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It Was Sticky

We needed another tv for the kids to play their games, or watch cartoons. My (late) husband R’s  and the children’s timings clashed with each other. R told me to go and purchase one for the young ones.

After going through several shops, I selected one and brought it home. Back in home country once you buy an electric thing (they test it in front of you to show it’s working) and bring it home, it won’t be taken back. There is no return policy, you are stuck with it.

The tv was put in the designated place, and I switched it on. The screen looked odd — half grey and half color. My heart sank down to my shoes. I was left wondering how was I going to return it? 😥

Fortunately a relative had a friend running a shop near the one I had bought my ill fated tv. He went along with me to ask for a refund. I breathed a sigh of relief in getting my money back. 😊


Saved by the Bell

Tell us about a time when you managed to extract yourself from a sticky situation at the very last minute.


Were Charlie Hebdo Cartoons only about Free Speech?

Re-blogged from The Christian Monitor. Article by Robert Marquand

Were Charlie Hebdo cartoons only about free speech? Maybe not.
The Monitor’s former European bureau chief writes that there is another facet to the French magazine’s publication of cartoons of the prophet Muhammad, one that involves a relentless anti-Islam campaign in Denmark.
By Robert Marquand, Staff writer JANUARY 18, 2015

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For an international media unfamiliar with Europe’s recent history of publishing cartoons of the prophet Muhammad, the furor that Charlie Hebdo and other outlets have stirred up looks like an open-and-shut case of free speech.

The widespread assumption about the controversy sparked by Charlie Hebdo’s publication of cartoons goes something like this: Here was a newspaper from liberal Europe being attacked by intolerant Islamic radicals who couldn’t take a joke.

But the truth is not so simple.

In fact, much of the Muslim world’s vitriol over the French satirical magazine was first focused on Denmark, where a darkly racist politics arose, stoked by its most important daily newspaper, Jyllands-Posten (JP), more than five years prior to its own 2005 publication of 12 cartoons of the prophet.

Denmark’s rightward swing
The rise of what is often called “Islamophobia” in Europe started slowly, after the fall of the Berlin Wall in 1989, says anthropologist Peter Hervik, whose scholarly book, “The Annoying Difference,” catalogs the rise of “neo-racial and neo-national” politics and media in Denmark. Borders were becoming looser and new refugees and asylum-seekers were arriving in Denmark.

By the late 1990s, minorities from Africa, the Balkans, and the Middle East had begun to set up in urban areas. That in turn brought friction and the rapid rise of Europe’s most successful far-right party, the Danish People’s Party. At the same, a far-right tabloid press developed quickly and pushed a daily diet of stories on immigrants as freeloaders and criminals, then started in on Muslims and Islam.

Presenting Islam as a threat to Denmark sold papers and attracted voters. Then-Prime Minister Anders Fogh Rasmussen, whose ruling Liberal Party depended on the far right, declared a “culture war of values” between the West and Islam. Much of the fear played off the idea that Islam as an ideology threatened to subsume and take over Denmark, despite Muslims being only 2 percent of the population and relatively poor.

In an interview in 2011 at his office in the parliament, Danish People’s Party official Soren Esperson told the Monitor: “We are not against the Muslims but against Islam taking political control of our society and canceling our democracy. Islam [is] the same danger as communism or Nazism.”

A media campaign
JP wasn’t the first newspaper to join the Islam-bashing party. But when it did, it made an impact.

Unlike Charlie Hebdo, JP is not a motley, circulation-starved satirical weekly. It is The New York Times of Denmark, the daily paper of record. Founded in 1871 and boasting some 800,000 readers in a country of 5.5 million, the paper and its urban, affluent readers powerfully shape the national mood and debate.

It began to lead the anti-Islam drumbeat in 2001 after a sensational story about a young, Danish-born feminist of Pakistani origin, Mona Sheikh, that captivated Denmark for months. Ms. Sheikh, a socialist and Muslim, tried to enter Danish politics. She was accused in press reports – later condemned – of an Islamist agenda to infiltrate Danish politics, and of supporting both the Sunni Taliban and the late Shiite ayatollah of Iran. JP wrote constantly about Ms. Sheikh and the story proved a hot seller of papers.

JP, which became the voice of the ruling coalition, went on to promulgate the clash of civilization theories of American scholars like Samuel Huntington and Bernard Lewis. Leading JP journalists, like cartoonist Kurt Westergaard and cultural editor Flemming Rose, met regularly with anti-Muslim populists like Dutch far-right politician Geert Wilders and the Dutch Somali feminist Ayaan Hirsi Ali, as well as with American scholar Daniel Pipes.

“Jyllands-Posten’s official voice was more critical of Islam than anyone else, often speaking about Islam and Muslims as an enemy,” says Mr. Hervik. “The veil was compared to the swastika, Muslims to tumors, and Islam was called a plague to be fought like Nazism…. There seems no limit to what can be said in the Danish public.”

Typical was a 2005 JP editorial ahead of the Muhammad cartoons stating that Muslims in Denmark must be prepared to be “insulted, ridiculed, and mocked.”

The cartoon crisis
The Muhammad cartoon crisis actually began with Kare Bluitgen, a Danish Marxist author who is avowedly secular and anti-Islam. Mr. Bluitgen wanted to illustrate a children’s book on Islam that would depict the face of Muhammad, something that is offensive to orthodox Muslims. According to a 2005 Danish wire story, Bluitgen commented at a dinner party that Danish artists were afraid to draw the prophet.

The story was an overnight sensation. In fact, after the dust settled, only one illustrator was ever found who refused to take on Bluitgen’s book project.

Yet based on the wire story, the JP cultural editor, Mr. Rose, decided to test Danes’ self-censorship. On a Wednesday, he issued an invitation to Danish cartoonists (not illustrators, about whom Bluitgen complained) to draw Muhammad “as you see him.” By Friday, 12 of Denmark’s 25 working cartoonists responded with images. They were published in the paper on Sept. 30, 2005, next to an editorial titled “The Threat of Darkness.”

The cartoons were not uniformly anti-Muslim. Because of JP’s reputation for Islam-bashing, several of the 12 cartoons actually made fun of the campaign, one calling it a “PR stunt.” Another showed a Muslim migrant schoolboy in Denmark called “Muhammad” pointing to a blackboard with the words, “The editorial team of Jyllands-Posten is a bunch of reactionary provocateurs.”

In retrospect, Hervik argues, the Danish cartoons picked up by Charlie Hebdo were always intended to be part of the provocative local anti-Muslim campaign sweeping Denmark, not a statement about free speech.

And for many Muslims, it was the last straw in what they saw as a long anti-Muslim campaign by Denmark. Protesters condemning the cartoons took to the streets worldwide, sometimes resulting in violence. Boycotts were orchestrated against Denmark and Danish goods, and several Western embassies were attacked.

On Oct. 12, 2005, 11 ambassadors representing 730 million people in the Muslim world sent a letter to Mr. Rasmussen asking to meet on an “urgent matter.” It was no longer possible to ignore a Danish “smear campaign” against Muslims and Islam, they said. Danish politicians openly called Muslims a “cancer” in the parliament and the minister of culture accused them of being “medieval.” The 12 cartoons making fun of Muhammad were a final indignity.

Hate speech and free speech
When the campaign got noticed by the Muslim world, the issue was virtuously framed as solely an issue of free speech. Many Western outlets, including Charlie Hebdo, republished the cartoons as a show of solidarity with JP.

Mr. Rose, the JP culture editor who ordered the cartoons, wrote in the Telegraph this week that he “stumbled … into sparking what came to be known as the cartoon crisis.” He argued that as societies become mixed and multicultural, that free speech becomes more important.

But the publication of the Muhammad cartoons 10 years ago by JP was not born of an innocent, isolated jibe about the prophet. Rather, it was thought up amid a larger, overtly antagonistic campaign against Muslims, backed by both Denmark’s leading newspaper and its government. It is through that context that orthodox Muslims view the controversies stirred up by Charlie Hebdo. Whether intentionally malicious or not, the French magazine’s anti-Islamic drumbeat tapped into a years-long campaign in Denmark that captured and defined the rise of anti-Islam sentiment in Europe.


What It Means

All Grown Up
When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?


I still like cartoons, and I still like fairy tales.

Growing up means > Standing alone

> growing older, and a little wiser

>being nice to people, I don’t like

I miss childhood, cause I wouldn’t have to see the ugliness which exists in this world.

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Nothin’ But A Good Time

Imagine that tomorrow, all your duties and obligations evaporate for the day. You get the day all to yourself, to do anything you please. What type of fun activities would make your day?
Show FUN.


I would love to go to the following places here in Houston: the Menil Collection, Mercer Aboretum and Botanic Gardens, Lake Houston, Houston Zoo and Houston Space Centre. I need someone to take me. The one person, (my son) who can do it remains busy on weekends. If I go alone I know I won’t enjoy the day.

What can I look forward to is this:

The Joy of not Working!

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/02/21/daily-prompt-good-time/Nothin’ But A Good Time

In Search for a Bride

Daily Prompt: BYOB(ookworm)
Write the blurb for the book jacket of the book you’d write, if only you had the time and inclination.


A few years back I wanted to write a book about how my son got married. I still have that idea in my mind but it is on a back burner to this date. In societies like mine the mothers or sisters find brides for their sons or brothers.

There are some males who find their own mates but the majority leave this decision to their families. You may be astonished that in this day and age it happens, and there are bridegrooms who see their brides for the first time on their wedding night.

Believe me these marriages are successful. The parents are there to counsel their off springs every step of the way. Both set of parents smooth over the early marriage turbulance. They help them financially as well.

So here is the blurb for my book, “In Search for a Bride” .

This is a hilarious account of a mother who finds a bride for her only son. She is taken by her well meaning, (what I really mean: misguided, ineffectual, mistaken) friends to see prospective girls and their families. Sometimes the girl or her parents don’t know why Mrs R is favoring them with a visit, and sometimes she gets a surprise. Many a times she didn’t know where she was led by her friends who connived secretly with the girls’ parents. You will be riveted by this tale. You get a glimpse of life half way round the world.

Dream away.

In Search for a Bride


Daily Prompt: Simply the Best
When and where do you do your best thinking? In the bathroom? While running? Just before bed, or first thing in the morning? On the bus? Why do you think that is?


Simply I don’t know. It can be anywhere.

Maybe I am sitting in the bathroom, when my mind re awakes from it’s slumber and ideas start shooting out. In moments like those I do wish for a writing pad and a pen close by. It is specially true about poetry. The perfect lines and stanzas are forgotten. By the time I have brushed my teeth, washed my face, all ideas fizzle out leaving me with a blank mind. It’s no use raking my brain. Nothing is there except emptiness.

I do suffer from a problem. My memory has sieves actually. Everything drains out leaving me blank. It comes and goes. I do feel thankful when my memory works.

I am talking to someone having a clear idea on what I am talking about, then suddenly “whoosh” I stumble and mumble, “Sorry, I forgot what I was saying.”

Same is writing. If I wrote down what my thoughts were at that moment in time, I can look up. Otherwise I am at a loss at what to write.

Early morning is the best time for a think, when I wake up and had restful sleep. Sometimes I am running against time and can’t write. My brain ties itself in knots, making me flounder and trying to reach out.



A New Me?

Daily Prompt: A Brand New You, Effective Tomorrow
Tomorrow is the first day of a brand new year. Tomorrow you get to become anyone in the world that you wish. Who are you? You can choose to be anyone alive today or someone gone long ago. If you decide to stay “you” share your rationale.


Q. Who are you?
A. I am Sheen.

I will say thanks. A big NO, I don’t want to be someone else.
I like myself the way I am. I was born believing in One God. I wouldn’t like to change that. I am thankful to God for the way I am.

I could have been born ugly. Thank God I am not.
I could have been born penniless. Thank God I am not.
God blessed me with sight. If I was born blind and deaf. What could I have done?
Would have been powerless to do anything.

So everything boils down to one thing. I should be grateful to God for what He gave me.
I am not rich. Doesn’t matter.
People go hungry in many parts of the world. Thank God I am not dying of hunger.
I could have been homeless. Thank God I am not.
I am glad for who I am.

We look at beautiful, rich people. We don’t know what demons they carry?
What their personalities are?
What baggage they carry within themselves?

One should never wish to be someone else in one’s heart.
Envy burns one’s soul.
Be thankful.

After writing all the above, memory winged back to me.
When I was a six years old girl, I was cooped up in the house and not allowed to play outside. I wished to change into a boy. I used to think if someday I magically change into a boy, how wonderful it will be?

Then at age thirteen, being a gawky girl and looking into a mirror, and seeing my skin covered with acne, how horrible it was? I used to look at girls with flawless skins, wishing myself in their place.

Wishing my parents to come back from the dead or transported to the era when they were alive. I waited that someday by magic they came back.

By age twenty one, I finally grew up, being mother of two kids by then. I forgot to wish for being someone else.

Wishing you a Happy New Year.


A New Me?

Back To Houston

Photo taken from the cabin

Yesterday I came back to Houston. Reaching home I saw my grand son IB still sitting at the dinning table, trying to finish his breakfast. A solitary figure, watching cartoons at the same time.It was past eleven. I made my own and sat down next to him. I was hungry. I had got up at three in the morning to come via shuttle to the airport. My son in law carried my one piece of luggage. He saw to everything and waited patiently till I got out of his sight in the waiting line to security check up.

I finished my tea. IB was still sitting trying……. I asked him,”Why don’t you finish your breakfast?” He gave me a smile and went on lethargically picking at things. I told him he was getting reduced in size by not eating. He got up from the table. He pulled his tee shirt up, bunched his flat stomach in his hands and said, “See, I am having baby fat here, I don’t feel like eating.”

Only God knows who put the crap in his head.