Current death toll: (from channel news asia)
(All figures are preliminary)
Bangladesh: 2
East Africa: 133
India: 12,419
Indonesia: 35,502
Malaysia: 64
Maldives: 55
Myanmar: 36
Sri Lanka: 21,715
Thailand: 1,538
Total: 68,464
This is getting seriously depressing. I thought they estimated the amount of deaths to be 55 000. Now its reaching 70 000. Innalillah.
I cried in the mrt reading about this mom who loss hold of her daughter in the water. The mom survived, the daughter died.
I cried watching the news. Watching the bodies, all black and blue, bloated stomachs, and expression of horror on their faces, their bodies frozen in weird positions. It is, a horibble way to die. I pray to God i won't die in that manner. Insyallah.
The other half's friend, Shafin, is in Maldives. I pray for his safety.
Lame rantings of an aunt: "Astarfirullah! So many dead! Now Malaikat Munkar and Nakir cannot ask questions one by one, they have to ask in a whole class. Lets hope all these people have been good, so easy clearance. If not the Malaikats have to overtime! ahahhahahahaha!"
Oh God. the entire family is as lame as me. Anyway pardon if she sounds mocking or whatsoever, we were all so depressed and quiet watching the news, so perhaps she was trying to lighten the situation.
After the big hoohaa (created by yours truly), it is thouroghly disappointing. Now what i've expected it to be.
In my opinion, there were not enough materials to actually speak for the Malay history. The descriptions were brief, and there was not really much to get hyped about, as i've seen some (most) of the exhibits in Malaysian museums.
And i do not know for what reason, they actually cordoned off the "kampung" and "sixties house" exhibits. I was irritated lah, as in the kampung house, i saw alot of pictures and interesting articles.
Maybe the filming that was going on should be blamed. Buggers.
My family went in, and got out, in less den half an hr. Practically conquered the whole museum, as it was empty when we got in (exemption of the filming crew which entered when we were in the midst of leaving).
We combed the area, only finding the batik guy drawing batik. I was amazed at his professionalism and speed. It was like wooh! haha. I attempted drawing a batik once, but the result was a mishmash of read and black unidentified blots. haha!
To our dismay, the pottery workshop was closed. So we only managed to peek in and gawk at the materials on display.
I am making a call to all those who have "ancient" malay artefacts at home! Please please donate your stuff to the museum. Pretty pretty please. There's not even a gambus there. Boohoohoo.
Ok to balance of this rather sad and depressing entry, mom bought me a new blouse from New Line. 39 bucks! woohoo! One more striped blouse to add to my stripey wardrobe. (the clothes in it are stripey, not the wardrobe itself). heh.
