...Fog of War!

The skies darken with the smoke signals of war. Thick blanket of smog eclipsing even the sun, cast its cloud kill hands over the city. Men, women and children drowning in their own air. Curiously, birds and beast are sorely missing, probably guided by their god-given instinct of the impending doom!



The Klang Valley is in a crisis and the Government is not doing enough about it. Every year, our poor, corrupted and weak neighbor set their forest aflame sending clouds of deadly air billowing into our country.







This is an ACT OF WAR! As a nation, we have a duty to defend ourselves. The time to act is now. They must abide to the Asean Transboundary Haze Agreement of which they have repeatedly refused to sign.

...Have You Taken The Test?

I am going to admit to the whole world that on 28th July 2005, I sneaked out from my existing company to conduct a Pre-Employment Medical Check-up (PMC). I dread doing a PMC, which is unfortunately a requirement for any given employment. I arrived at the panel clinic only to find it sparsely populated by middle-aged women and a couple looking weary and forlorn. Slipping my ID Card across the counter, the nurse promptly registered my details into a white card. She handed me some forms and instructed me to proceed with an X-ray examination. I am no smoker but the occasional Salem and Marlboros over bourbon and coke are norms during happy hours and weekends. Unfortunately, these “happy-hours and weekends” indulgence are becoming more frequent than I could care to admit.

Looking dreary and bleak, fluorescent lamps barely illuminating the room, I was asked to strip from the waist up. Pressing my chest against a cold plate of steel, the slow humming of a machine whirled to a stop as my X-ray was taken. About 15 minutes later, I was given a copy of the X-ray. Curiosity got the better of me, as usual, and I peeked into it only find to my relief the words “All Clear” amidst scribbling of medical jargons.

As I handed the X-ray report over to the nurse, I was told again that a blood test is in order. My heart skipped a beat given my colorful sexual lifestyle. I still remembered vividly an email attachment from my friend, purportedly showing two guys in a passionate embrace with some Chinese character emblazoned on top. The word “Test” stood out like a sore thumb. Fortunately, the results were favourable.

Have you taken your Test?