Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Would You Think Otherwise?

Early morning breakfast with my dear friend, I spot two Muslims on the next table. They could be from the Middle East, Pakistan, or Afghanistan. It doesn't matter. They all look the same.

Wearing weird clothes designed for the 19th century, they eat their food with hands and chew without closing their mouths.

"So, which terrorist organization you belong to?" I ask them.

They swear at me, and the look on their faces tells me they are pissed. "What makes you think we are terrorists?" one of them asks me.

I ask them, "You are Muslims, right?" They nod. "So now, everyone who is not a Muslim thinks Muslims or those who believe in Islam are connected with one terrorist group or the other. And yes, don't scorn at me. Following what your community has done around the world, would anyone think otherwise?"

Both of them threaten to beat me up. Fortunately, my friend interferes and drags me away from that restaurant.


Monday, June 19, 2006

The Wrath Of Buddha!

They fucked up, again. Shouldn't they dismantle their crappy system?


Monday, June 12, 2006


Following my two months' meditation, Buddha finally decided to visit me.

There I was, sitting under a tree, when he appeared and said, "OK Wanker, I am pleased by your meditation and what have you. As a result, I grant you a single wish. Ask whatever you want, and you will get it."

After thinking for a while, I said, "O Lord, there is only one way everyone can be eternally happy. And it's a simple way - Destroy the universe and everything in it. That way, no one or nothing will exist, and therefore, no one will be unhappy."

Upon hearing, Buddha was a bit shocked, and apparently taken aback. He said, "Look Wanker, you are asking for a tad too much. Forget the universe, but right now my sights are on the Ngong Ping 360 cable car transportation system that is irritating and upsetting me."

Well, what can I say? I can't be selfish and insist he executes my wish. It seems he has his own problems on his mind, or rather in his vicinity. But talking about the cable car, why do we need crap boxes dangling from equally crappy cables around Hong Kong? And I don't think Buddha appreciates lazy people visiting him in cable cars.

What gives? Can anyone illuminate me? Many thanks in advance.