Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Graduation Day


What does graduation actually means to you? Exactly one year fom my departure from University, I came back once again not as a graduate but a switch of role, as a guest on my sister graduation ceremony, to witness her graduated as a master. Truth be told, I wasn't feeling it at all, not feeling it one year ago and not feeling it now either, I am not trying to be a prick, or an asshole to spoilt anyone's mood but I can't help but wonder what graduation actually means to you, as everytime I look around, I saw happy innocent faces thinking the worst has passed.

6 years ago, I stepped into that very ground, cursing my way to hell, wondering what the heck I have gotten myself into and when will this end. I was back then... trying to fast forward my life, not living it. All I hope for was the day of my graduation come a wee bit faster, but that wasn't the way, and definitely not what university is all about, I had missed what education really mean, in fact I think I had lost it since the day I started primary. Schooling from that day on, was merely a specific sets of procedures that we as human has to follow, and as graduation day comes, the more i felt foolish having to spent that 5 years of my life, just so I could step onto that stage for less than a minute and to be handed with an empty scroll. And like most of graduates, looking bright and shinny on the outside but merely an empty scroll with nothing inside. And then it hit me hard, I'm studying for the wrong reason, I'm studying not because of wanting to become a person with intellect, but merely to satisfy the societal criteria of what a person should be at a certain age.

6 years after, I wish I had done it differently. As life for me now, are not meant to be fast forward.... no matter good or bad, life are meant to be slow cook, simmer till perfection, live every moment as thou there's no tomorrow, learn and do things with passion, even with the darnest thing you're asked to do. Your university certificate doesn't guarantee success in life, but is the attitude and the way how you look at life that determines where you belong later on. I was just a foolish person back then, but as of now I am trying in every single way to live life passionately, starting with enjoying a cup of coffee in the morning rather than merely drinking it.

Friday, August 17, 2012

Yau Char Kuai @ 9 Tingkat Malacca


'If cannot wait... then please go. ' 

Wow, here's a boss with an attitude. I'm standing from the a corner waiting for my 'Yau Char Kuai' to be ready. I can't help but wonder why people are still willing to wait and stay quiet despite being bad mouthed by the boss. So do I, I'm one of the pathetic fucker who stand by their waiting so patiently for food. I felt embarrass with myself, I have no shame at all, pretending to not hear, not know what the bad mouthed boss was saying while silently deep down, I curse his business goes into flame, while a moment later on I pray again that God had not realize my curse or else I will not be able to eat this again. 

Things people do for food... you wait and wait and wait... looking at the Sifu, gracefully moving his knife and skillful handwork across the work table, cutting everything equally in shape, finely and decently, adding his signature press on the dough before deep frying. And on and on... his bad mouth continues and the customers continues to ignore, tolerate all because in the name of good food. 


and finally... a quick exchange of money and product I left the crime scene... feeling guilty and emotional like I don't deserve this shit kind of feeling... as thou I had just visited a brothel, got rape instead and my money got ripped off and being bad mouthed still. Bringing with me sorrow and a product of horrible experience that could only be compensate by a nice cup of coffee and a bite of the damn good 'yau char kuai'... the only Kuai that's left is me.  

Friday, August 10, 2012

Traditional Neighborhood Businesses


I may not understand fully, how traditional neighborhood businesses still survive this days, as with giant hypermarket coming up, slashing prices in half, buying and selling in bulk, small neighborhood business just couldn't compete and is losing in every single ways.  


When I was young, I used to followed my aunt to the grocery when I am not having classes in the morning... those were some gruesome period which I would never understand, cause it always involved long, draggy conversation and less buying. Why buy here? There are less variety and price aren't that cheap either. 

It took me sometime before I realize that the shop owner is not striving on cheaper price or better produce but merely opening day by day, to keep them occupy and have something to do and work around, especially when their young ones had already been working elsewhere. This neighborhood business gives people a sense of home, warm feeling where everyone in the neighborhood knows each other, buying stuffs are more like secondary for the aunties and grandma, but more of joining a social club where they talk, say hello and keep conversation going before is time to grab their produce home and cook a lunch or dinner for the family. As their once big family is now getting smaller, they could easily buy produce in smaller portion, just enough so they could come by here again in the next morning and keep the conversation alive. At times, when the owner is in a good mood, he/ she might throw in some extras for you in the bag. 

Kudos to all that still able to keep their business alive at such tough times!




Friday, August 3, 2012

Shanghai Night View

酒不醉人,人自醉。。。夜上海。。。你很可能就这样爱上他。。。

One night in Shanghai... That's all I am asking for...

Arriving in Hotel, drop my bag, grab my camera and storm right out the room. I have to see this.. Is my last night here, and the lights will be off after 10pm. Damn... you Shanghai. I was still calculating whether I should walked, or train or to grab a taxi when I walked out from my room, down the hall way and exiting the lobby. 

And right in front of me, a taxi drove in. Without second thought I hopped right on, 'to The Bund please~.' 


One has to be here to truly believe, how mesmerizing the night view is. I was really feeling it as soon as I stepped out from the Taxi, ok may be I was exaggerating as 'Live My Life' from Far East Movement was playing out loud from my ear phone. But nevertheless it is one fucking nice place to be at, and probably no definitely one of the most well known places in the world. 


'The Bund' stretches one mile along the bank of Huangpu river, and house dozens of historical building which were now owned by the government. There are 52 buildings of various architectural style along the area, it was windy tonight and rain just passed, the clouds were moving quickly when you looked up the sky. In Shanghai, is hard to have a clear sky, all day long it was all hazy and grey with big clouds forming right at the top. Reminds me of Saola Typhoon which is hitting Taiwan at the moment, if Shanghai will be affected as well. 


Is a place where couples gathered, and tourist rushing to post and snapping pictures, afraid that the night might just slip away. Dense skyscrapers with moving light brighten up the sky, it was a moment of awesomeness, one could just stand there for long hours and never wanted to leave. The slow breeze that's coming perfected the moments, a little music and some beverage would be awesome. Despite a little regret on my end, that I only get to see it on the very last day of my stay here in Shanghai, but I am still grateful that I took the step out from my hotel, even though I am tired as hell, no regrets for such view! 

Monday, July 30, 2012

Learn to Wait


One month has gone by swiftly and I am finally back home. Looking back at time, I had definitely a good run, 2 more months and it will be one full year at work, is tough no doubt but even if I could turn back time, I would still be doing the same. There's much more to learn and see, and that's what kept me going, I am new to this world, curious, excited and hunger for more, both knowledge, experiences and stories from all walks of life. 



Birds can fly high, from the top, they were able to see things from miles away; but they could also fly low, or at times to stop and look at things in detail. 

This life I am having right now, has indeed taught me a lot, especially on the way I look at things. Life isn't always about moving forward, at times it involves a bit more of waiting. Whether you're waiting for a plane, queuing for tickets, application and processes, it comes in all sorts of form and has and always will be part of our life, but you just never realize as you're too focus on what's next. If I were to add up all the waiting time for the past month, the duration would probably sum up to 2-3 days which I could use to do anything I want, but you can't and that's life. 

Remember I was hold up for an extra semester during university years due to unforeseen issue, and I was really mad that time, especially with the school authorities, getting all work up, cursing, scolding, bad mouthed the school, and of course worried about things that I couldn't control. But at the end, nothing change and I still studied for an extra semester as requested, so what the fuck right? To think back, I was a joke and it was really foolish of me acting that way. 

That extra semester actually helped me, I managed to spread my course hours in the extra semester, had more free time to roam around, managed to excel in my studies and got out just in time for Siemens to take me in, it was like someone up there wanted me to see this through, and I am thankful.  

So when life keeps you waiting, have a nice cup of coffee instead.

Friday, July 27, 2012

Evening in Erlangen

Travel has indeed enable me to get more in touch with the world, but at the same time it also made me realize how far I was from understanding the world and most probably I would never come close no matter how hard I try, as it is evolving every single day from the moment you draw your first breath and even at your last. 

Erlangen has been kind with me, showering me with sunny sky and chilling breeze, the part I love most was cycling to classes every single morning, realizing part of my dream of studying abroad, I don't have a clear plan if that will ever realize but for now I am deeply satisfied and enjoying every single moment I have here. 


Having to travel from one place to another and being able to be in class the next day in the morning, is definitely not an easy task to do, towards the end of my period I was feeling the exhaustion and truth be told, after 8 hours of training from 8 in the morning, by the time it ends, all I wanted to do was to soak in my room, lazying around, having music play, do some reading and sleep till the next morning. 

But today was a little different... my wallet gives me a reason or better a need, to cycle out to town as Euros in my wallet was running low and Geldautomat is no where to be seen around my hotel area, however a ATM withdrawal session ended up with me spending hours chilling by the park at Schlossgarten, sipping coffee and taking in the vibe of Erlangen town. 

I am at the stage where I can't do without coffee, is like my daily drug to keep me going. In fact any will do but there were some that I found doesn't keep me going, for example the plain coffee that was served by the hotel every morning. I started of my day with a cup of coffee from the coffee machine in the cafeteria, pretty awesome what a machine could do, a good cup of latte machiato keeps me awake during my training sessions and lasted till the afternoon, another would be shortly after lunch or half way towards the second half of my training, the best thing was the coffee was free for the trainee. 

And of course there comes a day, when I don't feel like sleeping at all during the night, then I go for coffee in the late evening. And best thing was Starbucks was just nearby Geldautomat, and I couldn't resist. And there it goes, a nice warm coffee, sitting at Schlossgarten, looking at the day goes by. 

I had many good coffees around in Germany, may be I was wrong may be the coffee taste all the same, but it became exceptionally good when one is in desperation, and I was right at that point. Remembering all the good lattes and espresso that I had grabbed at Haupbanhof, before catching the next train to my training center, it was a good time, a memorable ones. One hand held the coffee while the other holding a paper bag of croissant which I knew I would enjoy as I had grown bored with standard hotel breakfast. 


I like croissants here, it cost around 50 cents for one at times even cheaper at later of the day, but I like it fresh, is crispy and soft, and still having the warm having it fresh from the oven. 


Schlossgarten is a big green park surrounded by buildings of Friedrich Alexander Universities, one of the well known medical universities in Germany, and apparently Erlangen is also known as medical valley for Germany. The sun were shining, and students were out partying, drinking booze soaking up every single possible rays on their body. And if you're wondering if all medical students in Germany are able to be so relax in their study life, I had the same question as well and I raise it to my tutor and what I get was ' the one you see partying around are most probably the one who care less about their studies, as medical and even engineering students rarely has time to be so relax.' Sounds logic to me, and it happens everywhere in the world, workloads the only difference was whether you care enough to do it, if not the life's yours and you're free to make your own choice. 

I am not sure if I get mine right, but I am glad that I manage to make it this far. 

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

1st World Country


I had been in Germany for almost a month now, there are certain details that I had seen, made me realized why Germany is one of the top countries in the world. For a country that had been severely involved and suffered the great cost of 1st and second world war, how different are they from us??

Germany is a country that highlights the importance of efficiency, not hard to see from is complex and sophisticated public transportation network and yet highly efficient ones. Probably one of the best in the world and a reason for them to be proud of. And Malaysia being a small country has definitely much rooms for improvements. 

Don't get me wrong, I love my country and I am not trying to undermine my own by speaking the goods of others. The point of me saying this at all was because my desire in hope that Malaysia would be in such levels someday. There's no need for me to bring out facts and figures to prove my point and I do no intend to do so, as my knowledge is vastly limited and I had not live both Germany and Malaysia long enough to be credible. 

However, there are certain details that I would wish to highlight during my trip, and probably you would understand why I had come to this conclusion. First would be on German sense, logic and attitude, throughout my trip in Munich, unfortunately the S-bahn that I was intended on taking wasn't working as   it was under maintenance, of course at such point of time, I am guessing everyone would be pissed. And being a Malaysian, it wasn't a really big deal for me, as I was pretty much well trained for such 'unlikely events', what really amazed me was the courtesy by the responsible companies by setting up points and helpers bearing vest of the company waiting by the entrance giving out free network maps informing the public that the routes are currently closed and the available alternatives they could take. While at most time all I get was a piece of A4 paper with unbearable hand writing stating that the network is down, and most of the time the responsible person are no where to be seen, most probably taking a hideout to avoid bashing from the furious public.  The best thing was, not only did they set up helpers at the main stations, but at all remaining stations where the S-bahn train would pass by, of course one would say, is that really worth the effort and cost? I said, is better to do the best you can, rather than to have the public hate you after wards (which apparently certain parties in Malaysia are very good at doing the opposite.)


While most of the Asian countries are racing to build the highest and tallest building. The Europeans are starting to slow down, and having a concern towards the environment, promoting green campaign, energy saving, setting up rules and regulations, regulating the whole energy scene, opting for more costly but Eco- friendly alternatives. Conserve what are already there, giving new life to old buildings, reuse and recycle. Dropping the needs for lavish needs but focusing on the basics, which I had realized from my stays in several hotels, proper ventilation, double insulated glass to improve heating and reduce usage of heaters. The attitude towards environment and living is vastly different from the wasteful attitude of most Asians ( note: not all but most including me.) 

I had the chance to observe one of the local builders while walking back after classes, he was a middle age German, building fence for a new home. He took three different measurement each, marking a reference point, measuring distance and height, as well as a leveling measurement before he marks the spot where the plank of wood should go in. The result was a perfectly level, equally distributed fencing for the new home, it might be a small job but it was done with quality and precision. And I believe there's no need for me to mention what happens to our new Parliament house for comparison sake as it was such an embarrassment. If those idiotic authorities would understand the meaning of doing it right the first time. 

Of course, there are not always green on the other side of the world. I am not a hater as well, the only think that I wish to point out was that our attitude determines everything, and for Malaysia we are lacking by miles, unless our attitude change or else nothing will change, there could be a million new rules, campaign and budgets to built first class facilities but mentality and attitude remains stagnant. 



Saturday, July 21, 2012

Rainy Day in Munich


Is just another rainy summer day in Germany. Of course it would be better if I could venture out but rather than having that needle like sting of cold on my face, hiding inside my room with blanket wrapping around me wasn't a bad idea at all. 


Checking out mails, doing the normal stuffs in a different environment felt special, is a moment that I will never forget, that's what I like about travelling. Having to sit beside the window panel my eye are constantly looking out waiting patiently for the rain to past, despite having rain for the whole day, I still like it a lot, as it reminds me of Cameron Highlands or Raban Lata during my trip up to mount Kinabalu. 

The only thing I could think of right now was to have a cup of coffee and it will be perfect~

Friday, July 20, 2012

Milan Central Station


For most of us, a terminal is just a terminal, people are usually rushing here or rushing out. For those who's waiting, either they are frustrated for the long wait, or finding a corner being quiet and doing reading or thinking of its own. Is not a place where people will particularly like most, however for me I had grown fond of it, especially when a station that has rich history of its own and unique in its ways. 

I had 2 and a half hours still left within my control before my next flight due, while most were still roaming around on the streets trying their best covering the entire attractions, I took my stand into spending sometime here in Milan Central Station. 

It was kinda a bump to see that the station is under some major reconstructions or renovation (whichever more suitable) as I was hoping to have a great picture viewing the surrouding area of the Central especially upfront. Nonetheless, I am still pretty satisfied with what has turn out and I have to say this is one heck of a place to visit. 


Is more like a museum on its own rather than a station, if ever you're there do slow down your foot step and take a look around, instead of rushing through the front door looking high and low for the announcement board in search for details of your next train. 

Walking into the building, overwhelmed by the large crowd of tourist, expats, travelers on business trip that the Central could hold. It was an amazing feeling, the spacious high ceilings, the echos of children voices, the voice from the PA system, announcing the next train boarding, and all kinds of noise and sounds, and not forgetting the rays of lights passing through the sun roof as well from windows that conjured up the perfect environment of a Central Station. 


I spent my next hour or so going around, looking, learning, experience the difference in this greatly globalized world. There could be easily thousands of people here, but none had anything to do with each other especially lone traveler like me. There are times where I do wish to meet someone I know in this foreign land, an unplanned, unscheduled meeting, a kind of coincidence that could bring someone close together despite you barely speaks to each other before this, the feeling would be mutual at least I am glad there's someone I know here, I am not alone after-all. A firm hand shake, and exchange a word or two would suffice, and both leave the scene eagerly to their next destinations, but will forever remember I once meet someone here at this busy intersaction. 


The sound of trolley rolling on the platform... everyone was walking with pace, crossing and avoiding each other delicately, this moment where everyone was the perfect stranger to each other, they had only one thing one their mind, that was to get to the next destinations. Only the one who looks confuse or despair stopped their feet while staring blankly on the PA screens or just waiting, either for someone or a phone call. 

And this is my moments in Milan Central Station. 

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Travelling in Milan

Buongiorno Amore.... you look exceptionally gorgeous today. (That's something I would like to say to one of many gorgeous Italian ladies walking around the streets...a wishful thought I would say.) 


Needless to say, it never happen as my Asian balls were too small and was stored somewhere in the freezer, so all I could do was standing by the river bank being envy and jealous while the rich and handsome walking around with beautiful chicks clinging by their side. 

Aih aih... Milano, it is my first time here and you're already toying with my feelings, by showing me all this beautiful things around that I can never have at least for the moment. Yes I am in Milan, the second largest municipality in Italy and home to world renowned football team AC and Inter Milan. 

and this is the picture of San Siro...
Let's not go there for now...as I would like to share more on Milan itself.

Before I came to Milan, there are several friends who told me that, there's nothing there to see, is boring etc. Ok, to be honest and frank, indeed if you're not a fan of arts and crafts and museum then there's really nothing much to see in Milan itself. However, instead to say I wanted to see Milan, I was more into the idea of experiencing Milan, and that went really well for me. 

I spent hours walking around in the city, worming through every possible alley's and under past, i stopped when I'm hungry or I am tired, a pizza at hand sitting by the fountain side or standing at a food joint, I just enjoyed and watch the world goes by, as Milan was regarded as one of the fashion capitals in the world, it was real pleasing to the eye to watch gorgeous, fine looking ladies in their mid 20s going around with fashionable clothing and branded shades over their head, while walking their Chiwawa or Pug.

If the site I am heading too is far, I would travel by public transport. I paid 8 euros for a 2 day urban pass, which was valid for all transportation such as the subways, trams and buses. The only thing that I had to beware of was not to travel across the allowable zone, but urban pass was all I need as most attractions were densely populated there. 


Just love the vibe radiates around the city, it might look old, a little dirty and vandalized in many areas, it is still no doubt hidden with its own charm. Shopping wise, it would be a heaven to fellow shopaholic I believe, as everywhere I go, every windows I passed by, 'SALDI 50%' is all I saw, and there you find girls going wild measuring clothes against their shoulder, comparing the color to their skin, going around and tightly clenching to the clothes they had found. It was an awesome sight. 

2 days was not enough for me, there was yet much for me to see, to try and to experience. Food was great, and the fun always come when is time for ordering, finger pointing, gesture making, trying every single strength you have to utter the correct words of the food, and at times it was embarrassment but at times when I got it right, it was a huge sense of satisfaction and pride. 

And eating Gelati on a warm sunny July day was... not bad at all~

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Heineken Experience @ Amsterdam

Had a great time in Heineken Experience Amsterdam, and would like to share some of my experience with you guys. If you're in Europe whether or not you had plans or without, do give it a try at Heineken Experience, not your average kind of museum. There's no relics, artifacts, or arts that you have no idea what's all about. 

Is all about the beer, and of course the history of Heineken in a fun way, short but detail enough. 

The whole Heineken experience will take about one and a half hours to finish, comprising a brief history of how it all begins, a walk through the family collections of awards, honors and photographs, a nice detail explanation of the brewing process of fine beer by one fine lady, a beer tasting session and multiple interactive medias to play with. 


It was a great beer tasting session, informative and bring new meaning of beer drinking for me. The session thought us how to properly drink a beer, what's the use of the top foam for and how a nicely fill beer glass looks like. It was amazing and needless to say, my handheld glass of Heineken taste god damn good, thanks to this guy. 


'Proost!'


So instead of getting certified as a fact finder and commissioning engineer for my job, I came out from Heineken Brewery with a MEESTERTAPPER certificate instead and not forgetting a bottle of Heineken with my name printed on it. 

That's my awesome moments in Heineken Experience~ 

Monday, July 9, 2012

Amsterdam Venice of The North

Baby found stoned in Amsterdam!!
Go to Amsterdam they say, is fun there! 

Finally, a dreadful week of class had passed and the weekend arrived. 
An awesome Saturday morning, with 60 euros gone from my pocket, 2 hours later on Hi-Speed ICE train by Db Bahn I found myself standing in front of Amsterdam Central Station, saying Hoy to fellow Dutch and folks from all around the world whom are here for whatever reason it is and not forgetting the hard working ladies at the red light districts. 


Awesome weather this time around, averaging 22 degrees celsius with slight rain, comfortable enough to walk around without breaking a sweat and chilling enough but not turning into an ice cube. Sun was shining high, a good time to baked under it with a joint in your hand. Youngsters walking around with diluted pupils looking stoned, shouting giggling and being an annoyance for the world, letting it all out in Amsterdam, their 'pressure relief valve'. 


Trams, Buses, Bicycles, busy working their way through the cities, it was an awesome sight. An instantaneous sense of happiness flowing in me by just looking at how lively the city is. 2 hours away and I got myself from an old, peaceful quiet town where old people rot and die to one of the busiest, charming city in Europe! I just can't get enough. 


Also known as Venice of the North, an unbelievable scenic city with lovely canals criss-crossing the city. I found myself walking at places that were only able to be seen on TV in the past, and was now right in front of my eyes, every single pieces of memories were now realize, from the cobble stone alley ways, the chill air I breathe, the river that runs through the cities, the bicycles parked on the side of the bridge whether or not intentionally or unintentionally, all added up to be a damn good fucking picture for memory sake and a reason to be proud of. 


There are times when I can't believe myself, there I was saying 2 days was not enough for Amsterdam, but I spent 2 hours on a bridge capturing pictures of seagull flying by. I wasn't sure if this was reality or a dream, is like whole city is created for painters and artists, creativity flows like water through the canals. 



Of course not only water that flows through canals, I found myself at a spot where blood flows through another 'canals'. It was the red light districts of Amsterdam! Where the oldest profession still exist and legalized. Women with sexy lingerie, standing in front of a glass door, putting it out, patiently waiting for someone to get hook! Is a big place, with all sorts of women to suit all kinds of needs, so have fun and play safe! (Photos are not allowed here.)

Of course, Amsterdam is not only about its sex trade. Amsterdam itself has lots to offer and is impossible for me to describe every single thing in detail. What I would really like to say is that, is a  fucking (no better words) awesome place and I would definitely visit here again! 

Friday, July 6, 2012

Mülheim an der Ruhr


Currently in Muelheim, standing on the platform of Mulheim Hopbanhof, wondering where will my life lead next. Like train it all has a final destination but the fun part was, you will never knew how it will end until you walk through the whole of it. 

4 days in and this was the first day I step out from my Hotel room after training hours, is summer now and the weather is awesome, averaging at 24, is the best time to go around but I was lazy, battling from time difference and not being able to sleep well during the night was mostly the reason. MacDonald beside the station was my best friend, accompanying me throughout the night. 

I stepped outside today for the first time, but I took the wrong way which lead me to the AutoBahn instead of the city center. But it was ok, I am glad I did walk out and tomorrow will be better, as of now, a picture of Mulheim Hopbanhof for you guys, is DB train leading towards other major cities in Berlin and I will be using it to Munich and Nurmberg soon. 

Ciao~

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Welcome to Dubai International

Is fun they said... Travelling is awesome.

I say wait till you're stuck at an airport, battling with exhaustion and time difference, and wait... you're not there yet, there's still another half to go and worst of all, there's another 5-6 hours before your next flight. Walking around like a zombie, waiting in line to pass through custom scan. Tired, exhausted, hungry and dizzy at the head.

Oh wait... there's more to come. Welcome to Dubai International Airport! The most important hub of Middle East and gateway to the rest of the world. Is a freaking huge airport and what's worst was your  boarding gate was at the far end, welcome they say.. I say welcome my ass. 


Too many people, too little place to seat. There's line at every eateries. Fuck fuck fuck... fuckidie fuck

One thing I realize when I arrived, is like little Philippines and India here, everywhere I go, everywhere I look, there're Filipino or Indians either working as a waitress, store assistant, cleaner, house maid etc. Is like the local emirates don't work at all. Even most of the stewardess on Emirates airlines are not emirates. 
Is a country supported by cheap workforce, hard labor building up from a desert dull city to awesome skyline, one of the most important financial hub and airlines hub connecting the east and west.

The sad part was, despite all the fast growth and large scale upgrades, I failed to see the world class in it. All I see was a sudden increase in wealth and no where else to spent but to build the tallest building, the biggest terminals, showing off with the expense of environment. 

And I sincerely do not hope Malaysia becoming like one of them.


Tuesday, June 19, 2012

From a Father Who had Just Lost His Son



This is a crop piece from an article on Guang Ming Daily that I wish to share with all of you. In this article, the father of a 24 year old male from Penang who recently committed suicide due to relationship problem, share his views and regrets while he look back on his relation with his son for the past 24 years. Due to the article being in mandarin, I would like to share some of the important points or realization that the Father, who's also a aesthetic surgeon has stated in the article.

“我到現在都很自責,這一切都是我的責任。我最大的遺憾是,沒有好好教兒子做人,也沒有和兒子溝通。"

My greatest remorse, was neglecting the importance of communication and teachings with my son. 

“我覺得我做到很錯,沒有教他怎樣做人,小的時候容易教;現在二十多歲,你跟他講,他會說你Bullshit(廢話)。"

I felt that my deepest mistake was not able to teach him the importance of growing up, is easier to teach when he is young, but when he is at his twenties, he will only reply 'bullshit.'

許崇明說,如果時光能夠倒流,他最渴望的父親節禮物,是父子倆可以促膝談心。

If I could turn back time, the biggest present that I hope for on this Father's day was to be able to communicate heart to heart with my son. 

“我小時雖吃苦,但卻讓我更加堅強,並向著目標勇往直前,但兒子的生活卻太安逸,不愁沒錢花,生活也沒目標。

Despite going through hardship when I was young, it did not break me but help me to be brave and more determine in achieving my goals. Whereas my son had a smooth and comfortable life, money was never a problem and hence he has no reason to fight in life. 

他死後,我才知道,孩子吃苦是好的,像感情不是你要就有的,如果承受不了打擊,往往會做出傻事。

After his departure, I then realize, it is better for your child to suffer some hardship since young, for example like relationship is not something you get by just wanting it, if one couldn't take the hit of failure, chances of them breaking down is high. 

他認為心靈修養很重要,萬一遇到打擊,也不會讓人輕易迷失

the importance of mental and spiritual strength, as one those not lose itself easily when failure hits. 

兒子小時候的環境是他的責任,他安排不好,才導致24年的今天,兒子選擇墜樓自殺。

his growing up since childhood is my responsibility, for not being able to be there to look after what he really needs, causes what happens today. 

他勸請年輕人說,有些煩惱經過一段時間後自然會解開,因此應看開一點,勿鑽牛角尖。

to the young ones out there, certain problems can be cured by time, hence one should always to look at the bright side and not dwell on unhappiness or unsolvable problems. 

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Monday, June 18, 2012

在失落及郁闷中找回自己


快速的生活节奏,总叫人喘不过气来,
突如其来的改变, 让人失去了方向,
寂寞带来了莫名的空虚,无比的恐惧,
被失落缠绕了许久,心里郁闷的感觉无从形容及解释。。。
只能苦笑,‘为何我会这样??’

像过冬眠似的, 睡了好久...
日子一天一天的过, 却不知道自己在做些什么..
到处游荡,却没有方向.
翻开报子,看了一页, 就搁置在那...
打开电视, 只看到些无为的节目... 
去了上场,买了些我完全不需要的东西...
却买不到快乐和充实的人生...

买醉...行吗?? 
不在行... 只知去了小解好几趟.. 
越喝越精神, 肚子胀得要命...
算了吧...酒还是开心时喝才好...

就这样一个月过去了... 
张开眼睛的一个清晨, 我的思绪无比的清晰...
怎么了??
站到了阳台上,看着远方, 把窥视管深入脑袋里,
扎乱的思绪,失落不见了..是个美好的早晨.
感觉好多了...

不想让这美好的感觉流失,
我抓警时间,安排好象做的事,
从那一刻,一个一个地去完成...
准备了早餐及咖啡, 享受宁静的时光,
把杂乱不堪的屋子打扫干净,
上班,看书,运动,学习...
从新学习过着不忙碌的日子, 
找回失去的充实及快乐. 

今天我学会了..
在失落及郁闷中找回自己..
时间是最佳良药...
人生起落皆平常...
烦躁及不安却无济于事
学会给自己一些时间, 
往往会带来预想不到疗效.

Monday, June 11, 2012

At the Airport


'Daddy... daddy, look look.' there's a kid shouting over to his dad while sticking his nose ever so closely to the window panel, staring straight to the far end where a plane is taxing on the runway and lifted its way up in the sky. I was sitting close by not wanting to lose a single moment of it as I could relate it ever so closely to myself when I was young. 

I love being at the airport, even when I was a child, especially the moment when I looked to the far side of the sky a plane is holding itself in position and descending with well controlled speed till its back wheels touches the runway where smokes were release due to the friction, it has always been an awe moment for me, even right up till now. 

When I am not looking at the plane, I am sitting at a corner somewhere, sipping drinks and watch the world goes by. Different faces all around, happy couple sitting aside gladly looking through the wonderful moment they had capture through their camera monitor, lonely traveler reading a travel guide with his leg folded, family chattering every so loudly as thou they owns the airport, a middle age men with a worry look at his face and a bunch of other passenger eager to board the plane. Looking at all this fun faces, I wonder where do I fit myself in. 

I'm looking forward for my next trip... 

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Mango with Sticky Rice @Thanon Pathunam Bangkok

Is the good stuff, is that kind of taste that makes you remember forever, that make yourself promise you will be back again just for this, right before you board the plane heading back home where such food were none to be found, or even if there is, the taste is miles apart. Is a sin food, the food that cause you to grow obese, cause diabetes and probably not a good idea if you have a few clogged vanes inside your body, but I love it dearly, probably you will to. Is one of the food near the extreme, is a love hate relation, for those health advocate, is your worst enemy, and probably the one that cause you to give up preaching about healthy diet and started getting addicted over it. 

Yeah... is called Kao Niao Meng Mwuang ( don't mind the spelling I am pretty sure is wrong, but it sounded something like this in Thai.) Also known as Manggo with Sticky Rice.  


Along Thanon Pathunam opposite of Palladium Mall, two sister running over the stalls taken over from their mother and for don't know how long, they have been serving descent Kao Niao Meng Mwang for lovely Thais in Bangkok. The first taste of a slice of mango and glutinous rice top over with sweet coconut milk was awesome and instant addiction, and what happen after that was nothing to be proud of, I gave up my beliefs in healthy eating and went back night after night just so I could satisfy my addiction. I happily given up my money to the two sisters just so I could have a little of that dough, but that dough was good, it was fantastic. 

















Worth every single bhat in my pocket. 

Friday, June 1, 2012

Food in Thailand

Food in Thailand is amazing, like in most South East Asia country, one could easily locate food from high class fine dining experiences to cheap road side hawker food stalls. Throughout the days I was in Bangkok, my taste pallets are put to the test, experiencing flavors ranging from one extreme to another. All mixed up, jumbled up, but is all good, all good, as at the end of the day I was lying on my bed feeling satisfied and wondering what's install for me tomorrow.

Tom Yam Kung at Huai Kwang Nigh Market
Ordering and knowing what to order is kinda hard as most of the hawkers can't speak or understand English, but is ok as long as you keep trying, good food will come. General rule, go to the place where locals are, by the street while many people are sitting down waiting, I'm pretty sure is good. But of course not everyone can take the food in Thailand, especially if you're not use to eating food with strong flavors all the time. Me, myself, still can't get a hang of Som Tam (Green Papaya Salad) despite trying for numerous time.

Mee Leng Near Victory Monument Area

I also noticed that the Thai's loved buffet. You could see buffet outlets everywhere, among all I would say the Thai loves BBQ Plaza. The franchise with a green ugly dragon as a mascot. Beer is good here, is especially good when it goes along with BBQ and it became more awesome if the BBQ is buffet style so you could just hang around with your mates and talk cock for the whole night, which is one of a good thing I enjoyed doing.

Fried fish meat, crunchy especially appetizing when is dipped along with the sauce @ One of the food stalls along the road of Thanon Petchaburi

So when you do have the chance to come to Thailand, apart from going around sight seeing, shopping, womanizing... do indulge yourself on the good food Thailand has to offer. Is indeed amazing Thailand! And I can do it again and again without getting tired of it.

Famous Kao Man Kai along Thanum Pathunam opposite of Pladinum Mall
How's food in Thailand for you that had been there before?