"The sharp knife of a short life

I've had just enough time..."


- "If I Die Young" The Band Perry


I see Beauty in many things. And like the ghosts that only speak to you if you notice them, they tell me wondrous tales. With my camera and my thoughts, I captured these as faithfully as I can to share with you. And by doing so, they gave me the reasons. And though the thousand reasons may not all be sweet and some indeed bitter; they are still reasons to live. Come to think about it, that is Life, isn't it?
Showing posts with label East Malaysia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label East Malaysia. Show all posts

Sunday, 19 January 2014

The Melon I Found In The Borneo Highlands


I've had just enough time...   to find the melon in the highlands


A beautiful melon with intricate patterns I found in the Borneo Highlands Resort in Kuching

The melon I found on Borneo Highlands
I know not its name and
There is no one to enlighten
But it is all the same
One need not know to appreciate
One only need know to appreciate


Thursday, 12 April 2012

We Always Reap What We Sow.




I've had just enough time to...   continue sowing...


Taken during near a river bank in Kuching, East Malaysia.



“We reap what we sow”
Not always

But it should not be for lack of trying
It should not be for lack of hoping
It should not be for lack of sacrificing

We do what we can
And hope for a bountiful harvest
Not always

But we should not give up
We should not give in
We should just sow some more

And hope for a bountiful harvest
Not always for

It may not be what we hope for
Nor the harvest we look for but

“We always reap what we sow”

_______

The Harvest Song
《丰收歌》女声合唱·中央民族乐团合唱团







Saturday, 7 January 2012

“Tagai” No Fishing! Just Fish Massage.




I've had just enough time to...   enjoy a fish massage.



Taken in the Moroli river in Kampung Luanti, Ranau in Sabah, East Malaysia.



About three hours away from Kota Kinabalu, Sabah; is a small village called Kampung Luanti in the district of Ranau. The local Dusun community imposed a “tagai” meaning “no fishing” along this stretch of the crystal clear Moroli river. Instead, they trained the “Ikan Pelian” (Malaysian Mahseer) to give you a massage you will never forget.

The minute I cautiously stepped into the water, the fishes swarmed round me nibbling at any dead skin. Except for a sharp nibble now and then, it is painless and you quickly get used to it and even liked the sensation.

“Go on, get into the deep end. Submerge your whole body in but watch out for your exposed nipple!” I knew my friend was joking but I kept my hands closely to my chest until the rubbing of slippery scales against my skin relaxed me and made me forgot I was ever in any danger, exposed nipple or not. Having dozens of fishes deliberately rubbing against you is an unforgettable experience.

I bought some fish pallets, cupped it in my hands and have the fish sucked right out of it. In the cool water with all the fishes slipping in and around my body, I could close my eyes and imagined I was in another world of peaceful coexistence. So if you are on your way to climb Mount Kinabalu  or to visit the national park, do not forget to drop into Kampung Luanti for a sensational fish massage.




Wednesday, 14 December 2011

Some Hills You'll Never Climb.




I've had just enough time to...   realize there are some hills I'll never climb.


At the foothill of Mount Kota Kinabalu, a hill that has eluded me time and again.



There are some hills you’ll never climb,
No matter how close you get to it.
And you’re left wondering “what if?”
It is alright to pause and wonder for a while
And gaze longingly before you move on.
But move on, you should.

For some hills are never meant
To be climbed – By you.

You wonder if you should persist,
To climb the hill you miss,
Risking it all and make victory more the sweet.
Or try some other hills and discover them new.
But you can never know for sure
Which is which?

But the fact remains, there are more hills
Than you can climb.
And you have to decide,
Which to climb and
Which to miss.




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