Poco-Poco~Spiritual Dance?

Let me start this debate with the history and origine of this dance.

Quote: http://www.theminahasa.net/social/stories/pocopoco.html

I do not understand why there is such a idea even to begin in banning the dance. If to qoute : "The Perak Fatwa council' mufti, Harussani Zakaria, said the state fatwa council was convienced that the dance contained elements of christianity and spirit worship."

Ok... How do you say that the dance has elements of Christianity ? Is it because the route of dancing is a cross? Do the dancers of poco poco wear cross around their neck and rosary on their waist while dancing? And how bout the spirit of worship ? Do you chant when dancing poco poco? DO you raise your arms to the sky while dancing poco poco? Do you indecent move while dancing poco poco? Point it out to me if you say you see these in a poco poco dance.

Some say that Poco Poco is the forbidden dance of love originated from Indonesia. And whats wrong with that? What is wrong with Love? Is love an element of Christianity but not in Islam? Are you saying that Islam do not teach the followers love, kindness, patience, all the good virtue? SO, in direct translation, good value = Christianity, other than good value = Islam.

But, i am happy when Dr. Mashitah Ibrahim from the Deputy Minister's in the Prime Minister Department acclaimed to the reporter that the dance is just a dance. Dance that is part of execise, which lead people to good and healthy life.

Well, guess i don't have worry now. It's all loud and clear.

Another one bites the dust

Reading the newspaper headline today makes me sick. Why? I have been observing the news about all kinds of cons. What is a con man? These people usually have the tendancy to talk with the sweetest promises and beautiful future by just doing the simplest and some~absolutely nothing.

Why do I hate con artist? Because they are difficult to identify and I have been conned too before. Being promised a job that pays too well - left my confortable job and had a great meetings at a Hotels and luxurious places, but after a month with no pay - i have second guess. The man promsed to pay - days become weeks, weeks become months and after 6th months (can you believe it....6TH MONTHS!) with no pay, i quit. The man has the sweetest promises and words. But, through the power and nagging from both parent and banks, i finally break the curse on me.

I was left with no job, no money and no savings. With God's help, i manage to land a job as a PA in a small company and i work my way up and here i am.

Yesterday, I watched the 999 show, which is aired every wednesday in TV3. This particular one is especially special because the law enforcer manage to caugth those Nigerians who are involve with the con syndicate which lured lonely women into promised love and con them of their money to release some hold back packages from the Kastam Dept. Poor women in the other end of the network, all they hope is love but in the process, they end up with no money. These nigerians are young at age 22 & 23 years old. Coming to our country as students, but in the end, they are our foreign nightmare. We shouldn't treat them like tourist. After so many cases happened due to these nigerians, why do we still allows them to come in here as students? Why do we allow foreign students to come here to study where as our local malaysian students do not have enough places in our university? Another point to ponder.

Malaysian Ladies, please be smart and wary of these people. We are gentle and cultured yet empathising to others, maybe too much. But we must aware that bad people does come in a bad way. Most of them come in through our empathy, sympathy, kindness and all the gentle values that we had in our DNA. So, please be very careful with strangers.

Another off day for me

Last monday, i drove back to kch for my 2 days off.

My missons are:

1.Can't wait to see Ain and Chi Chi, two of my husband cousin's children. Missed their naughtiness and behaviour.
2. Going for an early massage session together with M-I-L at anna's place.
3. Always wanted to know how to use twitter - sign up in one
4. Check my kwsp ka-ching $$$
5. Reload my phone
6. Buy newspaper
7. Buy sweet corn. Don't know why the sudden craving.

The outcomes:
1. Ain likes to Kuda kuda and never stop eating. Aunty philo, kak makai mee sedaap! Aunty Philo ke-tut! Aunty Philo, ain kak ne-nem! Aunty Philo, Ain kak o-oi!...But then, chi chi is always a sucker for attention and nvr wants to be the second best.
2. Went for the massae session at 9am and it finished by 12pm. Finally, my sarang anak is back in the riginal place. Not at the tebing anymore. Thank god, she confirm my sarang anak subur and when she guide my hand to touch it, it has this beating like my heart. Fuh! it was a relieve. Not like the first time (session) i went. I was in tear trying to sallow up the pain while she massage my sarang anak to the right place. In case you don't know, the right place for it is just below your navel align with your uretra. HOwever, i emphatise my MIL, she still have the back pain , which was the result of falling from wiping the kitchen fan.
3. I just finished signing up and ready to go go go!
4. Went to kwsp and got the print up of my statement account. Fuh! I got some $$$....
5. Reload rm30 for this month... just in case, since most of the business calls are MAXIS number.Man, should i get a Maxis package?
6. I bought newspaper, and really addicted to it.
7. From the CHinese man in front of the Cash Sweep BDC. hehehhe...

Unexpected event: The HP supplier called to inform the new monitor has arrive and man, i am surprised! Its not in a box... hopefully it sure as hell can Switch On! heheheeh

Adios...

First Day of Work

RIng! my phone rang at 9.30pm on a saturday night - 26th March 2011. Hello?"... "Hello! Philomena? You got the job ... and i need you to be in Kampung Serasot on Monday 28th March. Meet Mr. Faizul at the centre by 10am"... OMG! I panicked and wondering how to go back to kch in short time. I don't have much money to spare plus the other needs i might need to buy to settle down. The next morning, i called dad and he asked me to buy the earliest flight to Kch and there goes my RM180. I rushed to pack my bag, my shoes and lotions. Both my hubby and me went to farley cafe to have my last sibu kampua mee kicap. I looked at him, knowing that he is sad for the rushing moment. After our breakfast, he sent me to the airport and sent me off to the check in and boarding hall. I went to the Gate 4 and looking outside to the airplace railway. Shortly after, the Maswing groundcrew annouce the plane arrival and my heart sink to the bottom of my body to where my feet are. After the queue to the seat, then landing at kuching inter airport, i watch out for taxi stand and get my taxi coupon. For the 1st time i used a blue taxi. We always remember that taxi is with red and yellow colour in malaysia, but this time is was blue with 'Executive Taxi' stamp at the side of the 'Avanza'. After 5 minutes drive to BDC, costing me RM21 - i finally realised that i was not dreaming and call my hubby that i arrive safely to my house. My parents drove from Kampung kakeng asked me to wait for their arrival and not long after, i heard the Hilux roaring engine. We went out for a quick lunch and transfer my bag into the back cabin. All of us drove all the way to bau and stop by at a cute supermarket 'Ming Ming' and bought all my food and racion enough for 1 week until i settle down. Another 30 minute drive, we reached my grandparents place and unpacked my stuff. At 6pm, they left me to go back to Kampung Kakeng, Serian. I have trouble sleeping the first night, i cried in the phone saying to my hubby that i missed him so much. After my tears dried, i slept.