Thursday, March 5, 2015

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Where Do I Find Another (P. Ramlee)?

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you my idol, the one and only, P. Ramlee.


My rough English translation (transliteration, rather) of the lyrics:

Where Do I Find Another

I wish to cry
But my eyes shed no tears
I wish to smile
But there's no one to smile with me
If fate
Has been written
That's for the best
What can you do

Where do I find another
Who could ever replace you
Unable to let go
And living a broken, restless life

It would be painful feelings
As long as you go
Left alone
There is no company in the loneliness

The world turns from light into darkness
There shines no beautiful light
My heart is broken, miserable
As you are not here with me

Where do I find a another
Could it be in heaven
For grieving friends
Crying together, forever

Saturday, February 7, 2015

Friday, February 6, 2015

Mama Mariode: Protector of the Papuan Forest


Mariode Malak and Kefas Gisim are the last standing block between the forest and a plantation corporation that is expanding operations on the banks of the Klasafet river.

Their neighbours have sold their land to the corporation, but Mariode does not want to sell her land. She has put up signposts all over her land, and is trying to protect the remaining forest around her land by demarcating their customary rights to the forests.

Forest is their life, Mariode says, and she wants to save it for the next generation, just as her ancestors did for her.  

Mama Mariode is part of Papuan Voices II, a collection of 8 new videos made by the people of West Papua to tell their stories for themselves.

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Anywhere & Everywhere

You hate the Filipinos, but you don't know what they've been through.
You hate the Bangladeshis, but you don't know what they've been through.
You hate the Indonesians, but you don't know what they've been through.
You hate the Myanmarese, but you don't know what they've been through.
You hate the mainland Chinese, but you don't know what they've been through.
You hate the mainland Indians, but you don't know what they've been through.
You hate the Malaysians, but you don't know what they've been through.
You hate the Singaporeans, but you don't know what they've been through, either.


"Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere." — Martin Luther King

Tuesday, January 27, 2015