tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34702403687616502772024-02-19T10:49:31.039+08:00S a k a i D a n a~ j u s t w r i t i n g a n d s h a r i n g a n y t h i n g ~PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-15645372699675525182014-04-23T15:40:00.004+08:002014-04-23T15:42:46.153+08:00Remembering Bruce Lee<div style="text-align: left;">
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<br />PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-3809187287981840122010-01-07T17:01:00.005+08:002010-01-19T12:40:19.003+08:002010 - Where Am I Going?<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">It's a week into 2010 and the feeling is great so far. Thanks to all those New Year Greetings from relatives and friends for the past couple of weeks, really appreciate them all. Hopefully they are feeling great too for the past first week and for the next 51 weeks ahead. I'm sure we all have our own plan for direction to go about the New Year. Same old road, venturing new road, rough road, highway or even no road at all. Whatever it is, there must be a decision to choose one</span>.<br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">For me, where am I going? Year 2009 has been putting me on the crossroad for quite sometime and it doesn't feel good just watching people passing by. Uncertain about the situation. Unable to understand myself. Not good at all.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">And now it's 2010. I'm taking a deep breath, closing my eyes, emptying my mind, focusing on my direction. One thing at a time, I'll take the rule of the road - it's like starting my trip in a car. God bless, from there onward, I'll be on the road again at the right speed. And most important for 2010, I'll be a BATMAN!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYYTAhrpQSwgAnLWvwxAtuBWNW2Fh2p5Ynr8jNdlKj6O2B0RHDeQ41poM0njA4O_xPnhyK0nmczw8xrrvj2quvd5MNBQ_oQZyhS4Zhp3RxJwmpxIzaIgyu2rYbnR0OKtuTh8F7duhI4H0c/s1600-h/batman-buckle.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYYTAhrpQSwgAnLWvwxAtuBWNW2Fh2p5Ynr8jNdlKj6O2B0RHDeQ41poM0njA4O_xPnhyK0nmczw8xrrvj2quvd5MNBQ_oQZyhS4Zhp3RxJwmpxIzaIgyu2rYbnR0OKtuTh8F7duhI4H0c/s400/batman-buckle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424155572118167346" border="0" /></a><br /></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-44726128293285388732009-12-23T22:47:00.005+08:002009-12-29T23:02:29.352+08:00Thank You 2009 and Welcome 2010<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">It's a matter of days left in 2009 and then 2010 will take over for the next 12 months. It has been a good but challenging year for me with a wet, wet beginning in Matu due to the floods. The flood gave me a rare experience of being a victim myself and at the same time being in the responsibility to manage other victims. Hopefully there'll be no flood in Matu or elsewhere in Mukah Division or in Sarawak in 2010.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">My Matu days was cut short as I have to take up a new responsibility in Mukah on April 17, right at the start of the famous Kaul Festival. I'm happy cos it's nearer to home but on April 19, everything changed. My beloved father left me forever...<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">From there onward, 2009 moved on at a different pace, probably an uncertain direction. Life has been very challenging. It was struggling on and friends has been very kind. The power of friends is just beautiful, they made me a stronger person and I hope that I've made them stronger persons too along the way.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">Then I came to Facebook and there I got more friends everyday.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">So to all friends, I wish you all a Merry Christmas and a very, very Happy New Year 2010. May all your dreams comes true and our life be filled with love and peace always.<br /><br /></span></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-59297742937124480582009-08-26T08:01:00.011+08:002009-08-27T11:43:24.369+08:00On & Off August<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">August is moving towards the end and Malaysia's National Day will roll up the month, although there was no MALAYSIA yet on August 31st 1957 until some years later on a different date. That I leave it open. And this posting is just to recall some dates around August which I would like to keep records on.<br /><br />Haze, drought and bush fires dragged into August from July until rain cleared the skies of Sarawak a week in, and Mukah got the big share from the cloud-seeding (is it?) on August 11th. What a relief for everybody. But it looks like we should be preparing for the wet days, I mean very wet days now. Flood? Oh no, not again, please. Soft landing, please! Whatever, go to be ready.<br /><br />August 16th 2009 was the 32nd anniversary of the King of Rock n Roll's death, who died mysteriously at 42 in his home at Graceland, Memphis. Love his songs, especially on live concerts. Elvis Aaron Presley is <span style="font-style: italic;">Always On My Mind</span>, though his death caused some <span style="font-style: italic;">Suspicious Mind</span> among someone in the <span style="font-style: italic;">Heartbreak Hotel</span> on <span style="font-style: italic;">Blue Suede Shoes</span>, doing the <span style="font-style: italic;">Jailhouse Rock</span>....and many, many more!<br /><br />August 16th is also a big day for my Yummy Yummy. It's her birthday. Happy Birthday, my dear. Don't mind to tell me how old (young) you are? Still a secret....hmmm, okay. A year older, a year wiser and richer, too. Start to have silver in our hair, gold in our teeth, an extra pair of eyes and so on.<br /><br />Come August 22nd. Number 22, my favourite huh. That's my second son, Arthur-Garret's birthday, 22 years old. Second of the Fantastic Four, no girls team. Happy Birthday, young man.<br /><br />The fasting month for our Muslim friends started on the same day and so is the Bazaar Ramadhan. Time to share the spirit of 1Malaysia. See you there. Selamat Berpuasa to our Muslim friends.<br /><br />Wow, school holiday is here, too. Holiday time for our kids till August 31st. But not so holiday for my 3rd boy, Eugene who will be having his SPM examination soon. Study smart and good luck, son.<br /><br />Winding up August will be the National Day. No big do. Fasting month, H1N1 will put the celebration on a much smaller scale but hopefully with the same level of 1Malaysia feeling.<br /><br />Happy Merdeka Month and Happy Merdeka Day, friends.<br /><br /></span></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-83846342955770985542009-07-17T14:01:00.004+08:002009-07-17T14:56:43.991+08:00The Green Team Of Menara Pehin Setia Raja<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">I called them the Green Team of Menara Pehin Setia Raja, Mukah. They take care of the cleanliness of Menara Pehin Setia Raja; mop, sweep, shine and wash the toilets, corridors, lifts, staircase etc. They started early morning, before you and I come to office and continues again at noon break, everyday. They may not be 'hanging around' like the 'spidermen' but when you walk along a clean and shiny corridor, lift or a clean and 'friendly' toilets in the Menara Pehin Setia Raja, you know they are around.</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Lv1xPxiPrbZEXhYh8-2hdDBpEFVTyxVcIsJnQ8tzw_OwhFV4dDI8WDesyFtLaJBkJTuO307un1qH110ySvOACIBNPvsAeESagPiJgjRXV5ShB6sQfGBbBTIxUb3X9A4xSAAvijBwfu7M/s1600-h/P7172638.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Lv1xPxiPrbZEXhYh8-2hdDBpEFVTyxVcIsJnQ8tzw_OwhFV4dDI8WDesyFtLaJBkJTuO307un1qH110ySvOACIBNPvsAeESagPiJgjRXV5ShB6sQfGBbBTIxUb3X9A4xSAAvijBwfu7M/s400/P7172638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359306883817569810" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">CAUTION! WET FLOOR!</span><br />A sign of the Green Team in action</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-stFI18pDZyG0E837-RLVJCnjgps4cUCP2JY5VCG3MLHKk6Ec5L5lR1a-eLXjJqRNSb_IVhoDuAS39Os-CvmgfWpQif5ZbB2iS-Z5hTkbHXkVU8rObKFMHMav8N-pElo9BlCFp71vdZnv/s1600-h/P7172639.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-stFI18pDZyG0E837-RLVJCnjgps4cUCP2JY5VCG3MLHKk6Ec5L5lR1a-eLXjJqRNSb_IVhoDuAS39Os-CvmgfWpQif5ZbB2iS-Z5hTkbHXkVU8rObKFMHMav8N-pElo9BlCFp71vdZnv/s400/P7172639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359306881419200066" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >Right down to the drains ... together as a team</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixQfBLLo3p852eRpk3jRtlsQNcfs9khbW4pKlqNdHoNLh9argkGmusFVBdNOgjz4U_K_CuEXPmKmAjoliYQxxrgAfGDehEj3csg81aCFSMi45CpInswHVPL9EGlVTVaNXAApmevaG76SxN/s1600-h/P7092560.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixQfBLLo3p852eRpk3jRtlsQNcfs9khbW4pKlqNdHoNLh9argkGmusFVBdNOgjz4U_K_CuEXPmKmAjoliYQxxrgAfGDehEj3csg81aCFSMi45CpInswHVPL9EGlVTVaNXAApmevaG76SxN/s400/P7092560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359306877630593730" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >One for the camera. Thank you, Green Team for keeping the building clean and 'green'.</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Just imagine the building without them, hmmmm...<br /><br /></span>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-19057877277954094722009-07-04T07:53:00.002+08:002009-08-08T21:05:16.194+08:00To Smoke Or Not To Smoke<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;">Smoking, who doesn't know what's smoking. Cigarettes, cigars, pipes etc. Some likes it, some don't. Some smoke for peace (smoke peace pipe, no war!!) or some maybe for real peace of mind. Some may just smoke for fun (at least that's what they say). For whatever reason, they still produce smokes. For peace, for real or for fun, there's still smokes in the air.<br /><br />While some enjoy smoking (especially after meal - considered compulsory), someone somewhere is struggling to stop. And so the 'war' is on.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">Quit Campaign</span><br /><br />There's nothing wrong with smoking, anyway. Hazardous to health, pollution are some common 'warning' about smoking. The 'Tak Nak' campaign and then the 'scary' (is it?) pictures on the cigarette packets are some reminders to smokers about the 'not so good side' of smoking. So the authorities have done part to help smokers stop smoking. Some will, some will try, some will put it on their next year's 'azam' and some will never will unless a medical adviser say so.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">I Quit, My Way</span><br /><br />I was once a smoker myself, very much committed to it for 10 years. (whole of the 1980s) Tried to quit on numerous occasion but will only last for a week or even a month or two and then there it comes again. But 23rd December 1989 made the difference. Enjoying my cigarette alone in the office, I suddenly have this 'silly' idea of comparing the similarities between cigarette smokes and the smoke from rubbish burning. Of course the smoke from the rubbish fire will be the unlucky one. Nobody likes it - dirty, smelly etc. That 'silly' idea has made myself in a 'silly' situation - hating the other and enjoying another. Without finishing that last stick, off it goes and so is the rest of its balance in the packet. Damn easy, no substitute, no nothing - just me and that 'silly' idea and never look back.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">The Secret a.k.a. The Strength</span><br /><br />Yes, never looking back. I never look back at smoking by looking forward at freedom. Freedom is what everybody wants. Smoking has robbed me of all those freedom that I should have enjoyed. I don't smoke in front of my kids - that's at least five minutes less time with them each stick. We can't smoke in the office, in meetings or other public places - so we have to 'hide' somewhere to recharge. Going out of stock at times we really need one will turn us crazy. We willingly become loyal to the habit - sacrificing freedom.<br /><br />After almost 20 years of non-smoking days and nights, freedom is my strength. Look at what freedom means to us, appreciate it, enjoy it. But if you still enjoy smoking, just go on. If otherwise, think of the FREEDOM that you will enjoy. I'm not campaigning for any side but just to share some experience....with both side.<br /><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" ><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" >GOOD LUCK</span><br /><br /></span>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-31434562387344013912009-05-26T13:01:00.006+08:002009-05-26T16:53:40.650+08:00The Spidermen of Menara Pehin Setia Raja<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">The Spidermen of Menara Pehin Setia Raja is in action again this week, making sure the glass panels around the building are clean all year round. Clean and it will look good from the outside and sure will provide a clean view of Mukah town from the inside.<br /><br />It's not an easy job if you're not good at 'hanging around'. These guys are good. According to one of the 'spiderman' that I met, cleaning the whole 12 floors of MPSR without weather 'interruption' will take around 2 - 3 weeks. </span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijrrs_Ob2Sy5P3JOFxLG8hv44hNKN4Cog00pZ9Mc-kxpmLZ7qxUdMoqQfBDogNvIDCAs5mEIhQ5h-RUrahsT7ptJklg7hv-SywZRjW9IvdwBKlnJB2vQcnEvTc_1pmNLy7v5Z9emCIlyym/s1600-h/P5252425.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijrrs_Ob2Sy5P3JOFxLG8hv44hNKN4Cog00pZ9Mc-kxpmLZ7qxUdMoqQfBDogNvIDCAs5mEIhQ5h-RUrahsT7ptJklg7hv-SywZRjW9IvdwBKlnJB2vQcnEvTc_1pmNLy7v5Z9emCIlyym/s400/P5252425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340008560105911506" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;">The 'spidermen' in action at the 10th Floor</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfoylzpVnGD6MqncKmu2uyMUNZCstt7VGEtiTPJAWAMPp1hZAJ8x9idfJouFd8iNyxRY5ODD-ryasYPjOlG2HucYUgZqr3-gzO76I5H_nR4eGSWKcn2xptX6gafeaenozCzNha0oPpoj-M/s1600-h/P5252429.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfoylzpVnGD6MqncKmu2uyMUNZCstt7VGEtiTPJAWAMPp1hZAJ8x9idfJouFd8iNyxRY5ODD-ryasYPjOlG2HucYUgZqr3-gzO76I5H_nR4eGSWKcn2xptX6gafeaenozCzNha0oPpoj-M/s400/P5252429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340008558791817010" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">Another view from above</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqP3G2f8M6YR_p-0XOWrW6SLc9ZwFovWC-wq3iD48ZGVgJACoUU1ZiFZD6NDpGn4miIGyj3dIF96PuClxhNYtSmKevHGlr_kmqJANsFt8KBe3p06AezzPx9WUUs-HoASjyntKWH5_9aMEv/s1600-h/P5252430.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqP3G2f8M6YR_p-0XOWrW6SLc9ZwFovWC-wq3iD48ZGVgJACoUU1ZiFZD6NDpGn4miIGyj3dIF96PuClxhNYtSmKevHGlr_kmqJANsFt8KBe3p06AezzPx9WUUs-HoASjyntKWH5_9aMEv/s400/P5252430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339994341822899698" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">Column by column ...</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJqXAfv-y5vQNwUZJIRZwQbA5uCoutEkGQqLGp7Mx8w2h_waFIJ3n2QecTGYILW93maXMoLtDjFOKn1-IKkQLkwbH9hXB4Xm-TujQGXGnyWcHlN9JX_mD5e_YXB5gBIMXLMUrfJ0EWgICO/s1600-h/P5252431.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJqXAfv-y5vQNwUZJIRZwQbA5uCoutEkGQqLGp7Mx8w2h_waFIJ3n2QecTGYILW93maXMoLtDjFOKn1-IKkQLkwbH9hXB4Xm-TujQGXGnyWcHlN9JX_mD5e_YXB5gBIMXLMUrfJ0EWgICO/s400/P5252431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339994337886399778" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">That's half-way down</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtoclfRMKJQ5_Ri-jImDYOxO2O_zausT5PSHmvlVSmJMe1KTQIHZSsO8dBNrKw3io7hs7sdCeciDZDUXRwt7q3g-0IROYQJzCcPRrY0NnV-9SVkzFP1nf0ycVyeS49_kCLSeRrmXWVCCuz/s1600-h/P5262431.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtoclfRMKJQ5_Ri-jImDYOxO2O_zausT5PSHmvlVSmJMe1KTQIHZSsO8dBNrKw3io7hs7sdCeciDZDUXRwt7q3g-0IROYQJzCcPRrY0NnV-9SVkzFP1nf0ycVyeS49_kCLSeRrmXWVCCuz/s400/P5262431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339994330703647570" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;">Down...down...down...<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpNxC1EwC7pPMEW9_ZNu-iKxKYetOft3s72C0zjx8q4lNgwRqD_cJbUoiJyXKtUWLL2VCdEvskk9QIEQJzypKz_QzjXaUeFxymCTEsW8OBUkKqI4L6ikESVrrw7PPchjo2Ym6dtLXMwK6f/s1600-h/P5262436.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpNxC1EwC7pPMEW9_ZNu-iKxKYetOft3s72C0zjx8q4lNgwRqD_cJbUoiJyXKtUWLL2VCdEvskk9QIEQJzypKz_QzjXaUeFxymCTEsW8OBUkKqI4L6ikESVrrw7PPchjo2Ym6dtLXMwK6f/s400/P5262436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339994332787391698" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">Equipment check before another trip up</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQmRIFm6EW8OvVsCQOi-2T_IeOyIQ5AGPl9yKPNOBv2okSFfzTflr1_kcm32jTcR9skp_VHOgMr6I-VE5Sh_Y5ZSAObcF7NDLJ6k5fFJBj6A-p3wUV7xCUNFFq9hKkx3GJeEBqibMIXKTO/s1600-h/P5262438.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQmRIFm6EW8OvVsCQOi-2T_IeOyIQ5AGPl9yKPNOBv2okSFfzTflr1_kcm32jTcR9skp_VHOgMr6I-VE5Sh_Y5ZSAObcF7NDLJ6k5fFJBj6A-p3wUV7xCUNFFq9hKkx3GJeEBqibMIXKTO/s400/P5262438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339994323815009778" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;">Posing for the camera while getting a more comfortable lift up in the lift.</span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;">Thank you, guys</span><span style="font-family: arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br />These are the guys who exposed themselves to the daily heat of the day and even to danger but we seldom pay any attention. So this posting is dedicated to the window cleaners of Menara Pehin Setia Raja, Mukah.<br /><br />Salute you all, guys. Keep up the good job cos when the building shines, you will shine too.<br /><br /></span></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-23851028923450677362009-05-21T07:50:00.003+08:002009-05-21T08:08:28.714+08:00Happy Birthday, Apak<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0FOossMYBYACekiMs6_j3aJYHAodEqH0TChekgZWUfBgmqY58OSskMlh9HvcgYV8gMt-omMbiTkUWSIKRE4gWUjl41cKm3Po6iLh8LeRz514bQuXB14AdAsNXVaqMX8uvxbO-DLRRGgai/s1600-h/P5162348.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0FOossMYBYACekiMs6_j3aJYHAodEqH0TChekgZWUfBgmqY58OSskMlh9HvcgYV8gMt-omMbiTkUWSIKRE4gWUjl41cKm3Po6iLh8LeRz514bQuXB14AdAsNXVaqMX8uvxbO-DLRRGgai/s400/P5162348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338060666135736786" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Today, May 21st 2009 - is your birthday. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Happy Birthday, Apak. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Thinking of you & loving you always.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">From : PPS, Mum, Toy, Aby, Joy & Ian</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-83612275383163350672009-05-13T13:56:00.003+08:002009-05-13T14:14:12.689+08:00May 13th ...1Malaysia<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Woke up early this morning and the date today looks very familiar, 13th May. Today, May 13th 2009 - nothing big, nothing special (although everyday is big and special in its own way) but just another day, another Wednesday of the week.</span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /><br />But the date has some 'old story' to tell if we bring it back to 1969. May 13th 1969 - a date some of us may want to forget or maybe some want to treasure, depending on how we look at it. Everything happen for a reason, and so is May 13th 1969. I was 10 years old then, so I don't really have any first hand knowledge about it. Through reading, it sounds 'bad' and definitely 'not interesting' to the naturally multi-racial Malaysia.</span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /><br />So on this day, as much as we treasured other 'big' days such as the New Year's Day, Valentine's Day, Mother's Day, Nurses' Day and many more to come, May 13th 1969 may be remembered as the main ingredient to 1Malaysia, the Malaysia that should have been. A 'Malaysia' where everybody is proud to call themselves Malaysians.</span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /><br />May 13th 1969 - a price paid for a lesson. 1Malaysia - a sacrifice need to be made.</span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /><br />Proud to be Malaysian. Peace.</span><br /><br /></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-48269821042639517132009-05-07T08:32:00.007+08:002009-05-07T08:56:18.895+08:00My Favourite Number<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">May 3 2009, my Kembara reached my favourite number(s) - 22222 followed by 22259 during my 7-hour drive from Sri Aman to Mukah.</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLVQidkVvWb3f9rdA_NCvNHMypbT_NxsXldvvbdEXRUmslv17kCZSrjBnSXU39UAEAqdTCYv6PGDs7shWcezKDnARLG5dPU7R1GU1Eldt6BDfxyb6En9bpOJAciko56vNl9EObdCBWTAZC/s1600-h/P5032318.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLVQidkVvWb3f9rdA_NCvNHMypbT_NxsXldvvbdEXRUmslv17kCZSrjBnSXU39UAEAqdTCYv6PGDs7shWcezKDnARLG5dPU7R1GU1Eldt6BDfxyb6En9bpOJAciko56vNl9EObdCBWTAZC/s400/P5032318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332875121752292994" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKe6AgHO8Gegxfme3ZyNQbLiIzY_emToXUEP9eJgG39gDmfGQWBjC7GOFiN70CCXz9CMda32fLKWWsJ7H1wyTf1JrDlU4eMfcVXxoiOFf_qnhc5_p7Gj7jSBUGvumekXni96E9WsMSxP2I/s1600-h/P5032325.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKe6AgHO8Gegxfme3ZyNQbLiIzY_emToXUEP9eJgG39gDmfGQWBjC7GOFiN70CCXz9CMda32fLKWWsJ7H1wyTf1JrDlU4eMfcVXxoiOFf_qnhc5_p7Gj7jSBUGvumekXni96E9WsMSxP2I/s400/P5032325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332875257138114802" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Number 2 is my all-time favourite. I was born in February which is the 2nd month of the year, on the 22nd day, in 1959 which makes it 22259.</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwZVogtq52coYZfIa0rYHLE5vRKuUpEcRCbPgtx_HBwSSSVCg3bzVkRweFE-PuoGtmXcNYeXYaUd5HLr4e1sLbVAERUNUASrAPNBLqJke-pIi7WGpeUq8TcPFMMwfE-bSE4CuiJvAX1tjS/s1600-h/P5072342.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwZVogtq52coYZfIa0rYHLE5vRKuUpEcRCbPgtx_HBwSSSVCg3bzVkRweFE-PuoGtmXcNYeXYaUd5HLr4e1sLbVAERUNUASrAPNBLqJke-pIi7WGpeUq8TcPFMMwfE-bSE4CuiJvAX1tjS/s400/P5072342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332875376217038738" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">And in Mukah, B22 is my new 'home'. B is also the 2nd alphabet.</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3IVToAGAano4rjewmuV_oils3FJQS7L5z0HsP_kzcXB9lZloW4J2E7YBRSBJ6PnUiR4yxN46RhvsBdrBFC82ODJQ4q3ql9kTQphTMkWW6EzSeHlPJf93p_XVUU6ZjVO2PeEAfP68Lp1vb/s1600-h/P4252215.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3IVToAGAano4rjewmuV_oils3FJQS7L5z0HsP_kzcXB9lZloW4J2E7YBRSBJ6PnUiR4yxN46RhvsBdrBFC82ODJQ4q3ql9kTQphTMkWW6EzSeHlPJf93p_XVUU6ZjVO2PeEAfP68Lp1vb/s400/P4252215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332874879670789794" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Number 2 also means that Number 1 is just a step away. So, that keeps the engine running, to get closer to No. 1, which is HIM, the all-time No. 1. Peace...<br /><br /></span></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-82193546209688480782009-04-27T10:38:00.003+08:002009-04-27T11:14:24.125+08:00Thank You, Apak<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxqjaIGiX4875cMaEcGmw5QxqSUEGs73TT-QQ-gw-98CwTqDdzqOArLbhUEEsOo-rAr4-4SiDjSQ2HCziHt5hV0vtX8zLezLTNyuSK_rs3QFb_0cytHEFNCyhpZuCJkj_R45SicWa7aaBe/s1600-h/P4212045.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxqjaIGiX4875cMaEcGmw5QxqSUEGs73TT-QQ-gw-98CwTqDdzqOArLbhUEEsOo-rAr4-4SiDjSQ2HCziHt5hV0vtX8zLezLTNyuSK_rs3QFb_0cytHEFNCyhpZuCJkj_R45SicWa7aaBe/s400/P4212045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329200147117715826" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" >Peter Salam Juna<br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">21.5.1933 - 19.4.2009</span><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Thank you, Apak for being my father, daddy, buddy, friend, foe, partner, adviser etc. Thank you, Apak for being everything to me. You taught me how to cry, crawl, fall, walk, talk and everything else I need to be a good son. Thank you, Apak for the beautiful memories. Things may not be the same again but those memories will be with me forever.</span> <span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />May your soul REST IN PEACE. Amen</span><br /><br /></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-65177640803254840092009-04-14T23:08:00.008+08:002009-04-15T00:02:37.689+08:00Sun Sets The Viewty<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">As usual, a fine day's evening at the Igan Ferry Point is always a viewtiful experience, ending the day with relaxing views of the sunset. It's a gift from the Almighty for those who LOVE PEACE.</span> </div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuodZeo5zWnzRQ6T_CSFgZaqWdv7vqmdyPtzMicTilyhKBzgx1d5GmomwiJrMBuOz9J-U5H6Ao4jsvCtxO3HPLGbrpqWP_uNJPTARQ1yJPOxqugyuL5FlfPqnJRujKKIKQ7j_q40RsM0K5/s1600-h/P4141920.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuodZeo5zWnzRQ6T_CSFgZaqWdv7vqmdyPtzMicTilyhKBzgx1d5GmomwiJrMBuOz9J-U5H6Ao4jsvCtxO3HPLGbrpqWP_uNJPTARQ1yJPOxqugyuL5FlfPqnJRujKKIKQ7j_q40RsM0K5/s400/P4141920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324568685308648418" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >Blue ...</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4V2gxCg2zOOX8Vn9rcJsnaBizjwx-25hhtbUUimewZUksEb1CWa0xhwUpnk15HeXaDQERpTvA1x0_-YTuEXTa-kRsj7JDDM9mgCyhp6vCh1fL7e3P6z7_5-j90O8gv-gpNoEWRb5SlGex/s1600-h/P4141921.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4V2gxCg2zOOX8Vn9rcJsnaBizjwx-25hhtbUUimewZUksEb1CWa0xhwUpnk15HeXaDQERpTvA1x0_-YTuEXTa-kRsj7JDDM9mgCyhp6vCh1fL7e3P6z7_5-j90O8gv-gpNoEWRb5SlGex/s400/P4141921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324568899511019474" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >Turned gold ...</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwMevIksQCi8CHfv2J4dNkU5LrP-3gFJCsU8c3go-slMRj6p2YjPCfQSFOw9xuFd4FTP8XDKJS3IHfKWfW0ky6QR_xPTKGpg_uTdEkje4QNgdKLp-321f5rilRAMghUTSvFwtk65qZA9QK/s1600-h/P4141917.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwMevIksQCi8CHfv2J4dNkU5LrP-3gFJCsU8c3go-slMRj6p2YjPCfQSFOw9xuFd4FTP8XDKJS3IHfKWfW0ky6QR_xPTKGpg_uTdEkje4QNgdKLp-321f5rilRAMghUTSvFwtk65qZA9QK/s400/P4141917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324569091182766722" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >And this biker lady has got a piece of it</span><br /><br /></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-34782355241711642012009-04-06T23:17:00.007+08:002009-04-07T23:14:41.787+08:00Polling Day Will Say It All (Updated)<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">My interpretation of number 7 in my last posting as '007' maybe a too-movie-like mission for the new PM. But comes tomorrow, April 7 is for real. As I'm finding words and ideas for this posting, I'm sure our hard-working election campaigners in the three constituencies are busy finding the best space on the table for the last piece of the puzzle. Some work hard, some work smart, maybe some hardly work!<br /><br />To work hard may be easily understood. It's about playing all the cards on the table. But to work smart, it's about playing the right card at the right time. And so are these by-elections' workers. We've seen them work hard but we can't be sure whether they've work smart . Personally, I believe that those who work smart will have a better chance of finding their way through. We'll see tomorrow.<br /><br />As for now, the campaigners will have an 8-hour cooling down between 12.00 midnight tonight and 8.00 am tomorrow where the voters will take over. The talking has been done, hopefully convincing enough. By 8.00 am, it will be interpreted onto the ballot papers. While every candidate is confident of winning, only the ballot papers will have the final say.<br /><br />Good luck. May the best man win.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;">Updates</span><br /><br />Congratulation, Mr. Malcolm Mussen Lamoh (BN) on your victory...<br /><br /><br /></span></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-62187701907753788862009-04-03T21:04:00.006+08:002009-04-03T22:14:37.801+08:00Today In Numbers - 1 2 3 4 5 6 7<span style="font-family:arial;">1 - The number 1 man, our PM Pak Lah steps down as planned</span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />2 - His number 2, the DPM took over and was sworn in as the new PM </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />3 - It all happen on the 3rd day of the month</span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />4 - What month? 4 a.k.a. April</span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />5 - It's Friday, the 5th day of the week</span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />6 - Yes, he's the 6th PM of Malaysia</span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />7 - Anything about this number? Of course, can he be the 007 of Malaysia?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Politically, socially and economically - we really need one! God Bless Malaysia<br /><br /></span>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-40367274971761123752009-03-31T21:49:00.005+08:002009-04-01T21:57:40.835+08:00March's Over, April's Full<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Today, March 31 is the last day of the first quarter of 2009. Tomorrow will be April 1 and the first thing that we will think of is the April Fool. Never mind, just do what should be done, even to the extend of fooling your friend(s), in the spirit of April Fool, even though nobody is certain of how April Fool got its name unlike the Valentine's Day.<br /><br />But what makes April full? Right, as I've said, March is the end of the first quarter of the current year. So, what's our first quarter report? We need to look back and prepare the report. A report needed to plan for the next quarter, the quarter that will make the first half of 2009. That should make our 'table' full.<br /><br />Besides the 'reporting' and 'planning' business for the next quarter, Mukah will have some real business to do. This fast-growing coastal town will be full with activities of the Pesta Kaul 2009, which will start as early as the middle of April even though the official 'ritual' will be by the last weekend of the month. So, to make sure that you'll be up-dated with the activities, I'll post them once they've been confirmed by the organisers.<br /><br />See, April is full (and fool if you want to do it on April 1). And just imagine if there is somebody telling you, "I want to see the report of the first quarter on my table tomorrow!!!". Come April 1, he'll just say, "It's April Fool , my friend"<br /><br /></span></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-57790953870982406812009-03-28T13:53:00.005+08:002009-03-28T14:55:52.805+08:00Go Ferrari<div style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;">F1 2009 season <span style="font-style: italic;">vroooms off</span> today in Melbourne with the qualifying round. New teams, new engines, new drivers - all out for the new season. And me, I'm still with Ferrari. Though champion in the constructors category in the 2008 season, its driver, Felipe Massa was a point behind McLaren's Lewis Hamilton for the drivers championship.<br /><br />For the 2009 season, Ferrari will be going for the titles again with Felipe Massa and Kimi Raikkonen in their red machines.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYgA1wR1NWv1Jx9zio1NDwAE3fA1EJAfRPkWA0voDxbQzblHFBh00oa0EZPjv-IFZgzSSCQrhNsds3z7oK2K1o7WIxQGsPWVRz6EbGPsaOJbW1SRj-7zDAXkyaHUEaYHHPUECpFEgfNgVK/s1600-h/P3281844.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYgA1wR1NWv1Jx9zio1NDwAE3fA1EJAfRPkWA0voDxbQzblHFBh00oa0EZPjv-IFZgzSSCQrhNsds3z7oK2K1o7WIxQGsPWVRz6EbGPsaOJbW1SRj-7zDAXkyaHUEaYHHPUECpFEgfNgVK/s400/P3281844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318115160513877250" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Ready!!! 1...2...3...4...Go! Good luck, Ferrari</span><br /><br /></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-50616077657455988722009-03-24T22:20:00.008+08:002009-03-24T22:57:12.028+08:00Suns of Matu<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">There may be only one sun, at least the one that we belong to. But any early morning drive from Matu to Mukah and a late evening return back to Matu proves that Matu has many suns. A different display of sunrise and sunset everyday. Something that gives drivers a refreshing start and a relaxing end to the day.</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM0QTt9uGgvDF17XS9fk0ofOF6p5NxJ89I7xOvrm9eeKTv_vRuluq50zIewpmCX0TEzrRczK_38LAj2F_FXwsnPuowvur2rpH7cWMr6G7cjzYFOYcWuvsMK9ocAYwW-BQratDTSoQRvlSf/s1600-h/P3241823.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM0QTt9uGgvDF17XS9fk0ofOF6p5NxJ89I7xOvrm9eeKTv_vRuluq50zIewpmCX0TEzrRczK_38LAj2F_FXwsnPuowvur2rpH7cWMr6G7cjzYFOYcWuvsMK9ocAYwW-BQratDTSoQRvlSf/s400/P3241823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316761608167471714" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9HFNpY0XqSIVsDzBakvI087xH-Yx9T3WFuGYhsyE0N-M3lyBJq55ohEbgQwR8_kytXKBlpAGuPanfQFUY-6yTpT2wfSEWOBQioZ3bTIGMNn0l3AYqVgbtaHbdBx79cjX-hurIkPGNMf31/s1600-h/Copy+of+P3051778.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9HFNpY0XqSIVsDzBakvI087xH-Yx9T3WFuGYhsyE0N-M3lyBJq55ohEbgQwR8_kytXKBlpAGuPanfQFUY-6yTpT2wfSEWOBQioZ3bTIGMNn0l3AYqVgbtaHbdBx79cjX-hurIkPGNMf31/s400/Copy+of+P3051778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316762032722077874" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">Driving into the early morning sun(s)</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihkuVLwonXEepo6FTdRFR-T0h7I0f9Z2-Ui4PjDnwfuA2de4zGbvULfTj6wSnyIoVmR0-eSE0nC8r3JZuskEsfapMXvlaDpu7kNi0Skn4XBIpSJ-tlDOB-5XAyETBmciqxlLXNyl9EZ5pa/s1600-h/Copy+of+P2271619.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihkuVLwonXEepo6FTdRFR-T0h7I0f9Z2-Ui4PjDnwfuA2de4zGbvULfTj6wSnyIoVmR0-eSE0nC8r3JZuskEsfapMXvlaDpu7kNi0Skn4XBIpSJ-tlDOB-5XAyETBmciqxlLXNyl9EZ5pa/s400/Copy+of+P2271619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316763349064016002" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">Driving back into the sunset</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1hAjPsoMWpsqMrqwOgPpwZXhsccqNPgj03O0VerMBe0DCFq6ajh_8cmFPGpa9FN1WmrN6vZCjqd_SYZr2LF51ktt9rpYZMaC-T9ooKstRulATDTLDE4HVqhlkPGLqStiQVj88oxFXmttR/s1600-h/Copy+of+P3021706.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1hAjPsoMWpsqMrqwOgPpwZXhsccqNPgj03O0VerMBe0DCFq6ajh_8cmFPGpa9FN1WmrN6vZCjqd_SYZr2LF51ktt9rpYZMaC-T9ooKstRulATDTLDE4HVqhlkPGLqStiQVj88oxFXmttR/s400/Copy+of+P3021706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316764144307951810" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit1TwoENTsLfNc4JKh80Ay_LYH_p-ElB4mBTbE2q8ozdhpvi1eVCQ3bZ01b-rZv5wdec5e2ToktwgiqroGmhBr50CwyONRfrDcJ8d1QaPZXQ97_Wlyed1J8CGZybMmblfPIennYCGMGpeg/s1600-h/Copy+of+P3021714.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit1TwoENTsLfNc4JKh80Ay_LYH_p-ElB4mBTbE2q8ozdhpvi1eVCQ3bZ01b-rZv5wdec5e2ToktwgiqroGmhBr50CwyONRfrDcJ8d1QaPZXQ97_Wlyed1J8CGZybMmblfPIennYCGMGpeg/s400/Copy+of+P3021714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316764593456574274" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">Cruising across the Igan River</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Indeed refreshing and relaxing. What happen in between the rise and the set is ours to decide!</span><br /></div><br /></div></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-38544075298638780622009-03-22T14:59:00.009+08:002009-03-22T15:30:52.893+08:00A Small Touching Story<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);font-size:100%;" >I got this story through an email from a friend and it sounds good, good enough to share it with the world .....</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);"><br /></span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door. </span></b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">SON: "Daddy, may I ask you a question?" </span></b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">DAD: "Yeah sure, what is it?" </span></b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?" </span></b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">DAD: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?" </span></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">SON: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"</span> </b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">DAD: "If you must know, I make </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">RM</span><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">100 an hour." </span></b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">SON: "Oh," the little boy replied, with his head down. </span></b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">SON: "Daddy, may I please borrow R</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">M</span><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">50?"</span></b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">The father was furious, "If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior." </span></b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. </span></b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? </span></b><br /><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">R</span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">M</span><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">50 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door. </span></span><br /></span></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">"Are you asleep, son?" He asked. </span></b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy. </span></b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier" said the man.</span> </b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">"It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">R</span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">M</span><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">50 you asked for." </span></b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">The little boy sat straight up, smiling. "Oh, thank you daddy!" He yelled.</span></b><br /><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father. </span></span><br /></span></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">"Why do you want more money if you already have some?" the father grumbled.</span></b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied. </span></b><br /><br /><b><span style="color:blue;">"Daddy, I have RM100 now, can I buy an hour of your time? </span></b><br /><br /><b><span style="color:blue;">Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."</span> </b><br /><br /><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);">The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.</span> </b><br /><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: arial;">It's just a short reminder to all of us working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without spending some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our heart.</span></span><b><span style="color: rgb(95, 95, 95);"><o:p></o:p></span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><b>So, do remember to share that RM100 worth of your time with someone you love. </b></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;" > <!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><!--[endif]--></span>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-13675183828605371292009-03-19T15:15:00.003+08:002009-03-19T15:29:22.701+08:00Who's To Blame?<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"Copperplate Gothic Bold"; 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color: black;">There was a story about four people.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: red;">Everybody</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">, </span><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: blue;">Somebody</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">, </span><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: purple;">Anybody</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: black;">and</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: green;">Nobody</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoBodyText2"><span style="color: black;">There was an important job to be done.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: red;">Everybody</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: black;">was asked to do it.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoBodyText"><b style=""><span style="">Everybody</span></b><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><span style="color: black;">was sure</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><b style=""><span style="color: blue;">Somebody</span></b><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><span style="color: black;">would do it.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: purple;">Anybody</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: black;">could have done it but</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: green;">Nobody</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: black;">did it.</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoBodyText2"><b style=""><span style="color: blue;">Somebody</span><span style=""> </span></b><span style="color: black;">got angry about that <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoBodyText2"><span style="color: black;">because it was</span><span style=""> </span><b style=""><span style="color: red;">Everybody</span></b><span style="color: black;">’s</span><span style=""> </span><span style="color: black;">job.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: red;">Everybody</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: black;">thought</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: purple;">Anybody</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: black;">could do it,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -3.75pt; text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: black;">but</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: green;">Nobody</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: black;">realised <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -3.75pt; text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: black;">that</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: red;">Everybody</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: black;">wouldn’t do it .<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: black;">It ended up that</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: red;">Everybody</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: black;">blamed</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: blue;">Somebody</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: black;">when actually</span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: green;">Nobody</span></b><b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span></b><b><u><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: black;">asked</span></u></b><b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"> </span></b><b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: purple;">Anybody</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Blaming you, blaming me but there's no YOU or ME in there ..... so who will take it? ASK yourself while I'll ASK myself, fair?</span><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><br /><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold"; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"></span><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold";"><o:p></o:p></span></p>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-69928420684833604182009-03-19T07:54:00.010+08:002009-03-19T08:51:17.157+08:00Igan Ferry In The Mist<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">March 18, 0730 hrs - the Matu-Igan ferry was already loaded with vehicles but it's not going anywhere, just yet. Visibility was only around 50 meters. It's a misty, misty morning. Reminds me of the haze. So we waited for nature to clear itself.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">The ferry managed to find its way across some 30 minutes later, through the fading mist.</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic86VPxkSR4Q6wegbBibBKAV5UdVzN74JoHn20v_u7MCzJpehZJdVumwHlyBaJCeXfSytQlkYdkPrCg7kzsIl2YCZwKXkqz-kmra-7mEfJBnCmr9YlJo_dpCNu9hEb43aH4TUDlnP020_2/s1600-h/P3181853.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic86VPxkSR4Q6wegbBibBKAV5UdVzN74JoHn20v_u7MCzJpehZJdVumwHlyBaJCeXfSytQlkYdkPrCg7kzsIl2YCZwKXkqz-kmra-7mEfJBnCmr9YlJo_dpCNu9hEb43aH4TUDlnP020_2/s400/P3181853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314685784238507954" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">Upriver</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi78kKKua5taQ66T17JjhJFdmu57GRXCUq8wR16RN59n_UnMbJj1-fWLva33Pn64e2iEolG5Ez9XWrfSUCj6Ba5CxVk04eTH7JaAPV0xh6ROMoggKdq8-eQKNxV1l33Y7sFL-B7apWWnfHf/s1600-h/P3181855.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi78kKKua5taQ66T17JjhJFdmu57GRXCUq8wR16RN59n_UnMbJj1-fWLva33Pn64e2iEolG5Ez9XWrfSUCj6Ba5CxVk04eTH7JaAPV0xh6ROMoggKdq8-eQKNxV1l33Y7sFL-B7apWWnfHf/s400/P3181855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314686244375350146" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">Downriver</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEFxxRwNzzpL8T6kKIsMVpNLPztw5_aZPHx0UatvCUKd0-Bi2RU3pHyypoS7xg6OAE3QlSgRzDttg3y2bRvAd4cdLSdA1FDtW1S4-KS7oOMtIkGeHTFigIuZ2Opm5PQUoYI6G_iGsWPVnL/s1600-h/P3181856.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEFxxRwNzzpL8T6kKIsMVpNLPztw5_aZPHx0UatvCUKd0-Bi2RU3pHyypoS7xg6OAE3QlSgRzDttg3y2bRvAd4cdLSdA1FDtW1S4-KS7oOMtIkGeHTFigIuZ2Opm5PQUoYI6G_iGsWPVnL/s400/P3181856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314686864628088338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">Landing point at Matu mainland</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZdDpGjRm1yiGmjQtxXLykaVbUtR_7PgPsIGUnO0aV7RcaVf6HozAfUVpFAbZNo6uXnPbKTXCa_DnzjvW8VnHbopKinwF6lkZP9BcBUWm8CnxyvUc6zBDl7PyrJavF5j7Jx1rzg0GMfK_X/s1600-h/P3181859.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZdDpGjRm1yiGmjQtxXLykaVbUtR_7PgPsIGUnO0aV7RcaVf6HozAfUVpFAbZNo6uXnPbKTXCa_DnzjvW8VnHbopKinwF6lkZP9BcBUWm8CnxyvUc6zBDl7PyrJavF5j7Jx1rzg0GMfK_X/s400/P3181859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314687749493889810" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">Full but not going anywhere</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq98ppCzhek5BAYVMLGSDTk1xJfCkCMlFApUmy9AoqeRFJAJDj7xCx6SY4Ew-2GhP9VTCnm7Sd8q54j5GDIxF7haUQOxVQFXletuYyruxOpx0xigjoEp5-jRzcXPig3cX69hSSpYzU_dTC/s1600-h/P3181862.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq98ppCzhek5BAYVMLGSDTk1xJfCkCMlFApUmy9AoqeRFJAJDj7xCx6SY4Ew-2GhP9VTCnm7Sd8q54j5GDIxF7haUQOxVQFXletuYyruxOpx0xigjoEp5-jRzcXPig3cX69hSSpYzU_dTC/s400/P3181862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314688715527802930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">The other ferry into the mist</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-tJJ4RTKnxB1KTXEFy8regE_GJSm-X27a6Es6v8xbwZuqwN1cyENmOb9CqL4TWhYAP9Ah9JHvTrmtyGOns_h5WuRKLh5GveWxvvuifZMm9laRqH-75ae-C5pHtmIrv8BdvRPqjF1Mpd9X/s1600-h/P3181863.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-tJJ4RTKnxB1KTXEFy8regE_GJSm-X27a6Es6v8xbwZuqwN1cyENmOb9CqL4TWhYAP9Ah9JHvTrmtyGOns_h5WuRKLh5GveWxvvuifZMm9laRqH-75ae-C5pHtmIrv8BdvRPqjF1Mpd9X/s400/P3181863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314689195851405138" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">Landing point at Igan mainland</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;">Misty, uncertainty is just another beginning of a new day. A challenge in its own way, making us a better person each day.<br /><br /></div></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-29292972542331717902009-03-10T20:13:00.008+08:002009-03-10T21:11:37.399+08:00Golfing In Sri Aman?<o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PlaceName"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PlaceType"></o:smarttagtype><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if !mso]><object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"></object> <style> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } </style> <![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">You may have heard of the tidal bore (benak) and its annual festival or the ferocious Bujang Senang of <st1:place st="on"><st1:placename st="on">Batang Lupar</st1:placename> </st1:place>when you talk about Sri Aman. The tidal bore will occur during king tides and the Sarawak Government Almanac is a good guide for its timing. As for the Bujang Senang, enough is enough; let the mysterious croc-attacks be history.<o:p></o:p></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">But golfing in Sri Aman may not sound very familiar. People will ask, do you have a golf course in Sri Aman? To me, it’s a very fair question because it’s not as popular an</span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">d</span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"> well-known as the DGCC or the KGS.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">The Pakit Camp Golf Club was established in 1991, based at an army camp in Pakit, 15 km from Sri Aman town. Starting off with 3 holes then, presently the golf course is a nine-hole par 35 stretching 2,515 meters in between the army offices and quarters buildings. Due to the ‘not so fair’ fairway, golf is played under the local rule of ‘preferred lie’ within one-club length not nearer to the hole all the way here. There’s no buggies or caddies to ‘enlighten’ players but bag carriers is available on request from the army personnel or you can bring your own. Trolleys will be easier and of a big help throughout this challenging course.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqzdO2ltIycYfHevN5wQq5NdRHgThGSf0IOZlSjMzDy7F3E_yhtj7QPWjeI9eUT9jcNZNGYTSUInf9ElRaX7q7wBzOUvZmOW1Ujl-xJhpV7Lbd04nejSBqf-PE8gm7hZZ0KR9U1Ctai0VC/s1600-h/PC201334.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqzdO2ltIycYfHevN5wQq5NdRHgThGSf0IOZlSjMzDy7F3E_yhtj7QPWjeI9eUT9jcNZNGYTSUInf9ElRaX7q7wBzOUvZmOW1Ujl-xJhpV7Lbd04nejSBqf-PE8gm7hZZ0KR9U1Ctai0VC/s400/PC201334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311534687464516866" border="0" /></a></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">To get a better picture of the course, here’s some stats hole by hole.<o:p></o:p><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">Hole 1<span style=""> </span>- Par 3, 147 meters with the <st1:place st="on">OB</st1:place> on the left and hazard on the right. A bunker is waiting if you tee-off far over the green.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">Hole 2<span style=""> </span> - Par 4, 277 meters with a wide fairway but too much left or right will end you up in the <st1:place st="on">OB</st1:place> on both sides.<span style=""> </span>A bunker is just before the green.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">Hole 3 - Par 3, 144 meter. Blind green up the hill with the hazard on the left.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGDAL2HXFPOuCLq9BSgz-unHQMdHDFAAdju2lt-AmNN6jtrfPD7R4lRCbzqeT9maYMh-hWhPl4eD_OnrQjhrK3aStaiTGENO3dsOPeFZ5fMWzctmxcSCT1kA-FcI3hSkacJCL1leZys82F/s1600-h/PC201335.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGDAL2HXFPOuCLq9BSgz-unHQMdHDFAAdju2lt-AmNN6jtrfPD7R4lRCbzqeT9maYMh-hWhPl4eD_OnrQjhrK3aStaiTGENO3dsOPeFZ5fMWzctmxcSCT1kA-FcI3hSkacJCL1leZys82F/s400/PC201335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311535292944164370" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Original and long-time golfer of Pakit Camp Golf Club, William Linang tees off at Hole 3</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">Hole 4 - Par 4, 243 meters is a good chance for hard hitters to go for an eagle or a birdie at least.<span style=""> </span>All the way on the left is <st1:place st="on">OB.</st1:place></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"><st1:place st="on"></st1:place><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">Hole 5 - Par 5, 413 meters gives a narrow and tricky fairway for medium distant hitters with the <st1:place st="on">OB</st1:place> on the left and the hazard on the right. The next shot onward should easier once the green is in sight.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">Hole 6 - Par 3, 150 meters with the hazard on the right and <st1:place st="on">OB</st1:place> on the left. A chance for a hole-in-one prize here during tournaments.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQFVPmlZT4CDl-Xexz7PqCaX_ZaXsrvi6yM8-pUDSI1O3bRYRd31T-guQdG4nXbm4jZgiMGsegThGRv_LslRG-driCW8c2S3g_qFOiYQ1VEsp7GwC_ZqLWR3WcjyTzrVOudL3IylXm8_ww/s1600-h/PC201345.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQFVPmlZT4CDl-Xexz7PqCaX_ZaXsrvi6yM8-pUDSI1O3bRYRd31T-guQdG4nXbm4jZgiMGsegThGRv_LslRG-driCW8c2S3g_qFOiYQ1VEsp7GwC_ZqLWR3WcjyTzrVOudL3IylXm8_ww/s400/PC201345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311537024157017074" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">Hole 7 - Par 4, 295 meters with the hazard on the right, <st1:place st="on">OB</st1:place> on the left and also the right towards the hole.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">Hole 8 - Par 4, 335 meters is a walk back on fairway 7 with hazard all the way on the left and <st1:place st="on">OB</st1:place> all the way on the right.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYto7lJc6sh5jiZz1SZ7mGXcTFpgtz5WKg_rzOsc9pudDsdHdcHmPt1jOIRI2E6h7gTvz9wNi1ID5Eu3BGFIQ2dHUiEmC2fgSse3bS8aR-7TfKd0WSLLmGYhHWOf3qulbs3NWaW5l-riHw/s1600-h/PC201348.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYto7lJc6sh5jiZz1SZ7mGXcTFpgtz5WKg_rzOsc9pudDsdHdcHmPt1jOIRI2E6h7gTvz9wNi1ID5Eu3BGFIQ2dHUiEmC2fgSse3bS8aR-7TfKd0WSLLmGYhHWOf3qulbs3NWaW5l-riHw/s400/PC201348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311537534310767826" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">Hole 9 - Par 5, 511 meters is a long walk back to the clubhouse. A ‘zig-zag’ fairway, the green uphill is only visible after the 3<sup>rd</sup> shot on regulation.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">Whenever I got a chance to shoot back to Sri Aman (from Matu) during long weekends, this will be my favourite playground for a good afternoon walk with friends like William, Sabestian, Peter Manjan, Bobby, Choon Poh, TC Peng ... to mention a few.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"><span style=""> </span><span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;">So, next time you’re in Sri Aman, bring along your gears to Pakit Camp and try your skill at this challenging course. Happy golfing …..</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-38138634970934218562009-03-06T21:06:00.009+08:002009-03-07T19:58:24.412+08:00What A Week<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">What a week it was for me this week, packed and interestingly shorter though still with the same number of days! Kicking off with opening of the Development Exhibition at the Dewan Suarah Mukah on Sunday, March 1 which my office participated. I have to rush back to Matu in the afternoon for another function - the Malam Mesra Ria Matu 2009 held at the Matu Waterfront at 8 pm.</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwKVUBh1gkprF2ZaMEltduJIoB7eDp5JaWArjt94y4BMgwfqGSkRD_Z1yTOYFboyL62BhdsGh0ZtE9VJzo7M3L-d4100HV8eC7PyBnNKxokx5GHOfXEy4trsxVjKI1c_v7uFovJRyAKNt_/s1600-h/P3011684.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwKVUBh1gkprF2ZaMEltduJIoB7eDp5JaWArjt94y4BMgwfqGSkRD_Z1yTOYFboyL62BhdsGh0ZtE9VJzo7M3L-d4100HV8eC7PyBnNKxokx5GHOfXEy4trsxVjKI1c_v7uFovJRyAKNt_/s400/P3011684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310064941028293746" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The function was attended by YB Encik Abu Seman Jahwie, ADUN N.38 Jemoreng who later gave away prizes to winners of various competition such as karaoke, poco-poco, shuffle, Ratu Kebaya Remaja etc that kept the crowd till 12.30 am.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Next morning I rushed back to Mukah for a meeting regarding the YAB Chief Minister's visit to Mukah. Since my office Land Cruiser is still 'in the dock' due to the last flood, I have to rely on my Kembara, my reliable Kembara. Back to Matu late in the evening, it's all the household routines - laundry, ironing and 'surfing'.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">March 3, 8.30 am - I attended the installation of the new councillors of the Matu-Daro District Council (MDMD) of which I was part of. The ceremony was followed by a lunch and later a meeting with councillors.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">March 4 was my only full day in the office this week which enabled me to clear off my table, mails and entertain some public. Late evening it was another rush back to Mukah for a meeting next morning.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYO8USH2wvnmAsiHj_q0F15ARCx66ecKDCxag92gUvyx6LmSOrVhgPzCG4MOCLcOgsOo2FMRFqtzC7-MNtXRgTMKJz_-5101TL8AsU44xGwjDE9SUa7vN9y7EbsRSB899ye4XKxpdvt9Vi/s1600-h/P3051783.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYO8USH2wvnmAsiHj_q0F15ARCx66ecKDCxag92gUvyx6LmSOrVhgPzCG4MOCLcOgsOo2FMRFqtzC7-MNtXRgTMKJz_-5101TL8AsU44xGwjDE9SUa7vN9y7EbsRSB899ye4XKxpdvt9Vi/s400/P3051783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310078658569798546" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The SDMC meeting on March 5 attended by Permanent Secretaries and Residents, and chaired by the State Secretary, Datuk Amar Wilson Baya Dandot was held at the Menara Pehin Setia Raja. The State Secretary later went for site visits to some ongoing projects around the Division.</span> <span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />Today, March 6 was a big one. YAB Chief Minister Pehin Sri Haji Abdul Taib Mahmud visited Mukah to hand over some financial assistance to the recent flood and fire victims in Mukah Division which was held at the Politeknik Mukah.</span> </div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNn324yaG3j1csM1jGSnuSTMGgS3IZvVfsskZzXH8GMRNl5ZjNZr51HeWAHZ7m5Tbm1h31IYg-zgqg8oKvu36TfC22-GhLxgmhSl4xe_JvC6LU_wJ1URVKKrNaiIESW3TFVwJeOKZmSVKV/s1600-h/P3061800.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNn324yaG3j1csM1jGSnuSTMGgS3IZvVfsskZzXH8GMRNl5ZjNZr51HeWAHZ7m5Tbm1h31IYg-zgqg8oKvu36TfC22-GhLxgmhSl4xe_JvC6LU_wJ1URVKKrNaiIESW3TFVwJeOKZmSVKV/s400/P3061800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310084360552428722" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">After the Friday prayers, the Chief Minister spent some time at the Development Exhibition at the Dewan Suarah Mukah. And of course, he visited our booth which brings back some memories of the old days of Matu.</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpVwMERyatCg1KdqJ76ubG6SSh4FuMwve9jZsje93ufhTAtJKOPxQSUp-qQzcV-PKQPfj3qrtM1O5v575ghOkDrwU8OLK5BSzdICIzk-5hXyTXEOLLru9dBrMd1EKBF1IeLT888vJj6xXv/s1600-h/P3061809.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpVwMERyatCg1KdqJ76ubG6SSh4FuMwve9jZsje93ufhTAtJKOPxQSUp-qQzcV-PKQPfj3qrtM1O5v575ghOkDrwU8OLK5BSzdICIzk-5hXyTXEOLLru9dBrMd1EKBF1IeLT888vJj6xXv/s400/P3061809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310087908359747650" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Thank you, YAB Pehin Sri... from all of us in Matu</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">What better way can I ask for to end the week than this. Another week gone and another one will come, and I AM READY. We all should be!</span><br /></div></div><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-66090458102178039742009-03-03T22:29:00.005+08:002009-03-03T23:53:28.333+08:00MDMD Councillors Sworn In<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">The new councillors of Matu-Daro District Council (MDMD) took their oath of office at the MDMD</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> office in Matu today, March 1 for a one year term from Jan 1 to Dec 31 2009. The swearing-in ceremony was witnessed by YB Encik Abu Seman Jahwie, ADUN for N.38 Jemoreng.</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYZvfiULpNugyqoJIyT5BRdgi9VzqpGjC4PvhKuPnRRHJnWR844i2okcjg2veuIsaGE1sWdbRP0q-6rvcWoWtXShB76khVqL6nHm4H1mlGInMW_A_N11uTj-Q5yW0SivYsDK6V_rxypx-t/s1600-h/P3031727.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYZvfiULpNugyqoJIyT5BRdgi9VzqpGjC4PvhKuPnRRHJnWR844i2okcjg2veuIsaGE1sWdbRP0q-6rvcWoWtXShB76khVqL6nHm4H1mlGInMW_A_N11uTj-Q5yW0SivYsDK6V_rxypx-t/s400/P3031727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308973831496107794" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">In his speech, he urged the councillors to be of an exemplary personality, be knowledgeable on current issues, proactive and acceptive to change. The appointment must be considered as a recognition to them by the government on their ability to serve the people, he added.</span><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmcPWRbwCU-RDXzHqjquLNSMU1MGu1Uo809rOUdFe04bJRjWmYzOkiicMs2ObTnRvaY3OEhQYeEu-6_6sv9LcmUN0-9TvsOEYCdWHXBWgFJBUh3dsNTpuuI2s18u8crNIAyCXSPXiHJY1N/s1600-h/P3031735.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmcPWRbwCU-RDXzHqjquLNSMU1MGu1Uo809rOUdFe04bJRjWmYzOkiicMs2ObTnRvaY3OEhQYeEu-6_6sv9LcmUN0-9TvsOEYCdWHXBWgFJBUh3dsNTpuuI2s18u8crNIAyCXSPXiHJY1N/s400/P3031735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308986016736063554" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The swearing-in, a blend of old and new, and young as well.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4FTHhiuNXxYvfcACATE94Jaz9ZQ2cLmhZsRy2BmC-r9Dfpepm9zVz7ySPNlUBvOwe2-WgSOCOQhSYZrT1n4PCoI1MpoWZdtM_OdCB5Wo7BKu24NcT3oRHA2ufgWlMkYKH_qT-o1meNiCW/s1600-h/P3031759.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4FTHhiuNXxYvfcACATE94Jaz9ZQ2cLmhZsRy2BmC-r9Dfpepm9zVz7ySPNlUBvOwe2-WgSOCOQhSYZrT1n4PCoI1MpoWZdtM_OdCB5Wo7BKu24NcT3oRHA2ufgWlMkYKH_qT-o1meNiCW/s400/P3031759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308987920151366674" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">One for the album. YB Abu Seman with the councillors after the ceremony. </span><br /><br /></div></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3470240368761650277.post-63222244712999950872009-03-02T22:16:00.007+08:002009-03-03T16:34:28.025+08:00Trapped Kancil<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">As I rushed back to Matu from the development exhibition in Mukah on March 1, I was a little bit shock to see something very rare here - a road accident. A Kancil seems to have got out of control and trapped by the roadside along the stretch after the Igan - Matu junction to the ferry point, at one of the few sharp bend.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3_OrhW26K_jQFpS_eWJOJDIlW7t5xww7mTvfGy3OT5tZg307WpLgVXvKqMKK3O5HeQghbA1TvULBnpP51HBb60os4TvNQ6tZ_eQgBZjbVgy-jjBUrE_hGSKtq3rHS4Yo9R9WlK386wsjY/s1600-h/P3021694.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3_OrhW26K_jQFpS_eWJOJDIlW7t5xww7mTvfGy3OT5tZg307WpLgVXvKqMKK3O5HeQghbA1TvULBnpP51HBb60os4TvNQ6tZ_eQgBZjbVgy-jjBUrE_hGSKtq3rHS4Yo9R9WlK386wsjY/s400/P3021694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308598967755216850" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">According to a resident staying nearby, the accident happened at around 4.30 pm the day before, Feb 28. Other than that, I don't get much information about the passengers but I hope they are okay.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdXX0TkAHq-3BWikGAy5W8n7ebjODtuE2yjfwmp5ozsTnr544_cAil64Dk0amMnnnYKX2AzRYLw18sO0ddBjxpWVne93Q0TcwX6t2aAh4yOU9rodWLGhU2qUpMHCnSx28JodEZqF-Vr7qw/s1600-h/P3021701.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdXX0TkAHq-3BWikGAy5W8n7ebjODtuE2yjfwmp5ozsTnr544_cAil64Dk0amMnnnYKX2AzRYLw18sO0ddBjxpWVne93Q0TcwX6t2aAh4yOU9rodWLGhU2qUpMHCnSx28JodEZqF-Vr7qw/s400/P3021701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308602469466053986" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">This stretch of the road may be very quiet and the volume of traffic is very low but a few sharp bends may need some extra caution. A split second of carelessness may be very costly.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">This posting is meant as a reminder to all of us that accident can happen anywhere but with patience and extra care while on the wheel, we can make the difference.</span><br /></div><br /><br /></div></div>PPShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311462657671641616noreply@blogger.com1