Rudyard Kipling"
“When you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldier”
General Douglas MacArthur"
“We are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.”
“It is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.” “Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.
“The soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.”
“May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .” “The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
“Nobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
“It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint."
I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
On the 3rd of December I was driving back from KL, I attended a Milo sponsored Tae Kwan Do meet at the Cheras Badminton Stadium, I chaperoned my kid for the meet. I am not a speed fiend, I am only one when the need arises. On the way back there was a Police roadblock somewhere before Tapah, actually it was a speed trap. I slowed down and stopped, in my mind thinking that, "No way they are going to pull me over". The cop with a mail board looked at my plate number then at my face and indicated to me to go to the side.
I knew for a fact that I was not speeding, as I have this little toy known as a GPS, which guides me around Kuala Lumpur, which also prompts me, "Please slow down", whenever I exceed 105 kmph. I really do not believe in giving away hard earned money to the Police as fines. I asked the cop who came to attend to me, why was I being pulled over. He instead questioned me where I was coming from, why was I in KL and so on and so forth, I was not booked for speeding. I guess, I just happened to be a Malaysian of Indian origin. This is the season for Indian bashing. Merry Christmas.
