Have A Little Faith

I can't remember when the last time it was that i entered church. Must have been for someone's wedding. It's as though it is the only time that I do enter a church. Such a Catholic I am. Sunday School and weekly mass was never strained/imposed upon me as a child and as such I think I grew up to being almost an free-thinker.

My contention here is that, a religion, should not be imposed on a child, that they should, upon reaching puberty or when they grown-up enough to understand, be given the opportunity to read the various books available on religion and they then deduce the best faith for them to be into. Of course, the concept of God must be instilled when still a child and the moral values and principals of a good human being be taught to them.

I had a friend who once told me that if she were given a choice, she would not be in the religion that she is in now. Then again, her religion is not one to be trifled with. There are some friends of mine who wholly do not agree on my concept of choice but I stress that importance of understanding a religion, any religion, is only by reading about the said religion. There has to be logic (even practicality to restraints, when looked at over a broad view) to all religions, if not each religion would not have millions of followers all over the world.

Death

Death today.

How apt I thought, with the weather being as it is. Rain since 6am. Time creeping ever so slowly that I think I am in a time warp.

How I understand death is that it is inevitable, it is either sooner or later, one way or other, apparent in ever human's life. So, how come is it that some people don't understand this "concept" and want to hold on forever? Sometimes I do understand that as family members, you'd want to do everything you can to pro-long a person's life but seriously and more practically, you know life must come to an end.

I never understood the reasoning and torturous show of compassion by placing someone (especially for the elderly folks or terminally ill) in a hospital, allowing the doctors and nurses to have a full scale permitted experiment of finding out what the heck is wrong with the person what with needles and tubes running in and out and all over the person. Torturous maximus. The person is already in pain and here we are adding to it!

All calls for the person to say that he/she wants to go home, has to be heeded. A person should die in the comfort of their own home, surrounded by familiarity, not the strobing lights of a hospital ceiling.

As much as I understand death.. I hate Death. Such an oxymoron.

Quote For The Day

"They were gay, chatty and even hilarious (such is the natural gift that woman have for deception)."

- William Somerset Maugham

Since...

Since my last posting, I have been to Kodaikanal and Goa in India, again. I love Kodaikanal, cool, cool and cool and Goa was hot, hot and hot.

And this year with a new resolution after Chinese New Year to not be melancholy, I travelled to Bali. With friends!!

I told myself that I would never go to Bali for reasons that it is over-rated, over populated with tourists and such; but it was the country-side that I loved, the endless small roads through villages, hills that you soak in the difference in language (on the signboards), the culture (during their religious activities), the arts (at their dance shows), the architecture (their homes and numerous shrines).

Even though I went with friends, knowing me and how I am, I ditched them at every opportunity I could to walk, amble along by myself, seeing things that they would not see the way I see it. I will visit again, maybe next year, and just head for the north area where it's less populated. We'll see..