Tuesday, February 12, 2008

LIVING ON A PRAYER......THAT'S WHAT WE HAVE LEFT....

Last night I blogged about little Vwaishhnniva's mission, together with some 200 kids, to present roses to the Prime Minister. She also appealed to the Chairman of Sukaham to follow her to Parliament House, as a protector. We have had no response from these two......her only hope. She has nobody to turn two. Her hero, her father P Waytha Moorthy, is on self -imposed exile in London and cannot be here to take her hand to accompany her. We still have another 4 days to 16 February. Why is it that the PM and Sukahim Chief are so slow (or unwilling?) to respond.....?

It is not Guns & Roses these kids are bearing......just beautiful Malaysian grown RED & YELLOW ROSES, for God's sake......just roses and a prayer.....

I quote here a part of Malaysiakini's letter ( a prayerful appeal) from Vwaishhnnavi's father Waytha Moorthy:

I seek forgiveness of the Almighty for placing my only 5-year daughter on the forefront to face the possibility of the first round of tear gas and chemical laced water. Like any other child Vwaishhnnavi is a symbol of LOVE & AFFECTION. She is my only worldly treasure. I neither posses not property nor wealth. And I dedicate my only "treasure" for the cause of this suppressed community. I embrace the brave mother of this child for her determination, courage and commitment shown towards the struggle.

Vwaishhnnavi and many others of her age would brave the message of purity, truth, sincerity, and unselfishness for the sake of the future Indian generation.

May I invite all Malaysians irrespective of colour and creed to join us in this symbolic gesture to seek Justice for a marginalized community neglected, unattended forgotten for 50 years. Let us all declare Friday the 15th Feb a National Prayer Day for the Almighty to grand wisdom to leaders of our country to allow our future generation to express their message of Peace & Justice.

Let us all pray that the Prime Minister who claims that he has big ears to listen to grouses of all communities allow this child any many others including us to whisper the message of LOVE AND JUSTICE through the ROSES.

P.Waytha Moorthy
Chairman
HINDRAF
Currently in
London

What else have we got?....the hunger strike did not seem to elicit any sympathy from the government!



May be our Malysians overeas may be of some help.....lets hope.......they too are gathering....in

Malaysia

Date : 16th February 2008 (Saturday)
Venue : Parliament House Kuala Lumpur
Address: Jalan Parlimen, 50680, Kuala Lumpur
Time : 11.00 am

London

Date : 16th February 2008
Venue: High Commission of Malaysia, London
Address: Malaysian High Commission 45-46 Belgrave Square London
Time: 10am

Los Angeles USA

Date: February 16, 2008
Venue: In front of Consulate General of Malaysia, Los Angeles
Address: 550 South Hope Street, Suite 400, Los Angeles, CA 90071)
Time: 10am - 2pm

New York USA

Date : 16th February 2008 (Saturday)
Venue : Malaysian Consulate General of New York
Address: -313 East, 43rd Street, NY, NY 10017 Nearest Subway – Grand Central Time : 11.00 am - 1pm

If all these do not move the Prime Minister or at least one Parlimentarian....just one who dare to stand up to be counted......if nothing happens on 16 february....then we have to be LIVING ON A PRAYER.....................



Here's the lyrics to Bon Jovi's "Livin on a Prayer"

Once upon a time
Not so long ago

Tommy used to work on the docks
Unions been on strike
He’s down on his luck...its tough, so tough
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love - for love

She says we’ve got to hold on to what we’ve got
cause it doesn’t make a difference
If we make it or not
We’ve got each other and thats a lot
For love - well give it a shot

Chorus:
Whooah, were half way there
Livin on a prayer
Take my hand and well make it - I swear
Livin on a prayer

Tommy’s got his six string in hock
Now he’s holding in what he used
To make it talk - so tough, its tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers baby its okay, someday

We’ve got to hold on to what we’ve got
cause it doesn’t make a difference
If we make it or not
We’ve got each other and that’s a lot
For love - well give it a shot

Chorus

We’ve got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when its all that you’ve got


Chorus


see ya.....saturday.....16 february.....11.00am
at parliament house.





5 comments:

team bsg said...

We shall be deadly shocked if even one of the 2 absolutely confirmed recalcitrant not yet confirmed criminal "vips" meet the poor helpless messenger girl & co and startled beyond belief even if one acknowledges the flowery invite.

The truth is as they say not too hard to find and utter disappointment not too difficult to accept still we must for the sake of our own emotional state of sane health for the remainder of our wretched lives and so we wait with bated breath for the final countdown...

Anonymous said...

Zorro,

You are fighting a losing battle. Msia is gone.

zorro said...

Anon9.39. How did you conclude that I am fighting a battle? anyway, if I am really fighting a battle I would not include you in my rank as you are pure negativity...."losing battle....M'sia is gone"...if we are losing the battle it is because of creatures like you who warm their behinds and criticise from a distance!...trademarks of a coward, afraid to get into the fray...safer under mummy's skirt. I never like to say this to a fellow Malaysian(?) but the truth needs to be told. Please do not join us in our battle for change....the hokkiens will say "don't tin teh"...you might get into the way and then you may get zapped under "friendly fire" like now. Quick, run for your life....see mummy is already lifting her protective skirt,sarong or sari. Be safe ok but we will fight your battles!

Anonymous said...

Zorro,

Yes, please fight on my behalf. If you win, I guess I will enjoy the perks like lower fuel price and more freedom etc. But if you lose, I put in a good word to your mama that you are a hero etc etc.

In the meantime, I am going to catch a nice movie tonight.

Have fun fighting for my future, dude.

zorro said...

Anon8:42pm....fat chance i will fight your battle when you catch a nice movie. I fight no battle for cowards and wimps. Mama is 88 years old and dont need no worm to tell her that her son is a hero. She knews that as a mother of a son who saved two kids from drowning at the mountain stream called Burmese Pool in Taiping. and that son of hers was just 12 years old. You think you are capable of saving your children when what you think about is having others fight your battle whilst you watch a mover. How pathetic....I hate spineless maggots. I can smell you....so if you come in again, just be forewarned that your odour is quite easy to detect.You seleep well? Do you?