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Friday, 05 June 2009

  • nenek
    it has been 36 years, since i last saw her.
    but yet, the memories are crystal clear to me,
    i still long for her, not a moment passed by,
    and for that, alone forever, shall i be.

    the unspoken stories, 
    amidst tears and laughter behind closed doors of panti wredha.

    soon.

    *panti wredha : old folks' home, indonesia

     

Wednesday, 03 June 2009

  • The Unconventional Decision -- While they stand by their beliefs, We, defend our science.

    fgm

    Female Genital Mutilation. To the minds of thousands of human rights activists all around the world, it is, indeed a barbaric act in its most vicious way. Some say it is based on custom, while some shouts violation of human rights. The existence of a rather indistinct border between religion and custom makes confusion inevitable. Tolerance in Islam, agrees on restriction to severity, mentioning the mildest form and miniscule act of removing a segment of the skin from the female prepuce without harming or ceasing the female's rights to her daily life (sexual pleasures). It is mentioned, in one of Prophet Muhammad SAW hadeeth, who have passed by a women performing circumsicion on a young girl, that:

    "Cut off only the foreskin (outer fold of skin over the clitoris; the prepuce) but do not cut off deeply (i.e. the clitoris itself), for this is brighter for the face (of the girl) and more favorable with the husband." [8] 

    while some cultures, quite understandably,

    carry out the ritual in its most extreme form as a must, to fulfill some of the intense traditional requirements in their culture (mostly africa and some parts of asia & middle east),

    clitorodectomy and infibulation.

    sss

    It is indeed, a difficult task to solve.

    Customs and traditions are not merely beliefs one can choose to ignore over sudden NGO mind-attacks and protests. Thousands of years in the making are radiating and screaming superstitious beliefs. So it is best to get into their minds and try to decipher the hidden meanings. We should ask ourselves, who are we to deny what is believed to be right to others? One of the stories goes like this: 

    A female bomoh, performs female circumsicion (or in some countries, who obviously oppose it, calls it FGM or female genital mutilation) out of fear. Fear of death and fear of breaching the sacred tradition. The belief is that, when a child is born from an uncircumcised women's (those who haven't got their clitoris removed) vagina, her clitoris will 'travel' to her head, from her body, to her nose, up to her head. And she will die. So does her child. And family members.

    So you see, while we agitate on the harshest and cruelest things that one can do to others, certain rituals that they perform in their culture, are in fact, the essence of their living. The reason of their existance.  A protective shield towards all sorts of evil they can possibly imagine. No force needed, just their pure surrender to what they believe in, discarding the possibilities of serious health problems (infection, infertility and even death)

    So as medical doctors, or activist, what is the best solution we can offer?

    Just this morning we had a lecture/panel discussion with dr Mahar on the role of environment, socio-economic background and beliefs in ones well being -- not just, medicine and drugs. It was an interesting topic, as these aspects of daily living can intimately affect the health, and heck, the life of a person.

    Our first and foremost responsibility, is to treat and DO NO HARM to others-- the first pillar of bioethics, while taking into consideration the culture and background of the patient. Which contradicts with the next aspect of bioethics in some instances--autonomy. So dilemma occurs when there is a clash between beneficience to the patient and autonomy. Some religion prohibits blood transfusion, though how deadly the consequences are from not agreeing to the procedure. So how do we deal with this problem?

    And it doesn't stop there,
    A doctor should also consider the legislative law and acts relating to the required procedure. A quote from my lecturer: 

    "apa yang baik tidak semestinya benar, dan apa yang benar, tidak semestinya legal."
    .dr edy mulyono.

    So friends, be prepared for the challenges ahead and expect the unexpected.
    It might just not measure up to something we'd signed up for.

     

Saturday, 30 May 2009

  • we were stopped abruptly while walking pass the scanner and security.
    nothing like the others, our hearts skipped a few beats.
    next thing we knew though, we were digging through her stuff to avoid paying the ridiculous amount just for a few extra kgs.
    sat for awhile to prolong the remaining time we have together,
    drank ice lemon tea and green tea while being passive smokers to those idiots behind us.

    just smile, a good cover, to hide my sadness.
    my loyal monthly visitor came, and i was in pain.
    either that, or i was avoiding any feelings that will make this more painful,

    right until.
    she, who never drops a tear in my presence, weeps.
    the existing merciless pain became worst, now in my upper quadrants.
    truthfully, it was more than that for her,
    i was the boss, the kak long for the longest time,
    the port where she took her own sweet time being dependant.
    on me.
    and on my parents.

    but since july 07, she had to take that role,
    while i was gone.
    and now, meeting me seems to bring back those sweet feeling of shelter for her,
    same to be said for me, only not shelter, but protectiveness.
    i was the boss again.
    the boss who loves her subjects more than her life.
    and those moment ended right before she had to face the real world, back home.

    nevertheless, those times we spent together, was an amazing if not, fantastic one.
    i was in ease, and now reinforced by the sight and aura of her charisma,
    i am certain now, she will be a better "boss" than me. a wiser one.
    and she will love her subjects more. more than anything that is important for her, combined.
    i am certain and i have no doubts.

    being a kakak is the most wonderful position anyone could ask for.
    you see the transformation.
    their moodswings and their confused phase. (heck, even now i'm still confused on certain things! haha)
    and you see their hopeful expectations.
    the ones you had when you were their age.
    and the ones you've never been given the opportunity to obtain.
    you pray everyday, they will be happy and loved the way you were loved, even better.
    and get all the wonderful things in life, if not more.

    these are one of the few things, that taught me the things i needed to know.
    and the reason for that, is god, and my family.
    and my beautiful friends around me.

    the difference you make in people's life are of no joking matter.
    the role you were put into by god, is much more than a name you fill in biodatas.
    it is the reason why people around you is shaped the way they are.
    and how they affect YOU tremendously by that change.

    i saw that today.
    and i felt that sense of enlightment.
    in that one single drop of tear.
    she has changed me.
    as i have changed her.

    you take care budak.

    i love you.

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    depression happens when home comes to you,
    and the next thing you know/realize,
    she's going home.

    i hate airports.
    especially when it means that i'll be taking the cab alone.
    oh yes,
    i hate airports.


    will miss you. (and those endless hours together)
    i rarely cry.
    but i think tomorrow will mark it's appearance.
    take care sister.

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