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Saturday, 31 October 2015

Visit to Orchid Garden

My first and may be my last to visit this garden.Nothing great to attract me for a return visit and toilet not well maintained.

Thursday, 29 October 2015

Riderside Development

Some river are better to be left on their own..Sungai Gali,Beris,Kelantan.

Some rivers have great potential for riverside development,but nothing much was done.-Sungai Kelantan.

Some rivers have undergone redevelopment and became great tourism attractions like the above in Melaka.

Friday, 23 October 2015

It takes time..

Indeed it takes time to see things..

The above photo was taken yesterday (22 Oct.,2015) when I was at Pullman Hotel,Putrajaya to pick up my son who was giving a lecture there.While waiting for him,I was invited by his colleague to have high tea with him.We had great conversation about training and doing business with government departments and agencies.As we talked my eyes wandered around the area and I was mersmerised by the beautiful archictecture around me.Before going home,I walked around and snapped a few photos with my smart phone Note3.If only I have my Fujifilm XT1 with me..

It was not my first visit to Pullman Hotel but it was my first high tea here.When I sat down on the chair and look around me,then only my eyes really started seeing the grandeur of the hotel and its intricate designs all over the facades of the buildings.I was intoxicated by the beauty all over me.Previously,I only saw all these as I was walking and never really stop to see as they are.Everything is in passing because we were in a hurry to get to our next destination.In fact,I could conclude we see nothing as we were passing through.It is just like we are flipping through the pages of a novel and never really read any paragraphs there.To really see,we have to take time and ponder upon what we see,then what we think and hopefully what we feel.My hobby in photography helps me a lot in the act and the art of seeing things.

In life,there is nothing to rush.Things will come your way as you keep moving and first enjoy what you are,what you have  and where you are.I had missed a lot of good moments because I was rushing.Over the last 50 years of my adult life,I have learnt that no matter how much planning and efforts to get where I want to be,only Allah will decide when I shall arrive.

As a traveller in this journey of life,remember always our destination but never forget to enjoy your journey.By the way,do not be amused and seduced by a few R&R's along your way.You have a destination to arrive before you run out of your fuel and time.

As a muslim poet and sufi used to say:Oh My Lord,if I am lost,please find me at Your door.InsyaAllah.

Sunday, 18 October 2015

Train-My preferred mode of transportation

Traffic jams are getting worse everyday and I am getting older at the same time.Getting stuck at the Sungai Besi Toll for half an hour and crawling into the city via MEX Hihgway are intolerable.I am already 63 years.My preferred choice to go to KL is by Komuter Train from UKM,near my house in Bandar Baru Bangi.

After doing my business or personal errands in KL,I will look for a nice cafe to sit down and relax-enjoy my cup of tea and wash the world  goes by.Most people are busy doing something or going some where.As I sit ,I reflect on my life many decades ago and I take time to write my personal journal in my notebook.

Before I catch my train back to Bangi,I will walk around and snap some cool photos.I am now a seriuos amteur photographer who is taking every opportunity to improve my photos to tell a better story to make this world a better place for mankind. How do I go about doing that tall order? I will shoot photos that make others to do something for themselves and others.

Saturday, 17 October 2015


I got to know this concept of HEALTHY PARK,HEALTHY PEOPLE when I joined the Committee of PUTRAJAYA INTER PARK RIDE more than five years ago.Its main objective is to get the people to visit public parks.According to a study by an Australian body that there is a possitive correlation of being healthy for people who visit parks as part of their life style.We started with about 30 riders about 4 years ago and the grand finale record was more than 3000 riders.Nowadays,Putrajaya is the place to ride and the place where many national cycling events take place.As they say,the rest is history.

Cycling as a sport is quite successful but a lot of efforts and time are needed to get the masses to visit the parks regularly and live an active and healthy lifestyle.

Putrajaya has many beautiful and well maintained public parks.My favourites are Taman Saujana Hijau,The Promenade,The Botanical Garden,The Boardwalk,Taman Wawasan,Chancerry Garden,Taman Wetlands,Water Sports  Centre and Taman Seri Empangan.Sadly,not many people visit and walks in the above mentioned gardens.On weekends,Majority of Malaysians flock to Shopping Complexes for shopping and eating.Old habits die hard.

Public health costs government a  billions ringgit a year.Our lifestyle contribute to many Malaysians having diabetes,high blood pressure and heart diseases.On the 10.10.2015,the Sport Ministry launched our National Sports Day so that we can become a sporting nation.All these events are just  "sport projects".We need more than that.The nation needs a CHANGE MANGEMENT PLAN  to move from where we are now to the Desired Destination.

Wednesday, 14 October 2015

Driving taxi

Last Monday,I used MyTeksi apps to get a ride to Putrajaya Sentral and later catch a Transit ERL to KLIA2.It is cheaper that way because my wife and me are senior citizens who get discount about 50% if we use railway services like ERL and LRT.In less than one minute after I clicked the apps button,I got a call from a cabbie who not oly accpeted my booking but offer me a discount ride all the way from Bangi to KLIA.

He is in late 20s.When he arrived at my home,he took my luggages and put them in the bonnet.Along the way,I asked me why he decided to be a taxi driver.He hailed from Slim River and came to KL after his SPM(MCE/O Level).He did all the odd jobs to feed him and later ended working in a hotel house-keeping department.With low pay,he could not save even RM100 a month.After a few years,he resigned and became a taxi driver.His income started from RM2000 and now with MyTeksi,his income is about RM6000 a month!And according to him a few of his friends are raking even RM10,000 a month.Now, I understand why traditional taxi drivers are making noises about Uber and Car-sharing initiatives.

When we arrived ,he took out my luggages and put them on the trolley.I paid him RM50.That is what I call a service.He must had learnt during his hotel days.I am very happy for him.On the way to check in,I was thinking hard-I am in the wrong business!

Sunday, 11 October 2015

Walking The streets of Kota Bharu

Last week,I was in Kota Bharu on business trip and l took the opportunity to walk the streets of Kota Bharu aka KB from River View Hotel to KB Bus Station.It was a nostalgic walk for me as the showers of memory came down to my mind as I parked my car next to Wisma LKIM.Immediately,I remember the Lido Pawagam and the Tanah Rendah Sekebun Bunga where there were dozens of food stalls.Now,it is where River View Hotel  is standing.

As I walked the streets toward KB Bus Station,I passed through rows of old shophouses.I remember walking here more than 50 years ago with my mother on her shopping trip for clothings and food supplies.In the 60's and 70's we did not have shopping complexes like KB Mall,TESCO etc.All shopping was done inside the traditional rows of shophouses surrounding the KB Central Market aka Pasar Besar.As I walked along the shop front passageway aka 'kaki lima',I noticed that the shopping activities has slowed down and moved to new shopping complexes and bazaars.The retail industry is going to modern shopping complexes and the old shophouses are seen struggling to remain in business.To survive this on slaught of big businesses,they have to remain relevant to the new shoppers as my generation of shopper are fading away.

Below is the photo of Pasar Besar KB after it was renovated.It looks almost completed but it is still not open for business.I have a lot of childhood memories inside this market place,especially the nearby  Kedai Makan Sumatra and the Merican Dispensary,a famous private clinic frequented by my late father.

I was looking for Poh Wah Tailor around the area but could not find it.It was the shop where I  made my first coat in 1973 to wear on my first BOAC international flight from Kuala Lumpur to Heathrow,England.

This trishaw is called teksi in Kelantan.

I suggest to my friends who hailed from KB to do a Photowalk Around KB and tell us more stories.New buildings are going up but I am the city planning to say the least.I have yet to see the so called Bandaraya Islam despite many domes topping the KB skyline.May I propose jus a simple green city-clean,friendly and safe.To me,that is a good beginning to be Bandaraya Islam.

Friday, 9 October 2015

Green water

It is cool to be green.Major cities world wide are going green and I have green eyes looking at their efforts when the cities of my country are going concrete. Green buildings and landscapes turn me on but last week I have a green encounter of the third kind-green pond located near the beautiful picnic areas at Pantai Irama,Bachok ,Kelantan.I saw green water.As a water engineer,my eyes turned green with anger.Thank God I did not turned into a menacing Incredible Hulk and ran amok around the town.I told myself to remain cool and forget that I am an engineer and wear my other cap as a photographer.Below are two shots I like  to share with my fellow readers:

Nice to look and take photos,but the smell is bad.Many,many years ago,the water was clean and there was  a group of chalets around this pond.Now,it was neglected and became a dumping ground.The Majlis Daerah Bachok must do something urgently-clean the water or fill it up.Failing which ,the image of Pantai Irama will be adversely affected.

Water pollution can be seen all over the country.Many of our rivers are badly polluted and the campaign Love Our River has lost it voice.Even the signboards of Love Our River had fallen down and got washed away in broken pieces floating down the rivers.What a sad story.One glaring example is Sungai Air Hitam that passes through Bandar Baru Bangi.

About 97% of our raw water source for our drinking water comes from the rivers.And yet,we are treating our rivers like major sewers.Talking about sewers,IWK is still struggling to keep our waste water acceptable before the water joins our natural waterways.By the way,Kelantan until today,does not have a company like IWK to manage their waste water.Only God knows when environmental disaster will take place.

Sunday, 4 October 2015

Haze Season 2015

It started in the last week of August,2015.My family and I were shrouded by haze all the way when we left Arau all the way to Bangi.We travelld by car via PLUS Highway.Entering the KL City Centre,I hardly could see the clusters of tall flat at Mont Kiara.

I read that two meetings were postphoned between Malaysia and Indonesia counter part to resove this perennial issues.So far,I donot know whether the two have ever managed to sit down and talk to one another.But what I am sure is nothing much have been because this morning the API for Putrajaya is 235 and Shah Alam has exceeded 300!

What will be tomorrow API?It is any body's guess.

On a few occassions,schools had to be closed and our lives are badly interuppted and disrupted.I heard a deafening elegant silence from our government and the Indonesian givernment.Semua buat bodoh and the rakyat suffered in silence and some fell sick.

When it rains,we will know where our roofs are leaking.When we have flood,we know which drains have most rubbish.When we have from our Indonesia neigbour,we know what kind of neighbour we have and we know how caring is our leaders for our well being.A friend told me not depend on our country leaders and he asked me to pray for the rainfalls.

My prayers:May Allah save us from our own follies and give us better leaders.

Below is a photo taken behind Alamanda, Putrajaya. By today,I don't think I could see any birds around.

Friday, 2 October 2015

My 63rd Birthday

First my thanks and gratitude to Allah for His rahmah on me that I am still alive at 63 years old and in generally good health.Thank you,My Lord-Allahu Rabbul 'Alamin for everything you have given to me.May I live the rest of my life in the state of obedience and taqwa to You,Ya Allah.

This year ,I  chose to be at home with my wife to enjoy a quiet birthday.I read my favourite story book and my wife did some cooking for two of us.All of children are working now.Two had already got married and I have now four grand children.However,my online community at Facebook was very busy.There was a flurry of Happy Birthday greetings and doas for my birthday.I lost count but the number almost touched 200.It started as early as 3am for the last two days.The simplest mesaage is just hbd to me and the more complex messages came in photos and long text.These birthday messages came from my relatives,close friends, my online groups members  (cycling/ photography/ palm) and alumni.During the old days of blogs and emails,I never receive more then 50 birthday greetings.Now Facebook make it easier for everyone to know their friend's birthday and to send greeting messages.To those who took time to send greetings and doas for me,may I thank you very much and God bless all of you.

At 40,I was wondering whether I could live to 50 because a few of my peers had passed away.At 50,I also wondered whether I could live to 60 as more of friends and relatives passed away.At 60,I told myself  not to count years but count every Friday and be grateful to Allah for His mercy on me to keep me alive until the next Friday.In our family,I become one of the senior members.It means that I am on the next on line.Birthdays are milestones on my journeys of life.As the years went by,the numbers of milestones increases and the distance to destination is getting nearer..

Looking back,I don't have much to tell and what matters more at this age, as a muslim, is to live a life of taqwa.I must keep changing myself for the better before I am called to meet Allah.As the wise Al-Rumi said,"When I was clever I want to change the world.Now,I am wise,I want t change myself".I have seen the world in the last 50 years and know what it was.Now,I must spend more time getting ready for the next world.InsyaAllah.

To me,birthday is not only a day to celebrate but also a day to cry..

Once again,thank you everyone for being a good friend to me.Thank you Ya Allah for every thing and please keep me on the right path until I come to you.