Twirls & Curls











{October 13, 2006}   Unveiling The Women

The other day some British friends asked me what I thought about the whole new idea of banning veils(/scarves/tudungs.) 

As you probably would – or might not – know, there is this whole debate here in London on whether Muslim women should be asked to remove their veil. At first glance, especially me coming from a Muslim country, this seems like a gross infringement of human rights and religious freedom. And it probably is. And please, before I continue to elaborate on this topic, I want to say that I don’t know where I stand on this matter. Honestly, I don’t think I really need to decide anyway. It’s not my country. But it is an interesting topic to discuss, innit?

The sad thing about reality is that when a few of us mess up, the innocent masses end up being punished alongside. For example, due to the terrorist attacks by radical Muslims, Muslims all over the world are subjected to a significant amount of suspicioun. Because some politicians have rather questionable morals, the integrity of any politician is viewed as rather discreditable. And on a milder note, why is the first impression of an American teenage girl  that comes to mind a ditsy blonde saying “oh like totally”.

The truth is, it is human nature to be slightly more apprehensive about Muslims considering what events have taken place in the span of the last five years. But the intellectuals inside of us remind us that one doesn’t represent all. I remember my host-dad in Holland saying that the veil (covering the entire face except the eyes) hampers education. (He was a school teacher.) He said this simply because with a veil, it was very difficult to judge the emotions and level of understanding of the student. In other words, a teacher cannot tell for sure if the message is getting through. Which is a fair arguement, I would say.

Besides that, a number of people have related to me stories of their horrific experience with ‘women’ who are completely covered from head-to-toe. Most times, they weren’t even women! (In the stories, I mean.) And to be fair – wouldn’t dressing so guardedly draw suspicion? I know the arguement is that they are not to attract the attention of men – but honestly, are men so weak that even the slightest hint of a waistline can turn them on??? As aware as I am of men’s phenomenally unbelievable high sex-drive, I really don’t think it’s that uncontrollable. And, personally, I think men should be taught to control their eager desires instead of shoving the responsibility to the fairer gender.

On the other hand, going to the extend of removing the veil completely seems rather harsh. I mean, how different is a veil from a hat or a hood? It covers about the same amount – but one is for fashion (or neccessity) and the other religious. Telling someone they can’t wear a veil is practically telling them “I don’t respect what you believe in.” While we may not understand the reasons of their habit, who are we to tell them how to dress? It’s just as bad as imposing your own values on others.

Oh well anyway, back to the point. I don’t know where I stand. But I reckon freedom of religion and freedom of dressing and freedom to simply believe in something is very important, so perhaps I’ll lean more toward the conservative stand.



{October 13, 2006}   Us in Our Suits

Us in our oversized boilersuits

Just wanted to put this up so that you guys could get an idea of how ridiculous we must’ve looked! And this doesn’t even show you how long and low our pants go! (Oh sorry, over here we call it trousers.) Too bad Bear wasn’t ard to join the pic :(



{October 6, 2006}   Attack of the Green

It’s hard to imagine that just last week I was still in Malaysia. Really. Summer holidays seem now like such a long time ago. My London life took such short a time to get into gear that it’s hard to imagine just last week, I was kicking back and relaxing in good ol’ sunny Malaysia. Good ol’ sunny Malaysia indeed – where the weather is predictable, and if it rains, it pours for a good whole hour or so and then leaves you to enjoy the warm sun again. Damn English weather. I actually forgot how cold and dreary London is till I got here. The winds are so strong and the sky is never a lighter shade than grey.

There are a few things I forgot about London actually. Like how weird the British accent is – and how I tend to speak with an accent as well when speaking to foreigners.  It’s a really strange phenomenon – I don’t have a consistent one. It keeps changing depending on the nationality and accent of the person I’m conversing with. Weird weird. But nevertheless, I still haven’t truly mastered the art of communicating with the British. Today I said something to Harry (who is a British guy) and he politely nodded and smiled in response. That gave it away immediately. He had no clue what I had just said.

Since I’ve gotten back, each day has been exhausting. I guess it’s probably due to the fact that I came back so late. It was straight to classes, dinners, meeting up, sorting bills, organizing events (mostly MSoc), etc.  Even I’m surprised! I thought at least the first week would be slow. Unfortunately, my department hasn’t changed very much. They insist as always to keep us on our toes. On the first day itself, we had lectures from 10 am right up to 4pm, followed by a mingling session with the juniors/seniors till 7pm.

Today I had my first Manufacturing Technology Lab. It was quite fun actually, doing all the drilling, cutting, bending, etc. Not to mention fulfilling. You do get a sense of joy from creating something with your own hands. So what if my metal  box looks a little dodgy -it has “GurlWithCurlz”embossed onto it man!!!! Talk about tailor-made equipment. We all had to wear these green jumpsuits for safety reasons. They were pretty cool actually, with the words “Bioengineering” embroidered accross. Unfortunately, the jumpsuits were all too big for *The Girls & I, considering our ‘petite’ stature. (Don’t you dare try to use the more common term.) We even concluded that it’s probably more hazardous wearing the jumpsuits ’cause we keep tripping on the trailing legs & sleeves! Haha, speaking of which… when we had our short morning break, all of us were just too damn lazy to take off our jumpsuits that we walked into the *JCR decked from head-to-toe in our very conspicious green uniforms. We turned a lot of heads. Seriously… they didn’t even pretend not to stare. They literally pointed at us and giggled. Ok ok. So we looked like a bunch of morons in dire need of some fashion help, but that doesn’t mean you have to be rude about it.

Anyway, tomorrow starts off early with another Manufacturings Technology Lab, so I should get to bed. Goodnight.

* The Girls = Alina, Vanee, Veronica/Hoiga, Abeera
* JCR = Junior Common Room



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