Wednesday, November 22, 2006

China, India & The Tripod World System

President Hu made a landmark visit to India on Nov 20.

China and India - two of the great Spiritual countries which have inherited more than three thousand years of human intellectual and wisdom consciousness, have finally met and shook hands with each other.

For the past 50 years, both sides have been plagued by their own karmic turbulence. Social, economic, political and even environmental unrests have almost torn the two countries, from their own within, apart.

"When the people of the country is wise, the country will prosper", so goes the old wise saying of the ancient peoples.

Against the current political background of our international arena, this is even more true. More so than ever before, humanity urgently yearns for a wise leader to lead them out of the almost-never-ending miseries. Year after year, decade after decade, human kind suffers under the despicable and ruthless handling of the countless leaders, political or religious alike, and give away their most precious possession - their lives - in a simple word 'go'. Soldiers lost their lives in meaningless wars; brainwashed religious followers committed suicides in the name of their god. Such is the insanity of our present human trend - crystal-like wisdom and desire for living on and better gives way to unquenchable hatred and undying wrath.

Undeniably, the names of these leaders go down in history as devilish functions scathing the face of this Earth, and of humanity's.

Dr. Daisaku Ikeda, President of Soka Gakkai International, expounded the theory of the 'three-point world system'. It is based on the novel 'The Romance of the Three Kingdoms', where then there were three kingdoms: Wei (魏), Han (漢), and Wu (吳). The lead character in this great novel, 'Zhu GeLiang' (諸葛亮字孔明), was thrice invited by warlord Liu Bei (劉備) to assist him in conquering the Kingdom of Shu. It was only on the third visit that Zhu agreed to Liu's request. That promise marked the life of Zhu, and the eternally shining example of a disciple's unforgiving gratitude toward his mentor of life.

Incidentally, it was also in that last visit by Liu that Zhu presented a plan for the acomplishment of Liu's desire. A plan that would even be applicable on today's political and socio-economic arenas - in order to secure lasting peace for all worlds under heaven (天下), one must have an alternate and opposing force strong enough to withstand the powers from other external sources. Simply said, a singular force controlling the world would not help in generating well-being and happiness for the people. One must see that there're two or three forces in the world, all strong enough to hold up to each other. Only this will allow the people living under the hands of these forces to be happy and well.

It was with such a macro-cosmic magnitude of world view that Zhu impressed Liu. True to his words, Zhu was never a tyrant or dictator. All he ever wanted was to fulfill his mentor's dreams and desires, and a simple promise he made when Liu was still in his hut. That burning light of a disciple's heart shone to the very last moment of Zhu's life.

The trip of President Hu to India holds such a magnificent significance. The world must never see one single dictating power controlling and deciding which direction humanity should take.

With the uprising of the two gigantic economies of India and China, the world would see an improvement one yearns so long for; a tripod-stand world system which all three powers rely on each other. One falls and all other will fall and fail in their individual missions as well.

With these three pillars, the U.S., China and India, holding up the shelters for humanity, the daily prayer of Dr.Daisaku comes a step closer in taking a concrete image of what 'world peace' comes to be seen. As promised in their joint statements, China and India will work together peacefully, for the sake of humanity and the world.

It is a world system the U.S. may not wish to see, but certainly one beneficial to all human beings on this planet. The echoed fortune brought forth by this system will be unimaginably large, and Dr.Daisaku will, as I firmly believe, witness the coming of age of this humanity's long-yearned desire.

Sunday, November 19, 2006

A Mighty Heart

The title of this post is borrowed from one book of the same title.

It is written by Ms Mariane Pearl, the wife of Daniel Pearl, a Wall Street journalist who was abducted and brutally murdered in Karachi, Pakistan in early 2002.

Daniel Pearl, or better known as 'Danny', was born on 10 October 1963 in Princeton, New Jersey. He was raised in Encino, Los Angeles, by his father working as a Professor in UCLA, and Iraqi Jew mother. The former, who received a B.S. degree in Electrical Engineering from the Technion, Israel, is a Jewish-American scientist, while his wife, who is a Jew also, is on the other hand born in Iraq. The fate of this two persons, with different yet similar background, crossed and interwined, and finally weaved a beautiful web of human conviction and perseverance with the loss of their beloved son.

In 1990 Daniel started his career in the Wall Street Journal's Atlanta bureau, where during one of his assignment in Paris, he met his woman in life, Mariane Pearl, whom herself is a freelance journalist. They got married in 1999.

On 23 January 2002, on his way to an interview with a supposed terrorist leader, Daniel was kidnapped by a militant group calling itself The National Movement for the Restoration of Pakistani Sovereignty. This group claimed that Daniel was a CIA agent and sent the United States a range of demands, including the freeing of all Pakistani terror detainees, and the release of a halted U.S. shipment of F-16 fighter jets to the Pakistani government. The message read:

"We give you one more day if America will not meet our demands we will kill Daniel. Then this cycle will continue and no American journalist could enter Pakistan."

Mariane Pearl, who was nine months pregnant, pleaded the captors to no avail. Nine days later Daniel was decapitated. It was only till 16 May that his body, cut into ten pieces and buried in a shallow grave in the outskirts of Karachi, was recovered.

10 days after this grisly recovery, Adam was born into this grief-filled world, amidst the confusion and his mother's greivances.

In the words of mastermind, Pakistan-born Ahmed Omar Saeed Sheikh said he had kidnapped Daniel to "strike a blow at the United States and embarrass the Pakistani government.", while another said Daniel was targeted "because he was a Jew working against Islam".

One year later Mariane wrote the book, revealing intimately the life facade of her slain husband unkown to the rest of the world. Always smiling and radiating a glow of quiet strength and inner determination, she stood up silently yet indomitably against all those who planned to topple and demolish her. In order to feel what her husband had gone through during the captive period, and as incredibly strenous as it could be, two days prior to her baby's delivery she unhooked the phone and laid down alone, forcing herself to 'imagine everything that happened; to force to see it all'. As she gained a deeper insight into what Daniel could have felt then durng the captive period, she became physically weak; however at the same time her admiration for him grew and strengthened.

Upon successfully confronting Daniel's pain Mariane came to this conclusion of "nothing more could happen that I did not have the courage to deal with." Armed with this enlightened conviction she stepped into a Paris hospital ward alone, and only with the help of midwives, embraced the birth of Adam with full loving courage.

Watching her son Adam grows and learns his first word and walk, she said "That's when I miss Danny the most. And, of course, that is what Danny misses. He would have been such a great father. It is painful and cruel, because no matter what you do, he's not there. But that is my battle, my war. I am forever making sure that hope wins out, over despair."

From the death of her husband, a new life is born into this world. More so is the life of courage, the life of conviction and the life of mightiness, all rising from the depths of a single entity of life. For anyone who wishes to stand up alone, against all odds and fighting his or her way out, there is no greater force in this world that can deter him or her. While the violence can be ravaging and devastating, the pen is always mightier.

Just as Mariane put it, while journalism can be worthwhile, on occasion "it can be worth dying for."

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Letter to Norwegian Nobel Committee

Attached is a long letter I wrote to the Norwegian Nobel Committe in the early hours of today (15/11/2006) together with a few amendments and additions. Something I have contemplated for a very long time, but didn't take any concrete action in fulfilling it. I pray it is read with open minds and hearts.

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I wish to make some comments regarding the winners of the Nobel prizes for the present and past years, across the board for some of the fields your organisation has looked into, e.g. Literature, Peace, Economics.

While the Peace Prize is awarded to person(s) or institutions with much deserve or breadth in working for the world, the same cannot be said for other prizes, which include the Literature.

Allow me to quote what your good organisation said regarding the works of Orhan Pamuk, winner of this year's Nobel Prize for Literature, "who in the quest for the melancholic soul of his native city has discovered new symbols for the clash and interlacing of cultures." Or perhaps last year's winner Harold Pinter, "who in his plays uncovers the precipice under everyday prattle and forces entry into oppression's closed rooms."

These words, in the very least, do not stir a slightest ripple in any reader's heart. Most to most they cause some reactions within the minds of some intellects, who by and large, live in their own intellectual world, elusive and perhaps even oblivious to what is happening around the world.

What exactly does your good org. means when it says 'discovered new symbols for the clash and interlacing cultures'? Or 'the precipice under everyday prattle and forces entry into oppression's closed room'? How would one be able to grasp the words made by your org's panel if there seems to a hint of 'word-play' here? Something along the line of 'I speak of what I think; regardless of your understanding'.

Perhaps this is what exactly happens to all our fields - the humanity's fields. From Economics to Physics to Literature to Peace, everything is lost in this wilderness and emptiness. No longer can human beings connect themselves with these mundane elements anymore; they have become distant and unfamiliar to them for a long time. Thus we see human beings unable to act and behave peacefully, because peace has left their minds and hearts, and transferred to other mediums like Hollywood shows, fictional books, or at best, news journals reporting faraway genocides and bombings.

We also see human beings unable to derive genuine happiness from books anymore. As much as they would like to emulate their forefathers gaining a deep insight into life, and the realisation of 'How to live as a human being, and living it to the fullest', they find their efforts becoming futile and their paths lost. The reason is identical with the above: no longer can Literature, or books in general, carry the torch of truth, words of courage and the light of enlightenment to lead anyone out of today's miseries anymore. Whatever 'new symbols' or 'precipice' found or discovered certainly hold no value at all in providing the slightest hint of how one should face this turbulent world.

In a nutshell and sad to say, the Nobel Prize for Literature has lost its original spirit and true value. This is simply because not many are, apart from the small group of intellects, able to derive any concrete ideals from within the pages and between the lines and transform these ideals into actual, tangible actions for undertaking the gigantic task of 'living one's life correctly in this incorrect society and confused era.'

May I propose to you one name - Daisaku Ikeda. He is one who fuses his own life-force, together with his unsurpassed wisdom, to weave a monumental web of connectedness with the Eastern and Western intellects for over 30 years. Since the first dialogue with British historian Arnold Toynbee in 1974, he has relentlessly, without resting for even a single day, fought with his might in 1) reverting the trend and tide of humanity, from toward self-destruction to self-mastery; 2) building a just society whereby societal elements like economics, sciences, and all other fields including finances, agricultures and even environmental protection, come under one Single umbrella he calls 'human happiness'. In short, he gives new lives and directions to the seemingly lost societies around the world; 3) giving hope and courage to humanity without ever losing sight of his primal objective - to eliminate sufferings from the face of Earth. With a long visual perspective stretching over the next few centuries, nuclear disarmament and even abolitions of armies are found in his agenda. This bold yet firm determination is coupled with his patient yet all-encompassing wellspring of wisdom and compassion in replacing these negative cultures of violence with positive, dynamic ones such as human-intellect exchanges, cross-cultural collaborations and a rennaissance of education for the sake of human happiness. Such a breadth and scope can't be matched by anyone in this world presently.

Therefore, I urge your good organisation to 1) re-examine the basis and evaluations you have been holding on for the past decades or even century; 2) to re-consider, based on the revised evaluation and requirements for awarding a winner, taking into account the true values one has created and impacted on this world, and more importantly on humanity-at-large. It is only by re-setting one's eyes on the most fundamental objective of our lives - to live life to the fullest by drawing forth one's greatest innate potential for the welfare of fellow human beings, and working with other complimenting elements in building a truly peaceful world, that one's true purpose in this world is fulfilled.

I wish your good organisation's prizes to be a fresh source of hope, courage and direction for the entire humanity for the next millennium to come, with the evey announcement you will be making in all future instances. Thank you for reading this long mail.

Regards,

Monday, November 13, 2006

For The Record

12 Nov - The UN reports that its humanitarian chief Jan Egeland may be meeting with senior leaders of Uganda's notorious rebel Lord's Resistance Army (LRA), possibly including elusive supremo Joseph Kony, one of the world's most wanted men. Joseph, together with four other top LRA commanders, were wanted by the International Criminal Court for horrific atrocities committed during their brutal two-decades war in northern Uganda.

As above - UN envoy Ibrahim Gambari meets with Myanmar detained democracy leader Aung San Suu Kyi. Aung, a Nobel Peace Laureate, is now 61 and has been serving 'house arrest' for the past 17 years. During an election in 1990, she and her National League for Democracy won a landslide victory, with only a refusal of acceptance from the military-run Myanmar government, the junta. Apart from a live-in maid, her only visitor was a doctor who would attend to her medically in a once-a-month session.

Saturday, November 11, 2006

One Moment's Decision & The Invisible Hand Of Fate

It was a day where I am not tied down with many tasks; a time when I can do something which I have not done for quite a while - visiting a library and getting lost in the world of a favourable book.

I was engrossed in reading the book 'A Dialogue on Philosophies of the Orient', a dialgoue compilation between the world-renowned Buddhist scholar Lokesh Chandra and Daisaku Ikeda, a world-honored peace activist and humanist, when rain began to fall.

From about 1 p.m. till 4 p.m., the rain forbade me to leave the Ang Mo Kio library. I took it as a divine encouragement for me to continue this breath-taking journey of walking into this gigantic, boundless and magnificent spiritual palace constructed by these two great men.

The topics were wide-ranging, encompassing and in-depth. From the significance of the Lotus Sutra's title to the history of the flow of Buddhism, from the inner, unseeen yet overflowing struggles of the great Mahatma Gandhi's mind to the very moment of Lord Shakymuni's enlightenment, these two men spoke freely, without hesitation, with no reservation.

It was recorded that when Lord Shakymuni defeated evil and gained his enlightenment, the sky was also receiving it's first streak of light from the sun. In that very moment, the darkest hour from the night, engulfing the entire sky, was dispelled and pushed back by the victorious rays. It was in that historical moment that humanity, for the very first time, understood that they have the power to transform their own fates and lives. It was in that enlightenment that Man, for the very first time, realised that they were endowed with all the possiblities to achieve what had been seen impossbile initially.

That enlightenment marked the first step for all human beings in allowing to empower themselves and elevate their lives out of darkness and miseries.

Upon seeing Lord Shakymuni breaking through his old, deluded self to become an enlightened being, 'Brahma', the Lord of Creation, appeared from the sky and urged Lord Shakymuni to speak out his enlightenment to the world. It was only on the third attempt that Lord Shakymuni agreed to his request. Then, from that moment onwards, his enlightenment was not his own possession anymore. Everything that flowed out from his enlightened consciousness slowly yet steadily formed a gigantic spiritual mountain of what we know today - a world religion for humanity.

The rain poured its heart out with its downpour. At about 5 p.m. plus, it gave way to some light from the grayish sky, and I seized the chance in walking through the rain. "Another thing I haven't done for quite a while too!", I thought to myself. Though the ground was wet and people were mostly going under the shelters, I walked the Ang Mo Kio centre with a sense of lightness - it's been a while since I walked through a crowd and have a good, detailed look at them. Most of the time, I realised I was always on a 'decided' move from a place to another, always going for a specific desinated place. So seldom is the chance for anyone now, against this hasty-paced of economic and social background, to walk freely and unhurriedly through the crowd we call 'the common masses'. "Time stops for no one", or so we say.

By then the rain had completely stopped, and I was enjoying the fresh air of an after-downpour when I decided to take a train. In the train I was struggling between going for the town to have my dinner, or alighting at Bishan station to head for it's library. Underneath that layer of consciouness I knew instinctively I would be tempted to spend my time at town by wandering around. A simpler yet wiser choice would be to step out of the train and head for the library. I was gald I made the right choice. In my heart I congratulated myself for winning a small but important battle.

The significance of this simple decision became instantly clear the moment I stepped out of the station's gate - I saw a friend whom I had known for a long time, but never actually spoken with. I approached her, and as much as with the little memory of me, we began our first conversation right at the bus-stop outside the train station. It was a short contact, but nevertheless I had wanted to learn as much as I wish to share. This, I believe, is in it's minimum a genuine human should do - to be truthful to your friends, and the friendship that binds you both together.

With a fresh sense of happiness, I headed for the library after we departed there. In my heart I wish her all the best in achieving and accomplishing all that she prays and hopes for.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

The Blind And The Elephant

Some people have their 'feathers' ruffled when the list for this year's Mediacorp's Star Award was revealed.

Their idol Chen Wei Lian got one nomination - Top 20 Male artistes.

Others cannot accept the fact that he, a newcomer, or 'no'-comer, can make it into the list.

Chen's supporters immediately retorted, that others who were from the 1st Superstar competition and acted in just one show, could make it into the list as well.

And so it began a war of words, on and off line. On and off print. On and off.

The funny part is: I was vividly reminded of the story of five blind men who went searching for the image of 'elephant'. Each touched on a small part of an elephant, and began describing what they feel and touch. The description got heated up and later developed into a, as one might have known, war of words. Simply because not only they couldn't see the elephant itself, they failed to see where the other four blind men are coming from and talking about. Yes, it's a humour, but certainly a dark one. Or what we normally call it in Mandarin - '黑色幽默'.

These two groups are exactly like these five blind men. Just that the supporters for Chen aren't out searching for the face of 'elephant', but 'justice' for their idol. In their minds, they have firmly believed that Chen is more than capable enough to secure one Star Award this year, regardless his short cameo apperance, and another hotly contested and debated title - Regional Most Outstanding Male Artiste (Singapore) in the just-over Global Chinese Music Award that took place here.

To them, he probably is the trunk of the elephant - cool, smooth and yet sharp.

The other group who disagrees strongly is speaking against his capability - notwithstanding his sight limitation - that he didn't show much of his acting talent, and though he sings well, there has not been many contributions like other artistes as Stephanie Sun, who makes impacts locally as well as internationally with her talents and album sales.

To this group, Chen is probably the tail of the elephant - thin in nature, soft and not much of an impression.

The truth is far from them altogether: they fail to understand one simple formula, which has been used explicitly and never discreetly, in wielding and chalking up viewership, and that is - the media industry, in this case the sole owner or main player otherwise known as 'The Mediacorp', is not concerned with who wins what title. All that matters to them, the planners who present proposals in securing that all-time important revenue mark, is that whoever wins whatever title, he or she must make sure there is a business spin-off. This effect must then be translated and transformed into concrete cash.

And thus behind every plan to come up with every title, there has been long hours of thorough and in-depth discussions and exchanges of ideas. These words of exchange would subsequently be penned down, analysed, formulated and later proposed to the management for the final hammer-pounding. The end result is the list where we see who's there and who's not. Then, with enough media promotion and attention-generation, the public is moulded into thinking they have the power to decide who should be the champion, or the deserving person. This is the first step toward success in spinning that revenue.

The rest is history: whoever wins has a stake in the company called Mediacorp. He/ she has the unwritten privilege in attending any or all important functions hosted by the company, and main time slot given to him/ her in performing for promoting his/ her album. It's a win-win situation, where both parties win in getting their shares of the pie we call 'media'.

The sole loser in this commercial unerstanding is the masses. And a very naive one. They are the ones who unwittingly pour out their monies in every and all ways, thinking they are supporting a 'superstar idol'. They believe that if Jay Chou of Taiwan can reach that height of success, 'Rain' of Korea can surmount that summit of fame, and Italian blind singer Andrea Bocelli can secure international fame with his deep, resounding voice, then Chen Wei Lian can do it too.

Supposedly we have 100 singers being churned out into the music scene every year. Not even half can have their music companies sustain their support in producing a second album. For those who are able and fortunate enough to have a second album produced, their value is being watched and scrutinised closely - with each consecutive album's sales sliding down, the promotion fees is relatively sliced. Therein lies the 'diminishing appearance' we see over the decades - talented singers who cut albums, but slowly fade out of the music scene quietly. This is why.

Of the fewer-than-half group of aspiring artistes, the number is again halved - those who can cut a second album AND venture out into other fields like advertising, hosting, acting...etc, and those who cannot. The rationale behind this analysis is whether this artiste is an 'overall', wholesome one, who beside the company's promotion, is able to generate some media coverage on his/ her own with the innate talents. Naturally, more exposure means more coverage, which in turn will lead to higher sales and profits. Or is he/ she simply someone with a good voice and not much of a talent in other areas, which again means this artiste will rely heavily on the company's promotion, and that in turn means higher promotion fees. This is not a very good piece of news after all.

Thus we now have a group of about 25, from the original hundred, left. Amongst this group who can sing and act/ host/ do adverts/ co-produce album(s), only a handful are leading the trend in the music industry. That is to say, only those few elites are the ones setting the trend in which direction the music will flow to in the coming year. The rest? They are mere followers who try to piggyback, hitchride or bandwagon-jumping in getting that miserable amount of money we call 'profit'. Chen certainly does not belong to the first group of 'elite singers'. In fact, none, apart from Stephanie Sun has that commanding power in establishing where the music will flow, or how to evolve into a singer of the next generation. Jay Chou and Jolin Cai are two artistes, male and female respectively, who have that capability also. Apart from them no other artistes come close in achieving what they have possessed yet. Chen is a million miles from them.

Media plays the masses, like many times before, and in the many times coming. Humanity must awaken and be enlightened in understanding that it is for the masses that media exists. They are present here to serve the common people. They are endowed with the holy torch of fire in lighting up the dark roads ahead. Where they fail to do so, all eyes are shut, and all men blinded. Where the light of fire fails to reach, darkness takes over and men is misled into fantasized lands of misery. Such blindness is far worse than a simple group of die-hard fans supporting blindly a blind singer.

Monday, November 06, 2006

Took Leng How

I missed out Huang Na's case in my first post.

Took Leng How was executed at dawn, 6 a.m., at Changi Prison on 03/11/2006 (Friday). By and large, this is not a case of 'international interest'. A murderer served with 'due justice' is just another murderer amongst the hundreds or even thousands arrested every day all around the world.

The victim, a six year old girl, is of similar identity: a victim for a murder case, happened everyday in all around the world. If such case is risen on a much larger scale, where we call 'war', there are easily thousands of millions of 'Huang Nas' who lost their lives in those senseless, mindless conflicts, throughout the history of mankind.

Of course, for those who killed one, they are termed a 'murderer'; for others who started a large-scale war, they are 'heros' and 'victors'. The distorted perception of the world is truly a fearful weapon - it's like a miror that bends and breaks up the truth into pieces, and presents it in a totally different appearance to the world.

Took Leng How was born on 16 Dec 1981. He died on 3 Nov 2006. In such a short lifespan of 24 years, he witnessed and experienced first hand all the sentiments found in this world - happiness when marrying his Indonesian-Chinese wife, excitement for welcoming their child, fear in the course of his escape to Malaysia, worry for his arrest during his hiding, emptiness when surrendering himself, sad in seeing his distraught parents and grevious wife; hopelessness when receiving the verdict. All was swelling up in his life in that short timespan, from escape to arrest, ready to swallow up and savour him. It did in the end.

Whether one believes in him or otherwise is no longer an issue. With the hanging of Took Leng How on that fateful day, all was buried with his departure from this sadness-filled world. The question lies in: how do you feel when one is being executed? At the end of the day, who comes or leaves this world is never our concern. The real question one ought to ask oneself is what exactly an emotion are you harbouring when facing birth, and death. That lies the very core we are carrying all this while, living and breathing our very lives on this blue planet we call 'Earth'.

I Do Not Agree.

I don't agree with Saddam's death penalty. "No one has the power to take away another person's life."

This has been instilled, driven and pounded into me when I was still searching for my direction in life. As a youth, nothing beats stronger in your heart than a passionate cry. All the more so if that is a cry for World Peace and respect for that inner high sanctity of a human life. That, for all I know, has taken the form of a phrase quoted above.

I do not agree with what Saddam has done. However the US has done their part by keeping him alive when he had been captured days, weeks or even months before the announcement to the world. The sun has its dark-spots, and so has politics its very filthy side. The retaining of this war-hardened yet worn-out man, and waiting for the right timing to announce to the world, is nothing short of a shameful way for treating a war criminal.

When all cameras pointed to that one dirt hole where Saddam was so-called 'hurled out alive', the world exclaimed for victory. Of course the US government would want that to be their victory.

When the news for his death sentence was flashed across the CNA channel's news-strip, I couldn't help but felt for the man. What he has done may be condemnable, but to end his life in the name of 'justice' is all but a foolish move. "An eye for an eye would make the world goes blind", so said the great Mahatma Gandhi.

Incidentally I recalled the grevious atrocity committed by Nalini, one of the 26 assassins found guilty of killing Rajiv Gandhi, India's Prime Minister on 28 Jan 1998. It was Sonia Gandhi who strongly endorsed Nalini’s mercy petition to have her death sentence converted to life imprisonment, which amounts to 14 years in prison. Reason? She delivered a daughter Arithra in prison, whose father Murugan was also one of those convicted for the same sentence. Sonia accepted Nalini's petition that by proceeding with the death penalty, she would make Arithra an orphan. In addition she exchanged private letters with the killers, always monitoring what they have learnt in prison, and how was their study progress. How magnanimous that acceptance and action was! To not forget about what had happened, but looking forward and considering for your enemies' welfare, and forgave them for what they have inflicted on you. What greatness lies beneath that gentle Italian body now covered with Indian Sari!

I do not believe in killing someone to seek revenge. It's almost a similar torture for the perpetrator as much as for the victim to struggle to live on - retaining the killer's life and to serve a life imprisonment; to allow the aggressor to live on and come to face with his own guilt and pain. That road less traveled is more worthy in walking on, and coming to terms with one's own devil. Ultimately we all WILL come to realise we don't live forever, and will die someday. That simple thought would revert many many hatred and grudges buried deep in our hearts over the long course of time.

The World Is Changing

Today (06/11/2006) @ 0010 hrs, I decided to log on into this long-neglected blog site and refresh my determination to start again this inner journey of mine - toward self-fulfillment and realisation of my mission on this planet, in this lifetime.

Thus I decided to pen down recent events that took place and having a significant impact on the invisible flow the World has chosen, and the direction humanity may have desired.

For the sake of future references and restropection here are the events:

Sept 19 (Tues): Thaksin pushed out from his seat in a bloodless coup.

Oct 1 (Sun): Retired army chief Gen. Surayud Chulanont appointed as Thailand's interim President.

Oct 9 (Mon): North Korea's nuclear testing a 'success'; declared to World.

Nov 3 (Thurs): Taiwan President's wife reportedly indicted on corruption and forgery charges.

Nov 6 (Sun): Alleged 'war criminal' Saddam Hussein and half-brother convicted to death sentence. World applauds 'justice' for him.