Thursday, December 03, 2009

Spirit of Malaysia Incorporated?

Deputy Prime Minister Tan Sri Muhyiddin Yassin said it was about time the spirit of Malaysia Incorporated be revived to foster closer cooperation.

He also called on the business and financial community to invest more in Malaysia''s real economy and the capital market.

"Now that Initial Public Offering's have been freed from the 30 per cent Bumiputera requirement, there is no reason why local companies and small-and-medium enterprises should shy away from investing in their own country," he pointed out.

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Dear Muhyiddin,

You should get Utusan Malaysia to help promote such close cooperation instead of promoting May13 and propagating fear and inciting the Malay community to hate the others.

Who dare to invest in a country that have the "exceptional" media controlled by the government that is filled with journalists who are desperate to split the society and the diverse community and are so persistent in their desire of collusion and preference for hate within the society.

Even the blinds can see!

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Yoga & Alcoholic Drinks Conundrum

Research confirms that drinking alcohol gives you the same benefits yoga does !!!




Malasana
This position, for ankles and back muscles.




Ananda Balasana
This position is great for massaging the hip area.




Salambhasana
Great exercise to stimulate the lumbar area, legs, and arms.




Dolphin
Excellent for the shoulder area, thorax, legs, and arms.




Halasana
Excellent for back pain and insomnia.




Marjayasana
Position stimulates the midrift area and the spinal commune.



Setu Bandha Sarvangasana
This position calms the brain and heals tired legs.





Balasana
Position that brings the sensation of peace and calm.




Savasana
Position of total relaxation.

Yoka or drink? Any will do!

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Source: Sahil Dev

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Saturday, November 28, 2009

Affluence & the Goddess of Wealth

Once upon a time in a faraway land, a young man went to the forest and said to his spiritual master, "I want to have unlimited wealth, and with that unlimited wealth, I want to help and heal the world. Will you please tell me the secret to creating affluence?"

And the spiritual master replied, "There are two Goddesses that reside in the heart of every human being. But there is a certain secret that you need to know, and I will tell you what it is.

"Although you love both Goddesses, you must pay more attention to one of them. She is the Goddess of Knowledge, and her name is Sarasvati. Pursue her, love her, and give her your attention. The other Goddess, whose name is Lakshmi, is the Goddess of Wealth. When you pay more attention to Sarasvati, Lakshmi will become extremely jealous and pay more attention to you. The more you seek the Goddess of Knowledge, the more the Goddess of Wealth will seek you. She will follow you wherever you go and never leave you. And the wealth you desire will be yours forever."

There is power in Knowledge, desire, and spirit. And this power within you is the key to creating affluence.

Wealth consciousness is a state of mind, a sense, not of believing, but really knowing that what we need is available to us. Affluence is indeed our natural state of being.

Infinite worlds appear and disappear in the vast expanse of our own consciousness, like motes of dust dancing in a beam of light.

Affluence is reality. When we are grounded in the nature of reality and we also know that this same reality is our own nature, then we realize that we can create anything, because all of material creation has the same origin.

All of material creation is made from the same stuff and comes from the same source. Experiential knowledge of this fact gives us the ability to fulfill any desire we have, acquire any material object we want, and experience fulfillment and happiness to any extent we aspire.

Life experiences are the continuum in the seamless matrix of nothingness. They are our experiences of joy and sorrow, of success and failure, of wealth and poverty. All these events seemingly happen to us, but at very primordial levels we are making them happen. The impulse of energy and information that create our life experiences are reflected in our attitude towards life.

Knowledge has organizing power inherent in it. It is simply enough to know, to be aware of the principles; the knowledge will be processed and metabolized by our bodies, and the result will be spontaneous. The results do not occur overnight, but beguin to manifest gradually over a period of time.

You are where your attention takes you. In fact, you are your attention. When your attention is in the past, you are in the past. When you attention is in your present moment, you are in the presence of God and God is present in you. Simply be aware of the present, of what you are doing. The presence of God is everywhere, and you have only to consciously embrace it with your attention.

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Extracted from:

Creating Affluence by Deepak Chopra
Amber-Allen Publishing and New World Library, 1993

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Thursday, November 26, 2009

Bloggers' Stories

An old man who lived in a small side street in the city of Mumbai had to put up with the nuisance of having boys play cricket outside his house, at night.

One evening when the boys were particularly noisy, he went out to talk to them.

He explained that he was a pensioner who was happiest when he could see or hear boys playing his favorite game, cricket. He said he would give them 25 rupees each week to play in the street at night.

The boys were thrilled.

They were being paid to do something they enjoyed.

At the end of the first week they knocked at the old man's house and asked to be paid.

He did so.

The second week when they asked for payment he said he had run out of money and sent them away with only 15 rupees.

The third week the man said he had not yet received his pension and gave them only 10 rupees.

The boys were very disappointed but there was not much they could do about it.

The fourth week the man said he could not afford to pay them 25 rupees as he had promised, but would give them 5 rupees each week without fail.

This was too much for the boys.

"You expect us to play seven days a week for a measly 5 rupees!" they yelled. "Go to blazes."

They stormed away and never played on the street again.


Story by: BayiSingh

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A monkey-trainer in the state of Song was fond of monkeys and kept several of them in his house. He understood their language and they understood his.

Once when the province was stricken by drought and food was scarce he decided to reduce their daily ration of chestnuts.

He said to them: "From tomorrow, I'll give you three chestnuts in the morning and four in the evening. You will have to be satisfied with that."

The monkeys were very angry and created an uproar with their chattering.

"All right, all right," said the master, after a while.

"No need to get so upset. I'll give you four chestnuts in the morning and three in the evening."

The monkeys were satisfied and immediately quietened down.

Stories by: Carpet Man

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When Niloy was born, his father had a dream in which Bidhata, the god who writes the destinies of men, appeared to him.

"Your son," said the god "will never be able to fully satisfy his hunger. Train him to be satisfied with a minimum of food."

His father tried but Niloy never succeeded in overcoming his love for food, and when he couldn't get enough of it, it made him miserable. The years passed. Niloy married and raised a family, but poverty dogged his footsteps, and there was not a day when he could say he had had enough to eat. He always went to bed half hungry. One day he was invited to the wedding of a rich man's daughter. It made him feel that perhaps his luck had changed.

"There will certainly be a lot of food at the wedding," he thought. "I'll eat to my heart's content."

There was certainly a lot of food at the wedding, but when he had eaten just a little, a heavy decorative piece under which he was sitting, fell on him, rendering him unconscious. When he had recovered, all the food was over.He always went to bed half hungry. His host, wanting to make up for the distress caused to him, invited him to lunch the next day. When he presented himself at the house the next afternoon, his host instructed his servants to take good care of him and to see that he was well fed and he went out of his half hungry condition.

Bidhata, god of destinies, was alarmed when he saw the servants piling food on the banana leaf from which Niloy was eating. He quickly took the form of a tiny frog and hopped onto the leaf, hoping that Niloy would be so filled with disgust that he would lose his appetite. What the god did not know was that his victim was extremely short-sighted. Niloy scooped up the frog along with a ball of rice and swallowed it. The god was trapped. His only consolation was that Niloy had begun to feel uneasy after swallowing him and had stopped eating.

Bidhata called out to Niloy while he was returning home and explained his predicament.

"Spit me out," he entreated.

"Spit you out!" exclaimed the man when he had got over the shock of hearing a voice from his stomach and that too of a god. “You have troubled me all my life. Do you think I will let you go so easily?"

"My duty is to write the destinies of men," said the god. “I derive no pleasure from their tribulations."

"Be that as it may," said Niloy. "I will not let you go until you promise to end my state of perpetual hunger."

"I cannot alter anyone's destiny," said Bidhata, "but if you become my devotee and worship me in an appropriate manner you will have my blessings."

"One can achieve great things with divine blessings," thought Niloy. He forced himself to bring up the food he had eaten, and the frog came out in the process. As Bidhata assumed his true form, Niloy said to him: "Now tell me, what is the appropriate way to worship you?"

"In your case," replied Bidhata, "the only way you can worship me is by never fully satisfying your hunger. Remain hungry all the time."

Story by: Half Hungry

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Once there lived a dog. He was very greedy. There were many times that he had to pay for his greed. Each time the dog promised himself, “I have learnt my lesson. Now I will never be greedy again.” But he soon forgot his promises and was as greedy as ever.

One afternoon, the dog was terribly hungry. He decided to go look for something to eat. Just outside his house, there was a bridge. “I will go and look for food on the other side of the bridge. The food there is definitely better,” he thought to himself.

He walked across the wooden bridge and started sniffing around for food. Suddenly, he spotted a bone lying at a distance. “Ah, I am in luck. This looks a delicious bone,” he said.

Without wasting any time, the hungry dog picked up the bone and was just about to eat it, when he thought, “Somebody might see here with this bone and then I will have to share it with them. So, I had better go home and eat it.” Holding the bone in his mouth, he ran towards his house.

While crossing the wooden bridge, the dog looked down into the river. There he saw his own reflection. The foolish dog mistook it for another dog. “There is another dog in the water with bone in its mouth,” he thought. Greedy, as he was, he thought, “How nice it would be to snatch that piece of bone as well. Then, I will have two bones.”

So, the greedy dog looked at his reflection and growled. The reflection growled back, too. This made the dog angry. He looked down at his reflection and barked, “Woof! Woof!” As he opened his mouth, the bone in his mouth fell into the river. It was only when the water splashed that the greedy dog realized that what he had seen was nothing but his own reflections and not another dog. But it was too late. He had lost the piece of bone because of his greed. Now he had to go hungry.

Story by: Sinkeh

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One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people.
He said, "My son, the battle is between two wolves inside us all.

"One is Evil - It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.

"The other is Good - It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: "Which wolf wins?"

The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."

Story by: Jefus

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A farmer saw a rabbit run out from the forest, hit a tree and died.

So he said his prayer of thanks to god for the easy food.

From there's on , he just sat there and waited for next rabbit hit the tree.

Story by: M_oot

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Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Thoughts for today

A man is not at his best when he is a slave to some habit

If you control your thoughts, you can control your actions.

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In the long run, men hit only what they aim at.

Therefore, they had better aim at something high.

-- Henry David Thoreau

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Every man serves a useful purpose: A miser, for example, makes a wonderful ancestor.

-- Laurence J. Peter

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"Never say no when a client asks for something, even if it is the moon. You can always try, and anyhow there is plenty of time afterward to explain that it was not possible."

-- Cesar Ritz, hotelier

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Sunday, November 22, 2009

Sunday: A day of rest

Sunday is defined as a rest day. I had my rest day today. It had been restless weeks over the past few months.

I had not been blogging as much lately except for some jokes and fun stuff. Over the last few years I enjoyed blogging during my free time (even times when I am not). The brain always have something to tell and this blog was the space where I could write my thoughts. But I had not being able to do so over the last few months. The cognitive faculty could not function to churn out something to write that I used to. It's not burned out; it's not conked; it's just not motivated to write.

Maybe, the trills are gone; maybe, politics are not worth writing as its so predictable. There's also so many sites we can read all those socio-political stuffs we are anxious to read and find out. There are so many of them around: Malaysiakini, Malaysia-Today, Free Malaysia Today, and so many politicians from the political divides are bloggers.

We also have pseudo-politicians and we have also observed those who used to write critically on system dysfunctions, who now becomes converts - converting to accepting the old system of ideologies - most of whom are known to have received a second chance to helm significant roles that are rewarding, financially, benefiting from the current system administration.

So, I think I would rather write jokes, stories and junks. And I can spent more time reading books.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Story: Husband & Wife

" Dad, I was away for a week. Yesterday I sent a fax to my wife I'd be home that night, and when I got into my room I found my wife in another man's arms.

" Why, Dad ? Tell me why!"

Dad kept silent for a few minutes, then coolly said,

"Maybe, son, she didn't get the fax."

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A husband compliant to his mother-in-law:

"When we were first married, I would come home from the office, my wife would bring my slippers and our cute little dog would run around barking.

Now after ten years it's all different, I come home, the dog brings the slippers and my wife runs around barking."

"Why complain?" said the mother-in-law. "You're still getting the same service!"

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A wife, one evening, drew her husband's attention to the couple next door and said,

"Do you see that couple? How devoted they are? He kisses her every time they meet. Why don't you do that?"

"I would love to." Replied the husband. "But I don't know her well enough."

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From his death bed, the husband called his wife and said, "One month after I die I want you to marry Mohd."

"Mohd? But he is your enemy?"

"Yes, I know that ! I've suffered all these years so let him suffer now."

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In a divorce court a woman told the judge: "Your honor, I want to divorce my husband."

"But why ?" asked the judge.

She replied, "Because he is not faithful to me."

The judge asked, "How do you know?"

She replied, "My lord, all my children do not resembles him."

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Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Computer-literate Parliamentarians

Budget debate in Parliament.

See what the Law-makers were doing during the debate?

Do our MPs play Solitaire during parliamentary sessions?

No? Malaysian MPs are better? Or did they spent most of their time shouting at each other, make sexiest remarks and pour racial slurs ... and ultimately voted YES to any Bills without reading them? Maybe; and maybe not!