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Seven months away from home and with all the emails that have been flooding my inbox about the nation's state has not been making me worried at all. You name it; interlok, the video of an indian-boy forced to say Keling-babi, the inequality that many adults feel and spit on, the Valentine's Day drama, the snakes in the cabinet that not only just hiss around but also bite you after serving their 'venom' on silver plates. Enough said. Just by writing those down, a wave of negativity just flushed down my throat. Another event just flashed in my head: people leaving to other nations despite having lived here for decades. They are frustrated, I understand. I am not.

Politics has lost its purpose and has gain many dirty names in the past decade. Politics has to serve the common good and not only the parties that will favor them. Someone told me that only politicians can make changes to the nation and asked me if did I know of anyone who is not a politician but has done change? And so I replied, "How about Citizen Nades?" And to that, he replied that that journalist is only exposing matters but how well do we know if actions are being processed to curb that matter. This got me thinking, thinking alot! Speaking out and up is one thing and creating a proper response from the person it was intended to is another thing and making that person to make PROPER action is another thing too!

Sometimes I wonder why can't we all act under the human race instead of this entity that divides us by our skin color and where our ancestors came from. In the end, we are all going to die and face God. Richard Bach said that to test whether your mission on Earth is finished; IF YOU'RE ALIVE, IT ISN'T! Then again, politics looks like a game to me; you gotta play dirty to win it. But the nation's development is not a game but an adventure. An adventure of experiments and love. For the betterment of a nation, many things should and could be done but there is ALWAYS a barrier to do good things in this country. SAD FACT! Whenever an election comes around, candidates go around the housing areas of their representing seat. They promise a better, advanced city. Totally BS when you ask me about this act of campaigning! THOSE WHO GO AROUND CAMPAIGNING THAT THEY ARE THIS AND THEY ARE THAT ARE LOSERS. Why is it that I have never seen you on TV for doing something good before? Don't give me this **** that TV only highlights main events! If you are 'brainy' enough to go door to door and beg for votes, why not show your worth without the intention of running for election the next month? Once you have COMMITTED yourself to community service for years without expecting petrol cards and free entrance for movie premieres, then you can say that you are ready for elections! As a soon-to-be voter, I DEMAND that you don't show your face in elections if you have not been known for the good deeds that you have done by EVERYONE in your city. I DEMAND to vote for the person who has no monetary interest in politics. The salary that you get, is the one that you SHALL go home with, NOTHING MORE!

I want politicians to know that everyone votes' counts especially MINE because I have great interest in the development of Malaysia. Not because I think we can do it, BUT ONLY BECAUSE I WAS BORN HERE. THIS IS WHERE I BELONG. So don't go running along your pathetic bank account, asking me to go back to India or Sri Lanka BECAUSE I AM GOING NOWHERE when you are around spending my parents' money on your kids' Ben10 watches and HSM bags along with your wife's Prada and Gucci. HELL No! Thank God also that the 'papa' is out of his seat after sitting on that torn chair for the past three decades! ALL HAIL CHANGE! Never mind his contributions but I think the young guns ought to take over now. We are much more practical and united as compared to you bunch who have 1Malaysia only in your mouths. We had it even before you said it but the most important thing is we had it in our hearts that was filled with friendship and love. You bunch on the other hand, had it in your heads filled with money and position. Why!!!! Doesn't the saying 'With great power, comes great responsibility', mean ANYTHING TO YOU??

Are you even listening to us, youths? With all those emails, I have never once succumbed to its persuasion but just DELETED it whenever I sense the propaganda of a stupid few trying to spread the flu around! Too bad my belief for this country is like a cancer-spreadable and CANNOT be 'cured' with those stupid emails! If you try to further divide us with your hate notes and petitions, try harder because it AIN'T working, brotha! Many adults say that there can never be a group of friends that they had had during their time-undivided and united. Let me clarify that we DO have that in us! It's just that we are SICK and TIRED of you oldies playing the race card every time anything happens! Gosh..do you ever listen to yourselves? But then again i forgot that your cotton buds are made out of money..so I can't 'blame' you then! DO YOUR JOB FOR WHAT ITS WORTH!

I believe that we will prosper but I don't want villains in my country, especially the ones that are contributing to corruption, waste of public funds and abuse of power! Call me delusional or whatever you wanna call me because I don't give a damn. I will fight! I will! Watch out, 'uncles' and 'aunties' in the cabinet because Thanges will come!

I can't stand to fly

I'm not that naive

I'm just out to find

The better part of me

I'm more than bird

More than a plane

More than some pretty face beside a train

Its not easy

To be me.

(Superman, Five for Fighting)

BLUE

Funny how fast my thoughts change its focus.

Last Friday, the International Student Council organized a speed dating event called iConnection in conjunction with Valentine's Day. Yours truly was a volunteer in helping out with decorations and also performed Aaja Nachle to start off the event alongside the Hawaiian dance, Phillipino dance, Vietnamese dance and break dance. What I didn't mention in my earlier post was that I also signed up for the speed dating event. Not to find my Valentine but to meet people and feed my curiosity on how these things work. The dance went surprisingly well since we only practiced for three days. The speed dating started after all the performances, so I quickly got back to the seat that I was assigned too, along with all the other beautiful ladies on my side while the handsome men sat on the opposite side facing us. The game plan was that every guy would date one girl for 2-3minutes (with our emcees who were our time-keepers) and then move to the next seat once time was up. The ladies just had to sit there( Thank God..=p) We were all given this card that had rows of 'blank', 'yes' and a 'no' for which we had to fill the blank with our dates' number and circled yes or no if we would want to exchange information with that person to continue the relationship. With that info, the committee members would then match up the yes(s) and no(s) and email us the results.

10 minutes go by and I realized how fun it was for both me and my dates whom I had a good chat with. Then, the BIG moment came! After 10 minutes, I started to not only focus on my date but kept looking a the far end of the table to check whom am I going to date next. Guess who was on the next seat to my date? FERNANDO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I couldn't believe it! Only last week I remember not focusing in class due to his appearance and personality AND now here am I seconds away from dating my Genetics TA that I had been swooning about! HAHAHAHAH! Fernando and I dated for 3 minutes and I was constantly emphasizing the moment of how weird it was that I am dating my TA. And to that he replied, "Well, I am an International student and I am single. I am your TA but I am also a person, okay..." I was awe-struck with his casual approach and started to think how was my next class with him is going to turn out: AWKWARD! We spoke about my major and how he ended up being in the US, being a Costa Rican and it ended very pleasantly! That topped everything!!!!!! You might ask if I did find anyone worthy..but let me cut you short and say that I didn't have any intentions of getting a date there and that it was just for the mere experience of it. The event ended early and I helped clean up and got a ride back home before I called up a sleepy Hema and woke her up with this piece of news!

I got up at 12.30pm on Saturday and realized I was late for something and quickly took a shower and rushed to the Smith Gym where I watched something that I am not going to say at the moment. The time will come when I am ready. So just wait! hehe! Anyways, the weekend went by with lots of facebooking, movies and skype sessions with friends and family. Then another BANG came. My finances has been taking the wrong route for the past two months thanks to Subway and Starbucks! Gotta cut down on that, I must! My informative speech is scheduled this Friday and I am in mixed feelings to enlighten my class about Thaipusam. Hopefully all goes on well! My you tube channel has also smiled back at me with 300+ views within a week and I have recently subscribed to MalaysiaKini which has gotten me pumped up about police brutality in Malaysia. If you asked my dad what I wanted to be when I was in Standard 3, he would say a policewoman. He said that because he thought I watched Gerak Khas too much that time.

Yes, Gerak Khas was the catalyst and no, nothing is real in the entertainment industry's plot when it comes to local soap operas. But since small, we have all believed that when a police station is near home, we all can sleep with smiles. Not anymore. I have been watching so many protests over youtube on Malaysians carrying banners that shout "Polis penjenayah berlesen" or "The police are criminals with a licence". What happened to justice? What happened to "police will take care of us?" I am scared! What if one fine day, the police arrests me for shoplifting and then my family have to find me four days later with bruises all over my body and also maybe even raped? I am not embarrassed to admit the truth that might happen to me. I might be too weak to kick him in his 'kingdom' to defend myself. Too weak, yes! But with all this voice in me, I know I can scream-scream the truth out.

With great power, comes great responsibility! "Police uncle, please lah, I want to balik to a safe home in 3 years time." I wanted to be policewoman. Do you know why? Because I love the feeling that Abby Abbadi and AC Mizal had when the ended each episode with pride and assurance that they can be the armor to ALL the crimes in the world! The feeling of pride of wearing that blue uniform to serve the common good! Do you know why uniforms are all in same color and pattern? Its ONLY because everyone who wears that uniform serve only one purpose and one purpose only and that is to achieve one common goal: To have a nation, that my dear Standard 3 siblings can write down in their brown exercise books with clear hearts: "Malaysia merupakan sebuah negara yang AMAN DAN DAMAI"

Can you do that for me, Mr. Police? A small request from your humble citizen, asking you to do your job right. Please! Tolong encik, hentikan semua ini. Jangan kerana nila setitik, rosak susu sebelanga. Oh wait, isn't nila, blue in color? How amusing that the resemblance in color of the 'nila' and the police uniform color were not obvious to me before? Did our ancestors foresee this issue? God only knows. Anyhow, BEAR IN MIND, many police still do behave like Abby and AC. Its just that, we, the young ones, are afraid that the 'some' of you might be lurking around in our hometowns.

Blue was my favorite color

Till you hit my brother

Blue was my favorite color

Till you touched my sister

Blue, I hope, will be my favorite color again,

Because I still do have faith in you,

As Blue rhymes with True,

I will never go away from you.

PEACE!

WeirdOMg!

Another week flew by with many weird incidents. In my Genetics tutorial class, I came across a strange thing. I couldn't focus AT ALL! Its not the difficulty level of the subject because that doesn't concern me at all but it was my TA, Fernando. He was giving out last week's quiz that I miraculously got 9.5/10 and he was also trying to remember our names. Well, let me clarify this fact that since I came to the US, no one could pronounce my name right. BUT FERNANDO DID on that day! I was shocked to hear my name after 6 months of being mispronounced! Did I also mention how handsome he was that day? Well, now you know! I have NEVER lost focus in class just because a guy seems to stand out with his good looks but that Friday........whoooooosh..i was swept away! Typical movie scene, you might say. Did also mention that he has a Spanish accent? I find myself staring at him whenever he says operon and cis-regulation and many more! HAAHAHHAHAHAHA!

I have Genetics and Physics test coming up this week and have not touched any notes thanks to my addiction to the Kollywood movie scene! Mygosh...when will I ever learn?? I also will be dancing to Aaja Nachle this Friday for Iconnections-a speed-dating event organized by the International Student Council. As for my informative speech, I will be enlightening my class about Thaipusam. Zarathustra has made me hate him today because of all the explicating that I need to do on his sermons for my Writing class! Nevertheless, I am still lazing around! GRRRR!

I did a video for my mum's birthday and got awesome responses by a lot of people. Even Nave279-my drive for all these tamil-english mash-ups-commented on my video!!! OMG!!!!! My mum cried watching it and so did my aunt. Well, lets just skip the emo parts and move on to how that video thought me something. You see, I recorded that video right before the CNY gathering by Malaysians in WSU. Then I was asked to bring my guitar to the gathering since I live only 30 sec away from the gathering location. Well, I did all the strumming and singing and awed some while other couldn't care less and guess what I realized when I returned? One of my string's knob was damaged! I knew I left it at the side somewhere while grabbing some desert. How did I know if the kids were meddling with it? I was frustrated but cooled off ten minutes later feeling grateful that I managed to record the video anyhow!

Well, when something you really love gives back love to you, it is the most awesome feeling in the whole wide world. But to ask for love when that person's heart is punctured by someone else is really a spot that you will never want to be in. So, I rather be grateful that I have received the love before and will try to fix the heart so that it can now love others as well. Confused? Me too! But its just a guitar, you might say! Its never just a guitar to Thanges-NEVER! That is why it is painful and sad that I now have to fix him. Not because I can't but because time is freaking jealous of me! I dearly hope my Red one back home is doing fine too!

Another weird incident: I never knew Telugu movies are good! Thanks to Hema for the suggestion of Magadherra! awesome screenplay and graphics! superb plot and cinematography! What a love story! I have just finished watching it and now I am wondering if Fernando would be my Bhairava.......hahahahahah!!!! Hema is going to crack is she sees this line! Anyways, it was a not-so-productive week with me postponing and procrastinating my work! Hopefully, the coming weeks will do me some justice!

Beauty is only skin deep,

Beauty lies in the eyes,

Of the beholder who cannot focus

Or even name the price

Price of what, You ask..

Wondering what I might say

Price of justice and love,You fool!

For it will never ever decay........