Things i hate version 2.0

Here are more additions to the million other things in life,that i can't stand..Enjoy.

well,you know what i really really despise when im,just in the bathroom?..well it's like this..When im brushing my teeth,not a single soul would be present when i don't have toothpaste foam(whatever you call it) in my mouth yet..But as soon as i put that that brush in my mouth and start brushing,out of nowhere,(im guessing they hide in the cubicles) someone or the other would pop out and start engaging me in conversation..Do you freaking know,how freaking hard it is to talk with a brush and foam in your mouth??..It like's you have a cotton ball in your mouth..and as soon as you start talking,foam starts to drip from your mouth making it seem like you suffer from facial nerve palsy or some shit like that..And these %#@&!,they'll start asking you your whole life's story.."oh so u mean,your fathers grandpa is from india,meaning your grandpa and dad were born in india,making you a third generation indian??,i don't get that,but i thought your dad and you are Malaysians?please explain,so you're a Malay??"..for the love of christ,why can't i be asked this when i you know,am not brushing my goddamn teeth???...@#$%&!!!!..rageeeeeeeeeeee!!!god!!!..

And another thing i can't stand..is how these people just shamelessly stare at you when all of us are brushing our teeth.i'll be brushing and shit,and you just feel someones lookin at you,and when you turn,lo and behold some weirdo is staring right down to your soul while brushing his teeth..worse is when they're peeing in the urinals just parallel to the sink and stare at you..im like wtf yo?..and they'll just be like,hehe nothing..i can feel my bp rising..every single time...gosh..

But yeah,another thing is when you enter a quiet bathroom..and some jackass(in the loo,normally cubicles) gets air of it,and immediately in a split of a second,starts belting out some gay ass Hindi love song..Those *%#$@ seriously think i want to listen to that crap they yell out from their throats..I can't even stand that shit when real singers sing it on TV..what more,when some hillbilly degenerate sings it..The thing is,every single one of them think they're gifted with a voice akin to a nightingale.And the thing is,every single one of them couldn't be more wrong..seriously one day,I'm gonna douse them with petrol and set fire to their asses..dear lord..

Anyway,gota run,ill update this thing when i remember more...i sure hope the bathroom is empty now..god..till then..smell ya'll later..

Sigh...

Hmm,it feels like one of those days..When i have absolutely nothing to write about..
thus me blindly typing something to pass of as a blog post..
well im going to Chennai this Sunday..the parents are coming..to supposedly celebrate the anniversary of my birth..the big 21,,poo!..im getting old man..
Before you know it,id be dead in my grave somewhere..oh crap..why age w hy??..
Anyhow yeah,i have to go to where my bro is situated now..in salem..5 freakin hours away..on an Indian bus..the last time i went on a bus ride,someone shamelessly opened my bag and peeked around..the inbred!..some nerve..then again,i can't blame him/her.
it's india anyway..where,when you scold someone without the use of profanities,is considered polite..god..i hate india!!..at times..most of the times..but not all the time..still i hate it..

I want to go back home..i want to drive around..visit nearby sandakan,and tawau..and maybe kk too..im sick of india.up to my neck with it..the sights,the sounds..*blech*..sick of every single goddamn thing..you think i have issues?..wait till i find me a gun..1st to go,would be those wrethced neighbours who think they can sing..and after that,those selected few who shamelessly take my things,and don't give it back..then would be the conniving auto drivers who over charge for no reason..eeep.ok ok..calm down roshan,calm down..you ain't gonna find a lady friend,by behaving like this..moving on..

well i dont know what else to write about,besides my undwindling hate for this place.pure unadulterated hate..hate hate hate!!

gaaaaa screw you people...thanksbyegudnite..

To see a softer side of things.

What does your love mean to me
its something i can't answer easily
just like the air that i breathe
you fill me up inside, you give me all that i need
like a bird flying high on a summers day
you're the wind that carries me away
to a place where you and i will always stay forever

chorus:
if i never get to heaven then at least i will have known
i had an angel here on earth that I could call my very own
and if this world should end tomorrow, girl this much i know is true
i found my piece of heaven the day that i found you

verse 2:
longer than poets will rhyme
girl my love will burn for you until the end of time
if i should die before tomorrow comes
i wont regret a single day, because i had your love
must be somethin in the way you say my name
it takes away my worries and my pain
girl i know we'll make it through the rain together

chorus:
if i never get to heaven then at least i will have known
i had an angel here on earth that i could call my very own
and if this world should end tomorrow girl this much i know is true
i found my piece of heaven the day that i found you

bridge:
like a river flows and a flower grows, my love for you will never fade
like the sun will rise in the morning sky
you know that i am here to stay forever

(instrumental interlude)

chorus:
if i never get to heaven then at least i will have known
i had an angel here on earth that i could call my very own
and if the world should end tomorrow
girl this much i know is true
i have found my piece of heaven the day that i found you

like a river flows and a flower grows, my love for you will never fade
like the sun will rise in the morning sky you know i am here to stay

Race,racism and how i don't understand it.

well,for this post i thought I'd talk about something with substance for a change..and not the usual run of the mill posts that im so fond of..RACE.
what does race really mean to you?..and how does one attain the credibility to judge another race as inferior or superior??..which by me,is wrong..

See,as a boy growing up in my town..i had no Indian friends for the 1st 12 years of my life,and till date i only have one that i treasure greatly(im talking when im in malaysia ok,)..That did not make a difference in any way..at all..for i had other friends,the locals,the chinese..They did not see me as indian,neither did i see them as a faction of another race..we were friends..we all thought alike,liked the same things,ate the same food during recess,and basically just enjoyed each others company..And now as a 21 year old,it irks me whenever i go to west malaysia.everywhere you see it's just the same race huddled together..so what if they do it,just cause they speak the same language?..i spoke malay my entire life in sabah and did not in any way find a problem culpable of me wanting to be friends with members of my own race..that's bullshit..My parents did not bring me up along those lines..Never once have i heard them telling me to be friends with only the indians..because they themselves thought it was bullshit..i could be friends with who ever i fancied..As long as they were good people..that was all they needed..they didnt want me bringing some crackhead back home..which was fine by me.i wouldn't have wanted to put my parents under scrutiny from neighbours and friends anyway..

But yeah..as long as we click.then we're good to go..Things were so much easier being a kid..It's only when one grows up and start to see their friends as "different",is when the the problem rears it's ugly head..It's pathetic..i remember,when i studied in penang..The indians didnt want anything to do with me,because for one thing,i didn't speak the language or even feel the need to attempt to learn iti..screw that shit..i had people who liked me for just speaking english..People who i still like very much till date..The racial separation in the west is so obvious..As compared to sabah..here it's all good..if we click,then we aramaiti sama-sama..i leave the racial discrimination to the fickle minded..the world does not need people like them..

see,the thing is..when you only have love for your own race,then you just leave space to discriminate..and at the end of the day,that only generates hate..NO particular race is better than the rest..EVERYONE is the same..Being a medical student i do cut open bodies..EVERYONE is the same inside..your liver is situated the same place,your lungs,your heart even to the most minute of things like the appendix..For example,being a chinese,does not mean your liver is placed in your chest cavity.,or a malay,your heart is behind your intestines.or an indian,your gall bladder is in your neck..everyone is the same..it's only the physical features..and that should never be the basis of how someone should be treated or judged..I couldn't imagine how some people, one fine day,say"oh im better than the rest,i should be king"..again..bullshit,in it's purest form..

some people are scared if they mingle with folks from different races,they'd lose their culture,heritage and all that crap...Screw that,if you respect each other just fine,you won't be going forcing your belief's and views down your friends throat..you respect him,and he respect you..there,case closed..For me,even if a relationship is concerned.i am not confined or feel the need to be with someone of my own creed.
you can be any thing,as long as you and i understand,care and love each other just fine..i see no need to walk out at any point..one does not get guaranteed happiness by being with someone of their own kind..you might just as well find it being with someone of a different race...I don't know bout you guys,but this is what i sincerely feel...:)

Anyway i got to go,i'd go on and one,but alas,time envies my ass..Btw,All this is just what i feel..i do not under any circumstances represent my own kind in voicing out my thoughts..i represent myself..others can think for themselves..
As some might find this post wrong,inaccurate,superficial etc etc..well to bad.go write your own blog and whine there about what a bad man i am.:)..lol..

I LOVE MY FELLOW MAN!!..whatever colour or shape you come in..bye!..

At the canteen

You know what else i hate...??
i as it is detest the fact that i have to share my environment with these pigs here in the hostel..And to add salt to the already bleeding and gaping wounds,i even have to share the canteen with them..
As you all must already know by now,The people i co exist with aren't exactly a benevolent bunch..The crudest form of humans live here..I am not that wonderful of a character,But i try very very hard to act as humanely as possible...Lowering myself to almost animal like standards is not at all plausible..I just cant..

It's bad enough i have to eat in the canteen,poisoning myself with god knows what.
i would be able to stomach the situation but these pigs...these dogs!!..They have such poor table manners..Didn't their parents ever take the time to educate their asses about proper table manners?..As i was eating just now,,this guy..(he had literally shoveled food into his mouth the entire time)..decided that he was satiated..I would have just got up and left the second i was done..but he..he just sat there..deciding what to do next..he started picking his teeth and got bored..and in an act of repulsive madness,he stumbled upon a brainwave..I was trying to figure out what exactly was he doing,cuz for an instant,i thought he was choking on something..then in dawned unto me..

he was burping..like he was literally forcing belches out of him..Like sitting there and forcing himself to burp even though he didn't need to..All this must have been amusing i guess to his little feeble mind..i was grossed out..i just left..
I hope his trachea collapses and he one day suffocates on his on own belch.the rascal...

A death in the other house.

Im woken up every single night,
by this reoccurring dream
By the laughter of a child,
Starts as a giggle,and ends in a scream,

I wake up,almost instantly,heart thumping,head pounding,
A cold sweat drips on my bed,
For this child i have seen before,
Can't place my finger on it,too afraid to continue my sleep,

In this dream,
The child is happy,the air is filled with it's innocent giggles,
A spring in it's step,and a song in it's heart,
Takes my hand,leads me away,

I take it's hand,and we walk,
it's hands so warm,so small,yet a powerful grip,
it is smiling,from ear to ear,
i smile to,without no fear,

We walk and walk,
till a path is reached,
The road diverges,
And that makes the difference,

The child is now sobbing,
A slight whimper,changes into a vigorous outburst,
My hand is bloody,i draw it back,
A blade in the other,a deep stain on the child's shirt,

It twists and moans,and screams,
on the ground,gasping for air,
for what is left of this once beautiful child,
Now nothing more,than a hollow shell.

A piercing stare,from it's now somber eyes,
blood seeps through it's clothes,all the way to it's knee,
i stand aghast when i finally realize,
That This child was once Me..

Currently top played on my Ipod

Bila, aku sudah tiada
Simpan semua lagu ku
Jangan di tangis selalu

Mungkin, itu sementara
Bila jumpa penggantiku
Jangan dilupakan aku...

Pagi itu indah seperti biasa
Tidur yang lena terhenti di sana
Layap kuyu masih tak terdaya
Bukalah tingkap mu curahkan cahaya

Siapa yang sangka
Bila tiba masa kita untuk pergi selamanya
Takkan terduga
Jika saat ini tuhan tentukan aku lah orangnya

Bila, aku sudah tiada
Simpan semua lagu ku
Jangan di tangis selalu

Mungkin, itu sementara
Bila jumpa penggantiku
Jangan dilupakan aku...

Gelak tawa tangisan yang hiba
Kenangan kita masa di dunia
Alangkah indahnya jika
Kita mampu hidup selamanya

Siapa yang sangka
Bila tiba masa kita untuk pergi selamanya
Takkan terduga
Jika saat ini tuhan tentukan aku lah orangnya

Bila, aku sudah tiada
Simpan semua lagu ku
Jangan di tangis selalu

Mungkin, itu sementara
Bila jumpa penggantiku
Jangan dilupakan aku...

Industries and trade minister YB Dato Mustapha Mohamed visit to Bangalore

All of us with the Datuk.



Us all

Me trying very hard to look ok in a tie

Some seniors..me frolicking in the background

I obviously had something worth saying.or so i think.

Lakshmi and i

The ever so nice Naufal a.k.a Nopa from ims,too bad Chris didn't come



well last Saturday our beloved minister visited us here in Bangalore..The venue was leela place..a freakin amazing hotel which did justice in all ways to it's 7 star rating..
We and The international medical school students were invited to attend the dinner held by him and his delegates..around 150 students all together..
we were in formals(duh!)..i mean like with a tie and all..and honestly speaking in all my 21 years of existence,this was the 1st time i actually wore a tie to an occasion..some of the others had blazers on..(mental note to self,blazer banyak cantik la!)... The people's people..Dato himself.
lol..Yeah,anyway we all congregated at the medical college around 5..and left at 5.30pm to Leela palace..bla bla bla..after all said and done we got to sit down around 7 plus..before that we spent our time exploring the lushly green vicinity..and damn,that place was a beauty..it had waterfalls and everything in it..Even the bathrooms!..this i can tell without a hint of embarrassment,that the toilet looked probaly 10 times grander than the room i stay in..sad,but yes...

Anyway,we were told to not sit with only the ramaiah group,so we spread out and sat among the IMS students..which was nice..after a couple of speeches and interactive sessions,it was dinner time..dinner was ok..not amazing,not paltry..just nice..i like te deserts a lot..but due to the cold environment,the food became dry,and almost caused me to choke on every single morsel that passed through my poor unyielding oesophagus..But that was ok..then the sesi "turun padang" and bersama rakyat took place and that was nice.our trade minister humbly went to each and every single table mingling with the rakyat..hehe..(we are still rakyats aren't we?,even though we're miles apart from home..)..we got over by 11ish..im surprised i didn't go blind from all the picture taking..it was more like an electronics convention with all the camera's on display..but it was an experience by itself...I took the liberty of uploading some pictures on this post..as to avoid it from becoming drab and boring..like all my other posts..:'(..so yeah,enjoy..

Interactive session

Non-interactive session


...........LA FIN.............