon, futsal, dota, and most importantly, eat eat eat together.

Nonetheless, everything depends on god's will...

After the exams, I missed the trip to Port Dickson. That was a hard blow.

I couldn't go there because my uncles and aunts are going to Mekah for pilgrimage. What can I do, since family is more important than friends...

Everything went awry from there on. I had to leave a day after they came from PD. And some of them are leaving earlier, and I'm not going to attend the Corroboree.

I don't have much time left...

To cut things short :

* Kay, his FarCry game has yet to reach its end.
* Then, the Prison Break marathon with Zahin, only went as far as the fifth episode.
* Botbot, I wanted to copy a piece of your humongous anime collection, but time was too restricting.
* Syami, what happened to our Sakaki Makio? We haven't yet known whether he will graduate or not.
* Acis and Frendy, sorry we couldn't nuclear bomb everyone in Civilization 4 game as we arranged earlier.
* Although it's kinda rare to see the likes of Epul nowadays, we haven't yet sat side by side watching a WWE pay-per-view and guess who'll win the heavyweight championship.
* Heck, I even downloaded a lot (and I mean it) of horror movies to watch with Radhzlan, but where is he when I need him?
* Syed, sorry for I forgotten to burn the Virtua Tennis 3 cd and I even left u wondering how the heck I could download a movie without using torrent.
* I also had something very cool to show to Atif, but yet he left so early I didn't even notice it.
* Az, I thought of bringing my gamepad and show my skills in a football match in Winning Eleven.

My god....there were waaaayy too many misses...

I wouldn't want this to happen, but, I still had a chance for futsal with some (although I really hoped that everyone would come) of the regulars. It's fun, and this probably will be one of the few important things that I would remember for a long time. Then I received a gift from a friend, and some o' the boys accompanied me getting off from Ridzuan. I was really glad for that. To be the very least, I won't feel that lonely.

It's not easy to handle disappointments. Especially when one comes after another. It's like falling from a stairs, where you will receive one hit on each step. In the end, you will feel pain all over your body.

And, now I understand why people always say that...time is precious.

Friday, September 21, 2007

Jump

When you are walking, then you came by a gap in front of you

What would you do?

Jump across, of course.

But.......
Sometimes you have to turn around
Because,
If you jump,
You may not stop walking and lose your way back....

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Additionally Less

There are times in my life that I could sense that something is declining, especially in numbers.

Take this analogy for example :

If we have only 10 balls, but for a full-length tennis tournament to run properly, we probably need more than that, let's say 500 balls at the very least.

So....what should we do?

Buy a hefty lots and lots and lots of tennis balls!!! And then pool it together, so it will reach the minimum number required.

Let's say, you don't know how much balls you bought, and you only want 500 balls in the basket so you can save the rest for later games.

In the basket, there are only 10 balls. If you add one more tennis ball into the basket, the total will be 11. When you add another, it will become 12 and so on. And as you are adding the balls, you're counting one by one.

At the end of the day, when you're confident that you've put in 490 balls, you count it back to make sure that the total is 500.

But, when counted, it seemed to be that the total is not 500 as needed.

Why is that?
Isn't it perplexing?

Maybe you lost count when you're adding the balls.
Or maybe you're adding 500 more balls instead of 490.
When recounting, perhaps you missed one or two.
Or even some balls may not fall into the basket as you're putting them in.

Probably it's just a weakness of us humans.

When we're adding something one by one, as they total up to a large amount, we tend to miss some of them out from our limited sight.

Then, the numbers decline unnoticed, until it is already too late for everything to revert back to normal.

Yea...until it's too late for everything

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Do you know?

Being a blogger is tough.

Yeah...a blogger like me, I would say.

Because a blogger are ALWAYS expected to put on something fresh and new everytime he is writing up a new blog post. EVERY SINGLE TIME...!

I don't really know how to emphasize this but, this sort of high expectations will make the blogger really sick, and disgusted.

I mean, sick and disgusted of his own posts, becausehe will realize that the posts are already written by other bloggers.

And probably he would feel sick and disgusted of himself too, for being such a dork since he couldn't come up with any new ideas.

Then, he will feel very sick and disgusted about his own blog, and later, will become the victim of unfathomable hatred towards this whole blogging concept.

Being a blogger is such a hassle. Isn't it? Would you think the same way as I am?

NOT!!!!

You're just a friggin reader. Not more than that. So stop complaining.

ps : but i never said to stop commenting