Last night I got an sms from Erik informing me that a good friend of ours, Dede was in critical condition. All I could do was offer my prayers. I had already known that Dede had been in and out of the hospital for cancer but for the past couple of weeks her condition had deteriorated. Thanks to Erik I always got an update of her condition.
So when I got the sms, I told Erik…”Let’s pray that Allah will grant what is best for her”…and well…in the morning, just as I woke up I got another sms from Erik telling me that Dede passed away. It seems what Allah knew best for her was to release her from her pain and have her join Him.
Innalillahi wa Inna ilaihiraji’un…Allahummaghfir lahaa warhamhaa wa'fu 'anhaa
May Allah reward her for all the good that she's done...and forgive her for any wrongdoings, and accept her into jannah..
The news was quite shocking and all day I was not able to concentrate on anything else...
Dede was a friend from high school - and although we were never really close in school, we had reconnected again through the alumni mailing list. We were often on Yahoo Messenger joking around with the guys in a YM conference, and on several occasions we exhcanged emails. Dede was also very helpful when I needed help for some friends who were going to be travelling to Bali, as she was a travel agent in Bali and offered a lot of good advice and assistance to my friends.
It is because of tragedies like this that one tends to sit and contemplate life...and I did just that today. I realized (yet again) that life is short...and precious. I can't help but feel sad thinking about Dede's 4 kids that now have to grow up without her...the youngest who is only 9 months old will never really know her. I hope that they will be able to be strong and cope with this loss.
I have to count myself lucky and be grateful, Alhamdulilah, for every day that Allah allows me to continue to live in this world...to continue to pursue the dreams that I still want to pursue...still be able to tell the people that are most dearest to me that I love them...still be able to look out my window (as I'm doing now in my office on campus) and see the beautiful moon shining down on the world...
the verdict has been handed down...and apparently my sister and her husband took my suggestions...hee hee hee
I had suggested 2 names which I thought had a nice meaning...and she took them both and added her own choice to it...
I suggested: Nabil - which means Noble - and Rafee - which means High, High-ranking, cultured, refined
and following in the footsteps of his big brother who has Muharram in his name, my sister wanted to add Syawal to his name. :)
So there you have it...introducing...Rafee Nabil Syawal
To all those who suggested names...thank you!!! I might just keep the suggestions for next time...and who knows...it may be MINE hee hee hee And thanks to MuslimNames which I used as a resource to find out the meanings.
Just wanted to share my good news... I'm an Auntie...again.. :)
My sister Saki (or Sakinah as some of you will know her) has given birth to a baby boy...(yup..another baby boy) He was born today - 15 October 2007 (4 Syawal 1428H) - around Maghrib (6:20ish pm Jakarta time) Both she and the baby are well and healthy Alhamdulillah. He's 3.2 kg and 49 cm...and my mom says that he looks very much like his big brother, Raran
No name yet...they're still thinking about it...any suggestions are welcome
Feminism: "I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is. I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat..." Rebecca West
Ok..these are not exactly MY own thoughts...but the other day as I was wandering around Norwich with my friend, Geertje who visited from Germany, I found this on a postcard in a little gift shop on Elm Hill...and I had to get it.
It is not rare that I have been called a feminist by my dear male friends (especially back home or in my alma mater of IIU) in particular when I voice an opinion that differs from theirs regarding women - and to tell you the truth I've never really agreed with the term for me. So I am inclined to share Ms. West's view...
Before I came to Norwich, I didn't even know where it was, let alone even heard of Norwich. I came because of the University, and that was that. To this day I still get many questioning and puzzled looks from people when they hear that I live in Norwich. Responses range from "where's that?" to "why Norwich?" and the common one "How far is that from London?"
Even my family has always mistakenly answered to people asking where I was, saying that I live in London. I constantly have to remind them..."no, I don't live in London. I live in Norwich"
Well, the place has really grown on me and I'm really loving it here. So this evening when I saw this news item on the BBC website, I was quite pleased. If before I was just happy to be here...now I can really say that I'm proud to be in Norwich.
Norwich has become the first city in England to be admitted to the World League of Historical Cities, which includes Paris, Rome and Vienna.
The league aims to conserve and regenerate some of the planet's most memorable places.
The medieval city of Norwich is renowned for its cathedral, ancient buildings and cobbled streets.
Norwich was assessed on its heritage and work to protect, regenerate and promote its ancient treasures.
Norwich's Heritage Economic and Regeneration Trust (Heart), which has leading author Bill Bryson as its patron, pushed through the bid with the help of former Lord Mayor of Norwich Felicity Hartley.
CITY'S HISTORIC FACTS
Vikings ransacked Norwich in 1004
Norwich was one of the largest towns in England in 1066
Norwich was occupied by 10,000 Anglo Saxons, Scandinavians and Normans in 1066
Tombland was the Anglo-Scandinavian market-place in the 11th Century
Heart's chief executive Michael Loveday described the achievement as "really excellent news".
Mr Loveday said: "It will be extremely positive for Norwich, not only to benefit from collaborating with some of the most well regarded heritage specialists in the world but, perhaps more significantly, to associate the city with some of the greatest heritage cities on the planet.
"Norwich was the largest walled medieval city in England. It was twice the size of the City of London.
"It has the largest collection of medieval churches of any city in northern Europe and the biggest provincial regalia collection."
Heart's ultimate aim is to achieve World Heritage Site status for Norwich.
...an observation by Peter Bazalgette that I came across in the Guardian Unlimited. (to comment on the article directly click on the article title below)
whatever your intentions are for joining these networking sites...whether you're on Multiply, Facebook, MySpace Friendster...this is an interesting observation...
When
David Cameron's brush with drugs at Eton was revealed earlier this
year, he resolutely refused to comment. The Tory leader justified his
stance with a simple phrase: 'Everyone deserves a private past.'
Not
long before, another vice of the adolescent Cameron had been unearthed
- his membership of the Bullingdon Club at Oxford. A photograph
appeared of David and his fellow peacocks to prove it, only to
disappear when the photographers selling the image were told how unfair
bringing up the past could be. Cameron was at university in the 1980s,
before the advent of MySpace, Bebo, Facebook and all the other
confessional media that have mushroomed in the last five years.
Imagine
how different it will be for the politicians of the future who are at
school or university today. The bulk of them use their MySpace and
Facebook entries for self-advertisement, social networking and the
generally raw process of growing up and working out their identities.
With the aid of these sites, they are the first generation who can tell
you precisely how many 'friends' they have. They are also the first
generation whose sexual adventures, drug taking, immature opinions and
personal photographs are indelibly recorded electronically.
Can
you truly delete entries from social networking sites with the
confidence they no longer exist on a server somewhere? You cannot. And
that is only your entry. Typically, the 'wall' on each site has more
than a thousand postings from other users - random, careless remarks
recorded for posterity. Indeed, as the drive intensifies by social
networking sites to monetise their traffic, they will need to record
and preserve the activities of their users with ever-greater accuracy.
The sites have declared policies on privacy, but these mostly cover how
and whether they use personal data for commercial purposes.
We
are a mere three or four years into a wholly new phenomenon: enabled by
technology, a generation is voluntarily surrendering its privacy on a
hitherto unimaginable scale. I have carried out a highly unscientific
straw poll of just one Facebook user. In a five-minute conversation, I
asked her for specific instances of personal revelation that might come
back to haunt her circle of friends. Here are the results: photographs
of marijuana smoking, naked runs and pole dancing; joining anti-women
and anti-immigration groups and campaigns to save hereditary peerages
(all ironic, but who's to know that in the future?); extreme positions
on Israel and Palestine; sexual relationships and confessions. And so
it goes on, the normal social banter of students.
Until, that is,
it's dug up some years later and given the Daily Mail treatment.
Already, more astute employers are accessing this material to see what
their applicants are really like.
Voluntary self-advertisement of
personal details is only part of the story. Recent publicity given to
the phenomenon of 'cyber bullying' shows how new technology enables
involuntary infringements of privacy, too. Examples where humiliating
practical jokes and lewd exposés have been visited on teachers by
pupils with video-enabled mobile phones were recently condemned by the
Education Secretary. The Italian government took action following a
spate of similarly distressing incidents. Among these were the filmed
bullying of a disabled child and the sexual harassment of a female
teacher. Mobile phones are now banned in Italian schools.
Two
interesting issues arise from this explosion of personal electronic
traffic. First, is there a fundamental shift taking place in attitudes
to privacy? Whether led or merely enabled by the technology, is the
famous 'right to be left alone' becoming an outmoded sentiment? If so,
there would be profound implications for public policy. And second,
even if this generation has a new attitude to privacy, what if they
later change their mind? Could their consent subsequently be withdrawn
or are the relevant technologies becoming uncontrollable?
To try
to gauge how this generation feels about privacy, I commissioned market
research company YouGov to carry out a simple survey of attitudes to
privacy. The responses it received from a sample group of 2,274 showed
that the population as a whole remains very concerned by privacy and
easily values it above such qualities as freedom of speech and open
access. We also found that while 18- to 24-year-olds prize freedom of
speech rather more highly than older generations, even within their own
peer group 'privacy' and 'avoiding harm and offence' rate well above
freedom of speech and open access.
So, despite the carefree
enthusiasm with which some of the younger generation exploit social
networking technology, when confronted with some of the dangers, they
are almost as concerned as older age groups. I interpret this as a
group who love the powerful social networking that is now possible, but
still have a clear sense of privacy. It relates less to a blanket
desire for anonymity. We have seen from Big Brother that they are often
happy to expose their relationships or, indeed, their flesh.
But
they have chosen to do this. My impression is that their idea of
privacy is that it should be available if they want it. Some might
argue that if you flaunt your private life, you surrender your future
right to privacy. I disagree. To be attracted by self-exposure at a
relatively early age does not mean you have no future right to privacy.
You should be able to change your mind.
Indeed, with the way in
which social networking is exploding in popularity among the younger
generation, it is essential you should be able to change your mind. The
teenagers chattering away online are media literate, but they are not
media wise.
This takes us back to the difference between David
Cameron at 20 and David Cameron at 40. How, then, should those who run
these sites and legislators respond to this new situation?
The
Data Protection Act of 1998 was guided by eight principles of good data
handling, one of which was that data should not be kept longer than
necessary. This could be said to be a precept marked more in the breach
than the observance. A new report from the Royal Academy of Engineering
has an interesting suggestion: 'Postings to websites might be
automatically destroyed after a certain period of time, unless the end
user confirmed they wished to have the material retained.'
We
need to monitor the attitudes of users - the 'self-advertisers' - in
more depth to see if they are truly more open and less private than
previous generations. The initial evidence is that they still have an
innate sense of privacy. If so, social networking needs to be governed
by the same body of law, custom and practice that is developing to
protect privacy elsewhere. The key elements would be to increase media
literacy, enable the withdrawal of consent and ensure that obsolete
data can be effectively deleted.
· Peter Bazalgette is
chief creative officer of Endemol and a non-executive director of
YouGov. This is an edited version of a longer essay from 'UK
Confidential? The Social Value of Privacy', to be published in November
by think-tank Demos
I came across this news while browsing today and I'm thrilled!!! I grew up reading Tintin - in Bahasa Indonesia and then started reading the English versions much later on. I can't wait to find out who will star - if they keep it as an animated film then who will be the voice of our beloved Tintin...and Captain Haddock!
I can't believe it's also going to be done by the two big names!! Well, we'll get to see who does it better!! :)
Spielberg, Jackson Tag Team on Tintin by Josh Grossberg Tue, 15 May 2007 04:12:16 PM PDT From E!
It looks like a win-win for fans of Tintin.
In arguably the biggest teaming of superpowers since the Justice League, Steven Spielberg and Peter Jackson are joining forces to direct and produce a trilogy of features based on the bestselling European comic strip about a globe-trotting, mystery-solving Belgian boy reporter and his loyal dog sidekick.
The acclaimed filmmakers, who own six Oscars between them, have chosen three stories from The Adventures of Tintin, a series of 23 books written between 1929 and 1976 by Georges Remi, better known by his pen name, Hergé. According to DreamWorks, Jackson and Spielberg will each helm at least one installment in the franchise. They will decide at a later date who will handle the third.
The directors will animate the films using the same state-of-the-art 3-D performance-capture technology Jackson's New Zealand-based effects house, Weta Digital, developed to create Gollum in his Lord of the Rings trilogy and the lead ape in King Kong.
The Tintin movies will closely follow the plots of the books, with the iconic hero and his fox terrier Snowy traveling to far-flung lands to fight crime with their posse of oddball friends, including quick-tempered mentor Captain Haddock, absent-minded Professor Cuthbert Calculus, opera diva Bianca Castafiore and bowler-sporting, blundering twin police officers, Thomson and Thompson.
While most Americans aren't familiar with the boy wonder, Tintin has sold over 200 million copies worldwide and has been a passion of Spielberg's going on 25 years now.
He and producing partner Kathleen Kennedy originally purchased the movie rights back in 1983, but as he got sidetracked with other projects, development on Tintin languished and the option ran out.
But his faith in the young Belgian with the kooky coiffure never wavered, and in 2002, he and Kennedy reacquired the film rights.
Spielberg subsequently approached Jackson, himself a Tintin devotee, who had his effects wizards produce a 20-minute test film to see if Hergé's distinctive visual style could be replicated onscreen.
After seeing the results, the filmmakers were sold. "Steven and I were intrigued about the potential of developing this performance-capture technique even further, to apply a real actor’s performance to computer generated versions of Hergé’s vast cast of characters," says Jackson in a press release.
"For well over a year now, artists at Weta have been quietly testing the theory of creating lifelike reproductions of Tintin, Captain Haddock, Professor Calculus and many of the other core cast—faithfully replicating Hergé’s original designs but not rendering them as cartoons or the familiar looking computer-animated characters—instead, we’re making them look photo realistic, the fibers of their clothing, the pores of their skin and each individual hair. They look exactly like real people—but real Hergé people!"
Spielberg says that motion-capture technology was the only way to do justice to Hergé’s opus and appease Tintin's legions of fans.
"Hergé’s characters have been reborn as living beings, expressing emotion and displaying a soul which goes far beyond anything we've seen to date with computer-animated characters," he says. "The use of capturing the performance of actors on a stage, allows Peter and I to direct these films just as we would with any other film we were making—they won’t have the feel of animation—they will have the style of live-action films."
To further up the ante, Jackson and Spielberg will make the trio of Tintin films in 3-D.
"Just the thought of it makes me feel like a kid again," says Jackson. "I’m thrilled beyond belief that Steven invited me onboard to help realize his long held dream of bringing Tintin to life on the big screen."
Hergé died in 1983, but his widow, Fanny Rodwell, oversees his estate as president of Hergé Studios in Brussels.
"We couldn't think of a better way to honor Hergé's legacy than this announcement within days of the 100th anniversary of his birth—May 22, 1907," she says. "It is also a special honor for us to be associated with these exceptional, creative filmmakers."
All parties hope this Tintin project will be more successful than previous attempts to adapt the comic. There were two forgettable films made in 1960s, as well as three uninspired animated productions. Two animated series were also produced, but didn't use the original stories as source material.
Kennedy will produce all three Tintin flicks, which will be released either by DreamWorks or DreamWorks Animation. Both directors will likely focus on Tintin once they're done with their current high-profile projects.
Spielberg is scheduled to begin shooting the fourth Indiana Jones movie in June, while Jackson is preparing to roll cameras on The Lovely Bones in the coming months. The latter film will be distributed by DreamWorks after the studio beat out its rivals in a bidding war.
But his involvement in Tintin further diminishes his chances of directing The Hobbit, at least anytime soon. Jackson has stated his interest in the LOTR prequel but has been embroiled in a lawsuit against New Line Cinema over unpaid profits.
No word yet which of the filmmakers will be the first to take the reins on Tintin. But if all goes as planned, the first entry in what will surely be a worldwide blockbuster could start filming next year and arrive in theaters by 2009.
A good friend of mine - a Real Friend - sent this email to me just now...and as I read it I thought about all the Real Friends I have and all the Simple ones...and how I'm grateful to have both. But most grateful for all of the Real Friends I have.... So to all my Real Friends out there...you know who you are... Thank you for being a friend...Love you all
REAL FRIEND TEST! A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest. A real friend opens your
refrigerator and helps himself (and doesn't feel even the least bit weird shutting your 'beer drawer' with her
foot!) A simple friend has never seen you cry. A real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears.
A simple friend doesn't know your parents' first names. A real friend has their phone numbers in his address book.
A simple friend brings a bottle of wine to your party. A real friend comes early to help you cook and stays late to
help you clean.
A simple friend hates it when you call after they've gone to bed. A real friend asks
you why you took so long to call.
A simple friend seeks to talk with you about your problems. A real friend seeks to help you with your problems.
A simple friend wonders about your romantic history. A real friend could blackmail you with it. A simple friend thinks the friendship is
over when you have an argument. A real friend calls you after you had a
fight. A simple friend expects! you to always
be there for them. A real friend expects to always be there for you!
When you are down to nothing... God is
up to something !!!!!
Just as I was getting ready for bed just now, my phone rang...and I was so glad to see the caller ID telling me it was Kymisha, my very good friend and former colleague in Congresswoman Millender-McDonald's office, calling me from DC. She asked me, "Did you hear the news?" and I thought she was referring to the email she sent me a couple of days ago informing me that our former boss, Congresswoman Juanita Millender-McDonald was diagnosed with cancer. Kymisha said, "no...the Congresswoman passed away this morning". Kymisha didn't have all the details so after I got off the phone with her, I googled to see if there was official news on this, and sure enough there were already quite a few news items on her passing.
Hmm...that makes 2 people from the office I worked for that died of cancer. The first was Anne Forrester, our former Legislative Director - an amazing woman who became one of my mentors during the time I worked in the Congresswoman's office as an APSA Congressional Fellow in 2001-2002. And now the Congresswoman herself. Although I didn't have much interaction with the Congresswoman while I worked there, her presence was always felt in the work that we did for her everyday. I remember what brought me to apply for her office. One of the reasons was that she was at that time the Democratic Co-Chair of the Women's Caucus - the first African American to be the co-chair apparently. I remember that it was 2001 and fresh after 9/11 and America had already invaded Afghanistan - and the plight of the women in Afghanistan became one of the key issues that the Women's Caucus was focusing on. So, that really got me interested...
One thing I can say about the Congresswoman...she was determined, if she wanted to know about something she'll ask questions until they're answered. She was very energetic and she seemed tireless...she flew back and forth - California to DC - every week...spending usually Tuesday to Thursday afternoon in DC and Friday - Monday in California. And she never showed a sign of jet lag or she never seemed tired. I tried it ONCE and heck...I collapsed the day after I got back from California.
...if only the Members of our Indonesian DPR showed just an ounce of that kind of dedication that the Congresswoman had to her constituents...constituents who adored her and really looked to her to make a change in their district - this I witnessed first hand when I visited her district and met with some of them.
I met some very interesting people while working there, gained a lot of experience, learned a lot of things...a lot of which led me to where I am now...doing my PhD on a topic that was triggered by the things I saw and learned while working for the Congresswoman. And I guess for that, I am grateful.
My condolences to her family, and her friends, her constituents who had so much faith in her...and all of those whose lives she touched in one way or another.
Rep. Millender-McDonald Dies of Cancer
Calif. Democratic House Member Millender-McDonald Dies of Cancer; Had Taken Leave From Office
By PETER PRENGAMAN
The Associated Press
LOS ANGELES - Rep. Juanita Millender-McDonald, a
seven-term congresswoman from southern California, died early Sunday of
cancer. She was 68. Millender-McDonald died at her home in Carson, said
her chief of staff, Bandele McQueen.
The congresswoman had asked for a four- to six-week leave of absence
from the House last week to deal with her illness. McQueen couldn't
immediately provide details on what form of cancer Millender-McDonald
had, but said she had been receiving hospice care.
She represented a heavily Democratic southern California district that includes Compton, Long Beach and parts of Los Angeles.
"She was a champion for the consumer and fought injustice wherever
she saw it. She always valued public service and served her state and
nation with grace and honor," said California Democratic Party Chairman
Art Torres, who served with her in the California state Legislature.
Millender-McDonald is the second member of Congress to die this year
of cancer. Republican Rep. Charles Norwood Jr. of Georgia died in
February after battling cancer and lung disease.
"Many of us are very saddened by her death, and in some respects
stunned by it," said state Sen. Mark Ridley-Thomas, who has worked with
Millender-McDonald in different capacities for over two decades. "She
knew about the issues of justice and injustice, and carried that banner
wherever she went."
The congresswoman's son, R. Keith McDonald, had received "temporary
emergency release" from a 41-month prison term after his mother had
surgery in May 2005, according to the Los Angeles Times. The former Los
Angeles water district official was convicted of extortion in a
contracts case. Millender-McDonald was never implicated.
The congresswoman, a native of Birmingham, Ala., worked on former
Los Angeles Mayor Tom Bradley's unsuccessful 1982 gubernatorial
campaign and other local races as a volunteer before getting elected to
the Carson City Council in 1990.
She went on to serve in the California state Assembly, and in 1996
sought a U.S. House seat during a special election to replace Rep.
Walter Tucker III, who had been convicted of taking bribes while mayor
of Compton and of cheating on his taxes.
She won the special election, and in March beat out Tucker's wife,
Robin, in a primary that featured nine Democrats. She won a full House
term in November 1996 and has subsequently won re-election easily.
Millender-McDonald has recently worked on issues including election
reform and opposing the genocide in Darfur. She drew national attention
in 1996 when she took then-CIA director John Deutch to Watts to address
the community following a newspaper report alleging that profits from
domestic sales of crack-cocaine were funneled to the CIA-backed Contras
in Nicaragua.
This year, Millender-McDonald became chair of the Committee on House
Administration, which oversees operations of the House and federal
election procedures.
She is survived by her husband, James McDonald, Jr., and five adult children.
Under California election procedures, Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger has
14 days to set a date for a special election to fill the seat.
Associated Press writer Erica Werner in Washington, D.C. contributed to this story.
CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE
1940's, 50's, 60's and 70's !!
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a tin, and didn't get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, our baby cots were covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a van - loose - was always exciting and great fun.
We drank water from the garden hose or tap and NOT from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle or can
and NO ONE actually
died from this.
We ate cakes, white bread and real butter and drank cordial with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because......
WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem
.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, No video games at all, No 99 channels, No Pat TV, No cable, No DVD movies or surround sound.
It's crazy! We even had
No mobile phones, No text messaging, No personal computers, No Internet or Internet chat rooms..........
WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We played with worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
Made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we didn't poke out anyones eye.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!
Local teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to dealwith disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all!
And YOU are one of them!
CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good.
and while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with your eyes shut holding a pair of scissors, doesn't it?!
PS -The BIG type is because at our age, our eyes are generally buggered....
Today was not my favorite morning this week...it didn't start out very well. The first thing to happen was I received an sms from one of my very best friends in Jakarta, Pentol who told me that her mother just passed away. Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi roji'un. Her mom had been admitted to the hospital almost a week ago and her condition was critical, I had been in touch with her a couple of times this week and she was updating me on the condition and it had not gotten better, and finally she died Thursday afternoon (Jakarta time). I tried to get a hold of my mom to let her know and I couldn't. I tried not to call Pentol for fear I would also break down as soon as I heard her voice, but I did anyway... and she sounded strong (Allah bless her). But I had to hold back my tears so that she wouldn't crack either. As soon as I got a hold of my mom (finally), I broke down. I did what I could, and said a prayer for Pentol's mom, and I spread the word to fellow SMA 6 alumni. Part of me wished I was home so that I could be there for Pentol - like she has been there for me countless number of times - but here I was in London not being able to do much.
Then, as I checked my email, I read an interesting heading of my cousin, Poppy's Multiply..it read..."It just takes seconds, literally..." so I aimed my mouse and clicked to find a long entry and read it skimmingly at first because I thought it was just a story...then I realized that it was a TRUE story that happened to Poppy and her family in Melbourne. I was shocked...and sad, and basically almost panicked as I read the entry. Apparently her son, Irfan was hit by a car on his way to school and he had to be admitted to the emergency room. Irfan is fine and he escaped major injuries, but the blog first made me think that Poppy (who is 4 months pregnant) was with him and something had happened to her too. But apparently it was written by her husband...which also made me panic thinking, "what about Poppy??!! How is SHE??" Thankfully, there was an explanation that Poppy is fine...Irfan is fine...Alhamdulillah...
So all of that happening in the span of a couple of hours in the morning made me lose my will and mood to study. Ah..yes...I'm in London at the moment. I escaped Norwich over the weekend just thinking that I'll be visiting and spending time with friends. But I discovered so much good material at the SOAS library that I decided to stay a couple more days to do some research. I have to say I've done quite well for the last couple of days. I stayed in the library and read so much stuff that will be good for the chapter that I'm currently working on. So since Sunday night, Benny and Grace have been so kind to let me crash at their place which makes it so convenient for me to just walk to SOAS every morning.
But today...after all of that...I suddenly lost the mood and will to study. I tried to open a book and my mind wandered to Pentol and what she must be going through, and then to Poppy and Irfan and what they went through. So I closed my book and decided to spend my day with sweet William and Grace while they played in the park and we wandered around bookshops to see what we can find interesting. At least seeing William so happy running around brought happy thoughts back into my mind. Hopefully tomorrow I'll have a better mood to study...Insha Allah.
In the meantime I ask Allah...Please bless Pentol's mom and accept her in jannah by Your side. Please grant Pentol's family the strength and patience to overcome this loss. Please protect my family and loved ones from danger, harm, sadness, and misfortune.
Following in the footsteps of Amanda, Poppy and Huda I thought I'd give this a try.... It seems I'm not far from where I belong.... OK Norwich is NOT London it's only 2 hours away though...and I have lived in London before...hmm...makes one think.... where do I go from here....?
You Belong in London
You belong in London, but you belong in many cities... Hong Kong, San Francisco, Sidney. You fit in almost anywhere.
And London is diverse and international enough to satisfy many of your tastes. From curry to Shakespeare, London (almost) has it all!
On December 26, 2006 an earthquake struck Taiwan...well according to the news reports there were 4 earthquakes that hit Taiwan's southern tip. The effects of the earthquake apparently was not as devastating as the previous earthquakes that has occured around the world. It was slightly shocking as it happened on the anniversary of the Aceh Tsunami. However, the effects that have been felt up to now is the internet. Apparently, because of the Taiwan earthquake, internet connections throughout Asia Pacific have been disrupted. Reports are slightly frazzled but there is talk that the disrup[tion only affects our connection with the outside world - meaning that supposedly we should have access to local sites.
So for the past 2 days I have not been able to check my emails - Yahoo, Gmail, MSN, my campus mail, everything has gone bust. Yahoo messenger, MSN messenger and all are not working too. Right now in my office there are people that are feeling suddenly numb, with no access to these sites. Hmm... makes you wonder how much we really depend on these things.
However, my friend suddenly called me and said... hey...MULTIPLY is working!!!
so at least I am able to share with you all what's happening here in Jakarta...so not sure how this is working despite all other sites being down...but hey...I'm just glad SOMETHING is working
ah yes... I forgot to mention before......I am now in Jakarta - been here for a month now having a bit of holiday and more importantly to do more data collecting for my research. I will hopefully be in Jakarta till around February.
Photos of recent activities here in Jakarta will soon be posted.
Before I forget....
A belated Merry Christmas to my friends who celebrate Christmas....
and to all... a Very Happy New Year
May the New Year bring happiness, love, good fortune and good health and peace on earth...
Someone emailed this to me (Thanks, Akmal!) and I thought it was a good read... It wasn't one of those emails that required you to send it to 15 people or you'll have 15 years or bad luck or anything...but it was just something good to read. If in turn it reaffirms people's faith in God, then great. If it does nothing then it's ok too...I'm just passing it along.
Have a great week everyone....
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his class on the problem science has with God, The Almighty.
He asks one of his new students to stand and.....
Prof: So you believe in God?
Student: Absolutely, sir.
Prof : Is God good?
Student: Sure.
Prof: Is God all-powerful?
Student : Yes.
Prof: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him.
Most of us would attempt to help others who are
ill. But God didn't. How is this God good then? Hmm?
(Student is silent.)
Prof: You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?
Student: Yes.
Prof: Is Satan good?
Student : No.
Prof: Where does Satan come from?
Student: From...God...
Prof: That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?
Student: Yes.
Prof: Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything.Correct?
Student: Yes.
Prof: So who created evil?
(Student does not answer.)
Prof: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?
Student: Yes, sir.
Prof: So, who created them?
(Student has no answer.)
Prof: Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you.
Tell me, son...Have you ever seen God?
Student: No, sir.
Prof: Tell us if you have ever heard your God?
Student: No, sir.
Prof: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God?
Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?
Student: No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.
Prof: Yet you still believe in Him?
Student: Yes.
Prof: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?
Student: Nothing. I only have my faith.
Prof: Yes. Faith. And that is the problem science has.
Student: Professor, is there such a thing as heat?
Prof: Yes.
Student: And is there such a thing as cold?
Prof: Yes.
Student: No sir. There isn't.
(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)
Student : Sir,
you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat.
But
we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero
which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no
such thing as cold . Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence
of heat . We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy . Cold is not the
opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it .
(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)
Student: What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?
Prof: Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?
Student
: You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You
can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light....But
if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it's called
darkness, isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't. If it were you would be
able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?
Prof: So what is the point you are making, young man?
Student: Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.
Prof: Flawed? Can you explain how?
Student:
Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life
and then there is death, a good God and a bad God.You are viewing the
concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir,
science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and
magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one.To
view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that
death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of
life: just the absence of it.
Now tell me, Professor.Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?
Prof: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.
Student: Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes,
sir?
(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.)
Student:
Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and
cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you
not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?
(The class is in uproar.)
Student: Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain?
(The class breaks out into laughter.)
Student
: Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt
it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according
to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol,
science says that you have no brain,sir.
With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?
(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face
unfathomable.)
Prof: I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.
Student: That is it sir... The link between man & god is FAITH
That is all that keeps things moving & alive.
This is a true story, and the student was none other than.........APJ Abdul Kalam , the present President of India.
in the past I've used Photobuckets before...but only now have I really realized the true potential of stuff that I can do with it... and it's SOOOOO easy... i'm having so much fun with it now...kinda a good (or bad) distraction from my thesis writing...ha ha ha... anyway...enjoy...
I knew when I started this PhD that it would be tough...and most books that I've read on "How to do a PhD" (by the way...there actually is a book with such a title) have even warned me how my research should be on a topic that I could sleep, drink, eat, and live with. So when PhD Comics published this new comic I just had to laugh hystericallyand share it with people because I realized (sadly) that it was true. And then there's part of me as well that would love to prove this wrong...that I could still have a life AND pursue a PhD...which brings me to another reality of me doing my PhD...
Recently, after I passed my upgrade and became an official candidate for PhD I called one of my best friends who then ceremoniously said..."well...there go the men..." as now men will fear approaching me more because of my the PhD candidate status, and she suggested, therefore, that I refrain from even placing it anywhere near my name as it would completely jeapordize my "marriage career" ha ha ha... Thank you very much, Gee (only a handful of people would know who I am refering to). I love you too
So taking this into consideration I rummaged through the PhD Comic Archive and found this comic...
which surprisingly (or not) also describes my current life...although the voice at the other end is not always my mother, but various people (aunts, friends, random strangers)....and it's not always over the phone, but more often than not blatantly to my face or in an email...(as explained further below).
Yess...there are people in my life (as much as I love them) don't GET what I'm doing "wasting" my life away in front of a computer pursuing a PhD when it probably won't get me a husband. I usually thank them for their concern and just smile....or like the last time someone asked me about when I was going to settle down, it was in an email during the Ramadhan month, the email was in reference to having to go for Eid gatherings and not bringing someone...(names have been omitted) : From a Mr. CMH which translated went something like this: ...X&Y who are your junior have 4 kids now...and my two younger "sisters" who are older than X&Y are not even married...One has even gone off to England to get a PhD...hmm...you know, It's not nice when you go to Eid gatherings and the family would ask, "Hey Ima, where's your husband?" or if asked by my children: "Auntie, how come you've come alone? where's Uncle (referring to an absent husband)?"
my response to this email translated went like this: Dear Bang CMH, being asked "Where's your husband?" is something that I get asked a lot! and my answer for that is usually.."He's busy looking for me...that's why he's not here!" Besides Eid is still great eventhough you get asked things like that because it means people still care enough to ask. What's not great is being considered as someone who is disadvantaged JUST because we're not married. So...don't pity us (singletons) because we get asked that question a lot...it's better perhaps to pity this "man" who until now has not found us...he he he
And that seemed to be the end of it (at least for now, I guess)
Anyway...as I was saying. For now - and until further notice...or until "Mr. Right" has found me - I am married to my research... because hey..."what could be more interesting than our research?" he he he he...
(written in my study office - on campus - on a Friday night....)
من العايدين والفائزين
كل عام وأنتم بخير
تقبل الله منا ومنكم
Eid Mubarak May Allah shower you and your loved ones with the wonderful Blessings of Eid
May Allah grant us peace in the world
as well as peace in our hearts.
May Allah grant us the
ability to forgive those who have wronged us as well as grant others
the ability to forgive us for our wrongdoings.
Selamat Hari Lebaran
Mohon Maaf Lahir dan Batin
_______________________________________
I can't believe it's already the last days of Ramadhan...Masha Allah it has flown by so fast...it seems we only started yesterday. This is my 3rd Ramadhan here in Norwich, and it will be, Insha Allah my 3rd Eid in Norwich...away from home...again.
But wait...let me correct that...for I guess in a way, I've also managed to make Norwich my home too for I have family here too. It will be my 3rd Eid with Ratih, Alex, and Kak Yiya (well technically my 2nd with Kak Yiya coz the 1st one she went back to Indonesia) and they are my family here, and so having Eid with them, it's kinda like being home. (I love you guys...)
As we have done for the past Eids here, we ensure that we have it with all the fixings just like we were having Eid back in Indonesia. We make little lebaran cookies a couple of nights before and make sure we also have ketupat, opor, rendang to have in the morning after we come back from Eid prayers.
All in all, it's just like having Eid in Indonesia minus our parents, siblings, relatives, and warm weather. But my sister Lisa put it very well to me the other day when I told her that because of a deadline from my supervisor I won't be able to come home for Eid, "don't worry...just concentrate on your studies so that you can finish in time...Eid comes every year". That made me feel better I guess.
My mother always reminds me to be grateful for what we have in our lives, and not just point out what we don't have. So, I'm grateful I'm able to fast this Ramadhan. I'm grateful I'll still be able to have ketupat and the works (perhaps not as great as my mom's cooking...but it'll do). I'm grateful that my family at home in Indonesia are able to have Eid and that they are healthy. I'm grateful for family and friends here in the UK. I'm grateful that I still have the hope that Insha Allah I'll be able to have another Ramadhan and Eid next year. I'm grateful for all the wonderful blessings that Allah has bestowed upon me. Alhamdulillah.
To all my friends and loved ones all around the world... May your Eid be as blessed...
The happiest people in the world are not those who have no problems, but those who learn to live with things that are less than perfect.
Someone sent me this quote today (thanks Tita)...not sure where she got it but I think it's right on the button. On the 27th of September, I will have to face a panel to upgrade my status from MPhil to a PhD candidate. In preparation for this upgrade I had to prepare at least 2 chapters and some other requirements including an thesis outline, abstract, table of contents etc. I've been stressing and stressing about it and when I was writing the chapters I thought that my chapters were never good enough. And even continuously delaying submitting them to my supervisor for her to have a look at it. She kept telling me that it didn't have to be perfect as this was to be considered a work in progress. But of course, I kept persisting that it was not good enough until I finally had to hand it in...still not convinced that it is any good.
I've never seen myself as a perfectionist and I think I am FAR from the definition of a perfectionist. However I may have the tendency on some occasions when dealing with certain things.
But after seeing that quote...perhaps I need to rethink and envision a happier life where I can indeed learn to live with things that are less than perfect....
"In India, corruption is under the table. In China, it is over the table, while in Indonesia corruption includes the table,"
Someone sent this article to one of the many mailing lists that I am a member of, and the above quote cracked me up at first...and then it made me sad to think that it's probably 100% true.
*sigh*...it's a sad reality that corruption is still very rampant in Indonesia. Sad that it has become a culture that is so deeply rooted and ingrained that it will take us generations to eradicate it completely (some even say that it is impossible to wipe out completely). What bothers me, and I guess most people, is that in Indonesia it has become a common practice. I'm not going to pretend that I haven't contributed to this though. When I think about how I renewed my driving license, how I got my ID card, how I got out of getting a traffic ticket for making a wrong turn...I'm just as guilty...hmm. sad huh?
As the article rightly puts it, "the arrival of democracy has
resulted in greater corruption as each successive
ruler has sought to cement his or her grip on the
populace. While the people were promised less
concentration of wealth to undo some of the ills
of the Suharto era, this has been more difficult
to implement due to the changing legal and
political environment"
We've been disillusioned to think that with democracy and reforms, corruption - like it was practiced in the Suharto era - will decrease. In fact, it has worsened. I'm not saying that democracy is not good, but having democracy alone doesn't solve problems, there needs to be greater transparency and the culture needs to be changed at all levels...be it through better accountablity mechanisms, better legal structure, better law enforcement (which ironically is where there is a lot of corruption it seems), etc.
If we think about it from a moral point of view, then ideally religion and moral values should deter people from corruption. But in reality those that commit high scale corruption do not seem to be afraid of repercussions (legal repercussions certainly do not deter them...) - nor do they seem to have any moral values. *sigh* ...
Anyway...I can write forever about this...but I'll just get all worked up and end up not writing what I'm supposed to be writing (i.e. my thesis) So..back to the grindstone for me...
For almost a year now since Dinda came, we have watched her grow and develop her vocabular. And those who were accustomed to being around her became accustomed also to her vocabulary. When she first came the only words that came out of her mouth were:
1. Mamam = makan = eat
2. Nenen = minum susu = drink milk
3. Mama
Now...almost a year later...not only are we all in awe at the words she knows...but also how much she's had an impact on our lives this past year. I know I'll miss her and her words..and how she says them...and her little antics...
I just thought I'd share her list of favorite words...her mom and dad will probably add to this list...but these are just some of the ones I remember...
canufisit = Can we fix it (from Bob the builder song)
Atih = Ratih
OmAle = Alex
Thugi = Sugi
Joko = Alex Pang
Dordor = chicken wings
TungTung = chicken drumsticks
Tasi = Nasi
Tussi = Tissue
Kikit = ANY fruit
Joooth = Juice
Pongbob = Spongebob Squarepants
Opi = Topi = Hat
Topi = Kopi = Coffee
Dolap = Gelap = Dark
Bodak = bedak = powder
Sambok = sunblock
Inggalan = Ketinggalan = left behind
vakum = any electrical appliances that makes a noise (hairdryer, handryer, washing machine)
Ting Nen Nen = her milk (from the sound of the microwave signaling her milk is ready)
Psst = ketchup (from the sound it makes coming out of the bottle)
Sst = perfume (from the sound it makes as it is sprayed)
Towwin = Coin
Baa Baa Black sheep...eniwoooooo..(Dinda's version of "have you any wool?)
I'll probably add some more as I remember them...:) or Mamah, Papah and Nanny Yiya will help add on to this list :)
I'm sure going to miss this little one when she leaves in September.. by the time I see her again in Jakarta she'll have grown, and I'm sure she'll know more words...but will she remember Norwich? will she remember the Ibuls? ....will she remember me?? *sigh*....