22.2.13

Fridate

So there goes my second week in Murdoch. To be honest, it didn’t go great. But life has plenty of good parts. It’s the rough parts that make you thankful that you have people to share with. My Fridate with Kay went well. Nothing much but guess we did had a good time together. Walking around the city and running in the rain, having Kay sneezes her nose off cause I dragged her into Lush store. It was good. Right? Haha but really, Friday was good. Since we both don’t have any class today. 

I gotta say that I did the right choice of choosing Australia to pursue my media studies. Browsing through the modules of units in Nottingham Trent Uni did give me second thoughts about going there. Being in the UK does sound great to me but to study there? I got the feelings that next semester will be hell for me. But they say it’s going to be worth it, so instead of emailing Jeannette to cancel my application, I just passed up the unit forms yesterday. I really hope I did make the right decision though. The units (subjects) suck big time! They don’t have practical like in the Aussie but theories, and theories, and textbooks. And more theories, articles, and theories, and poets, and Shakespeare. I fell asleep every time I went through the list, and it went for a week until I decided to sit in the library and make up my mind. Seriously. Make it worth my time, and my complaints. 

Since I’m gonna finish my core units for my degree in the end of this semester, I gotta say this semester is also going to be hell. It’s the first week of school, but I already feel like quitting. Geez! I’m always end up hating the subjects that I think I’m gonna like and literally enjoy the subjects that I’m supposed to hate. For example for last semester, the Narrating the Nation studies and this time, it’s Documentary. I even put my hands up yesterday, when the tutor asked us who wants to present first (which is next Thursday). So yeah, I have a presentation to make next week, which is second week of school so wish me luck! ☺

14.2.13

My Beautiful Charm

Since charm bracelets has become the new pink, so Hariz suddenly popped the question. 
- "I see lots of girls keep posting about pandora charms from their bfs. Do you want one?"

What kind of question is that? So I starred at him, and he continued.
- "... So you can post it on instragram too," 

It tickled my heart when I heard that from his mouth. Was quite shocked too though. Never thought he had such thought in the head. Honestly, I never dream of owning the bracelets though (maybe not yet) and still don't understand why everybody has gone coo-coo about it. But not-so-secretly I was digging for some new bags and I think he knew, (OF COURSE HE KNEW) so he continued ... 
- "Do you want a bracelet or a handbag?"

He keep on asking, since he saw almost everyone in my timeline keep posting about "bracelets from lovee". 
- "Of course I want a handbag! What kind of question is that?!". 

Haha so that's the story of my first KK collection. 

P/S : Let's just hope they don't throw the bottles down and make any disturbing noise tonight. (14/2)

13.2.13

Beggars

Not sure if its true about drugging the children but its defo true on the scam they try to pull begging its operated by a gang seen a documentary on this sort of thing not too long ago. It's a disgrace and is horrifying to think if true what they do to those poor children. Sickening people. Abah once warned me about how many crazy people out there. Turned out whats got into Metro newspapers everyday, that some people will usually find it annoying because it's full with gossips and exaggerated stories but that's what really going on. Instead of wasting my time reading other "orang kuat kerajaan" newspapers, I personally think it's better for me to read all this kind sickening stories, Allahu'alam exaggerated ke tak, but it makes me wonder, what's really in their mind? Why are they doing this? What kind of life they've been through? Why do they even exist?!

I don't know if some of you have found this article somewhere on the internet, google or facebook, I was once been told about this kind of scam. Sickening people. Don't give money to the beggars. Even if they look like the most poorest person on the planet. Its not used for food or any goods. But I wonder, if these beggars didn't get enough money, will they be punished? It's horrifying to think of. These people disgust me, they really do. Do these poor kids been treated like the kids in "Slumdog Millionaire"? They chopped off their hands, took away their sights, drugged them and shit. Anything for the sake of money. Okay before the post gets any longer, you may read the article below if you haven't. 

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"Why is sleeping child in the hands of beggars? Have you ever wondered... "

This article I read a few months ago. Who is the author of, I don't know. Please read... "

"Near the metro station sits a woman of uncertain age. Women’s hair is confused and dirty, her head bowed in grief. The woman sits on the dirty floor and next to her lies a bag. In that bag people throw money. On the hands of a woman, asleep, is a two year old baby. He's in a dirty hat and dirty clothes. 

“Madonna with baby” - numerous passers-by will donate money. The people of our kind- we always feel sorry for less fortunate. We are ready to give unfortunate people the last shirt, the last penny out of your pocket and never think another issue. Helping, seems like. “Good job done”... 

I walked past a beggar for a month. Did not give any money, as I knew that this is a gang operated scam and money collected by the beggar will be given to whoever controls beggars in the area. Those people own numerous luxury properties and cars. Oh and beggar also gets something, of course “ A bottle of vodka in the evening and a döner kebab”. A month later, walking past the beggars, as shock, it suddenly hit me…. I'm staying at a busy crossing, stared at the baby, dressed as always- dirty track suit. I realized that it seemed "wrong", finding a child in a dirty underground station from morning to evening. The baby slept. Never sobbed or screamed, always asleep, burying his face in the knee of a woman who was his MUM. 

Do any of you, dear readers, have children? Remember how often they slept at the age of 1-2-3 years? Hour two, maximum three (not consecutive) afternoon nap, and again – movement. For the whole month, every day of my walking in the underground, I've never seen a child awake! I looked at the tiny little man, with his face buried in the knee of his mother, then at the beggar, and my suspicion was gradually formed. 
– Why he sleeps all the time? I asked, staring at the baby. 

The beggar pretended not to hear me. She lowered her eyes and hid her face in the collar of her shabby jacket. I repeated the question. The woman again looked up. She looked somewhere behind my back, tired with utter irritation. Her look was similar to the creatures from a different planet. 
-F **k off ... her lips murmured.
-Why is he asleep?! I almost cried ... 

Behind me someone put his hand on my shoulder. I looked back. A some old man was looking at me disapprovingly: 
– What do you want from her? Can’t you see how hard she’s got it in her life… Eh … 
He gets some coins from his pocket and throws them in the beggar’s bag. 

Beggar made a hand wave of a cross, portraying the face of humility and universal grief. The guy removed his hand from my shoulder and strolled out of the underground station. I bet, at home, he will tell how he defended poor, distraught woman from a soulless man in a tube station. 

Next day I called a friend. It was a funny man with eyes like olives Romanian nationality. He only managed to complete three and a half years of education. The complete lack of education does not prevent him from moving around the City streets on very expensive foreign cars and live in a “small” house with countless number of windows and balconies. From my friend I managed to find out that this business, despite the apparent spontaneity, clearly organised. Its supervised by begging organised crime rings. The children used are in "rent" from families of alcoholics, or simply stolen. I needed to get the answer to the question – why is the baby sleeping? And I received it. My friend Gypsy said the phrase, completely ordinary with calm voice that twisted me in shock, just like he was talking about weather report: 
-They are on heroin, or vodka ... 
I was dumbfounded. "Who is on heroin? Whom – under vodka?! " 
He answered -The Child, so he doesn’t scream. The women will be sitting whole day with him, imagine how he might get bored? In order to make the baby slept the whole day, it pumped up with vodka or drugs. Of course, children's bodies are not able to cope with such a shock. And children often die. The most terrible thing – sometimes children die during the "working day". And imaginary mother must hold another dead child on her hands until the evening. These are the rules. And the by passers-by will throw some money in the bag, and believe that they are moral. Helping "mother alone" … 

… The next day I was walking near the same underground station. I stocked up journalistic identity, and was ready for a serious conversation. But the conversation didn't work out. But turned out the following ... A woman was sitting on the floor and in her hands she was holding a child. I asked her a question about the documents on the child, and, most importantly, where was yesterday's kid, which she simply ignored. My questions were not ignored by passers-by. I was told that I was out of my mind screaming at poor beggar with a child. All in all, I was escorted out of the tube station in disgrace. One thing remained was to call the police. When police arrived, beggar with the baby disappeared. I stood with a full sense of - “I'm trying to fight windmills”. 

When you see in the subway, on the street whether women with children, begging, think before your hand climb for money. Think about that, if it wasn't for your hundreds of thousands of handouts, the business like this would have died. The business would die and not the children-inflated with vodka or drugs. Do not look at the sleeping child with affection. See horror… Since you're reading this article, you know now- why the child is sleeping in beggars hands. 

P/S : If you share this article, your friends will read it too. And when you decide again to open your wallet to throw a coin to a beggar, remember that this charity could cost another child's life.

12.2.13

Women Under Siege Syria

Just thought of sharing this post with you guys. The exact feelings came, just like when I was studying Middle East's films especially Afghan, last time. How they treated our sisters, it's unacceptable. 

Witnesses say shabiha forces raped 42 women and girls in Al Huswayieh 

Three witnesses to an alleged January 16 massacre in Al Huswayieh reported the rape of 42 women and girls from their town in a video that was posted by a number of users to YouTube two days later. Al Huswayieh is located near the Al Qusayr district, just north of Homs. Various news sources have reported that government forces killed more than 100 people in Homs on the same day as the massacre in the small town. 

The video shows three women, faces kept entirely covered, seated side-by-side and crying. A man, off camera, introduces the clip, saying that because no journalists were present, the massacre was not reported to the press. “These are the testimonies of some survivors,” he says. 

One woman begins: “We were in our homes. At 7 a.m. they entered town. Their heads were wrapped. They were not in the regular army. They were carrying hatchets and bottles of arak [an alcoholic drink] and they started slaughtering, skinning, killing.” 

She describes how shabiha (plainclothes militia) members shot men and cattle in the fields, burned children, and took whole families away. A woman, nine months pregnant and mother to four, was shot while holding her 11-year-old son, the woman says. 

All money, mobile phones, and jewelry were confiscated, the woman says, but “if a woman did not have money or jewelry they would strip and rape her.” “Forty-two girls and women were raped in front of us, and from 7 until 8 we were used as human shields,” she says. 

“This is a massacre and a crime with no precedent.” When the other women spoke they related the same stories, but did not mention the alleged rapes again. The second half of the video contained no audio. 

 The exact location of the reported rapes is unknown. Because Syrian government officials currently refuse to allow access to journalists, researchers and aid workers, WMC’s Women Under Siege cannot independently verify this report of sexualized violence in Syria.

Source : Women Under Siege Syria
Youtube :   فظائع النظام في مجزرة الحصوية في حمص واغتصاب 42امراة