Friday, May 22, 2009

Just maybe



The other day while eating at an eating shop at Genting Sempah near Genting Highland, on my way to Kuala Lumpur, I happened to site this guy (photo shown).

Well I thought, maybe he was that famous guy.

http://afdlinshauki.blogspot.com/

He wasn't unfortunately, but maybe given the same opportunity he may be famous as well. Who knows.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Maxwell Hill (Bukit Larut) Taiping, Perak, Malaysia.






The photo of the man (Mr Ishak), the Land Rover driver who took us safely up a mountain road with 93 hairpin bends to a height 1036 meters of over a distance of 10.2 km.

Up the hill called Bukit Larut which in the olden days was known as Maxwell Hill in Taiping, Perak, Malaysia.

This is how the Hills (white speck in the distance) looks like from Taiping Town (photo taken early in the morning when the cloud has not yet cleared).

Maxwell Hill used to be a cooling resort for the British who were working in Taiping, which was the capital “City” of the State of Perak, and which once upon time was the richest District in Malaya, a District where tin plentiful and was mined, and where the Chinese (from mainland China) first settled with their skills of mining for tin. It would have been the Capital ‘City’ of Malaysia had not Yap Ah Loy (the Chinese Kapitan) moved to Kuala Lumpur where he prospected for more tin after he decided that tin in Taiping might be exhausted in a couple of more years from then (and he was right). The Chinese and the Malays in Taiping (Larut then) were fighting over tin in those days, and peace was made after the British intervened. Peace at a price to the Malays. That is why the place was made to be called Taiping.

Back to the Maxwell Hill, it’s a beautiful place, the temperature may go as low as 17 deg C at the lowest point. And Taiping has the highest measurement of rainfall in Malaya, maybe because the mountain (hills) is the agent of convection current.

The Hill has a few bunglows for rent, some with caretaker and some with no caretaker. What is lacking is that there is no canteen or ‘cafĂ©’ where one can get food unless one brings along ones own food for a picnic up the Hill. One may of course rent a bunglow for an overnight stay up the Hill, price ranging from RM200 to RM 300 per night, (RM3.3 = USD 1.0) doing your own cooking. The bunglow may be having from 3 to 4 rooms, comfortably housing about 10 people a night.

But one may also rent a chalet, very close to the top of the Hill, with arranged catering provided for.

And close by is a Telecom Transmission towers station.

And the flowers on top of the hill, they are exquisite. One may see butterflies and moths, and at the bottom of the Hill one may even meet a monkey.






The path to the top as I said earlier has 93 hair pin bends, and a driver has to be very skilled to manoeuvre these bends. And when one sees vehicle coming down (which is rare) when one is drive up, one has to stop to let the other vehicle/s pass, the road is that narrow.



It’s a popular spot for hill walkers. I observed that there are 3 stopping stations for these walkers up the hill, and some walkers taking the short cut jungle road to reach these huts. The walkers seem to range from young schoolboys to old man of maybe over 60 years old. And some walkers even use these stopping stations as their tea house where they rest or even eat lunch in these stopping huts. In fact one may see cooking facilities up there in these huts where they boil water (fresh hill water) to make tea (or coffee).


Its an experience of a life time to go up the hill.


One can only go up by the Land Rover provided the Hill Management, One cannot bring ones own vehicle, except those with proper permission given by the Authority, caterer (Contractors) or the Telecom people.

Historically, the road up the Hill was constructed under (?) the supervision of William Edward Maxwell who was appointed Assistant Resident of Perak in 1875. The British built the first Prison in Perak, then the Taiping / Port Weld (now renamed Kuala Sepetang) railway line, (where an elephant was killed when it charged a moving train) and then the road up the Maxwell Hill. They must have used Indian labourers who got paid pittance. How did they build the road? By hand! And using hand tools called ‘cangkol’ probably, pick axe, spade and shovel (I think) as well. How did they break up the rocks? I am told that they heated up the rock by setting fire underneath them, and then pouring cold water over the rock. The rock broke under the differential temperature. And they then chipped these broken rocks where appropriate and pushed and roll over the rock down hill.

There is a proposal to put cable car to the top of the hill from the bottom. But the Authority has yet to approve that. And I hope that the scheme does not get approved.

The Hill itself is an asset to Taiping in particular and to Malaysia in general. It has a natural environment. But the biggest asset is that it has a virgin tropical jungle, undisturbed and with logs worth RM millions. A lot of people are eyeing those logs and to date no approval had been given to cut these trees and logs down. And I pray that the Authority will never approve loggings in that area.

View of Taiping Town from the Hill.


That Bukir Larut (Maxwell Hill) is one of the most beautiful spot on this earth to my thinking.

For further refernce,

http://www.cuti.com.my/album/thumbnails.php?album=88

http://malaysiabudgethotel.com/destinations/perak/maxwell-hill.html

http://www.journeymalaysia.com/MH_maxwell.htm

http://blog.malaysiastory.com/maxwell-hill/

http://www.nature-escapes-kuala-lumpur.com/Maxwell-Hill.html



Sunday, April 12, 2009

Hijab

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7lxAvpZlGNw


As a Muslim, I am very much in support of the proper dress for Muslim women.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

some lovely music

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5H4qtlvA0j0




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2_HXUhShhmY

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

The Upper reaches of the Kelang River.

Upper reaches of the Kelang River, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, a fishing, a catching, a wetting, anxious faces, happy faces, expectant faces, young and old, a string. Never mind the dirty polluted river waters. Just an evening activity, while it rained in the mountains. Food for the day, for the family, maybe fish for sale.





Saturday, February 28, 2009

Smile

I saw this in one of the blogs that I came across, and I was so impressed that I have copied the video (without the blog owner's permission ..... and I trust that if he discovers my blog here he will forgive me). Thank you mate.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iu-rLA4POkI&eurl=http://pescarulamator.blogspot.com/

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Just a memory



Just a memory. 1962 at the old Kuala Lumpur International Airport, prior to leaving Malaya for the UK. And many in the photo are no longer with us.

Friday, December 26, 2008

The Temptations

I am not a Christian, but I am a fan of The Temptations. And I find that this song by the Temptations is very very melodious.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Sacrifice



The Koraan says,
Surah Al-Kauther:
1. To thee have We granted the Fount (Of Abundance).
2. Therefore to thy Lord turn in Prayer and Sacrifice.
3. For he who hateth thee He will be cut off (from Future Hope).

And accordingly for the Eid-ul-Adha, whic fell on 08 Dec. 2008 this year, we did just that, sacrificed a 4 footed animal, in this case a cow.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

The phenomena of lawlessness

The phenomena of lawlessness is inherent in the heart of most of us Malayasian (I believe). Though the Authority keeps telling us that Malaysia is a safe country. Safe compared to which country?

Every day life in Malaysia is quite peaceful but cases have been reported (and known) of rape, snatch thefts, murders but most of these are blamed (conveniently) on the immigrants (illegal) population. Conveniently of course.

But the most observable evidence of close to lawlessness being that Malaysian treat traffic lights as ‘suggestions’ instead of mandatory. One may many time see many motorcycles beating the red traffic signal when (they think) that the coast is clear. And I have seen cars also doing the same when (I think that they think that the coast is clear and that there are no Traffic Policeman around). There are traffic light junctions where there are hidden cameras, but many of these camera s are really ‘decorations’. Like many things in Malaysia, there are lot and lots of Laws but the implementation is questionable.

And Malaysians like to live in cages, that is their houses are protective grilled everywhere, doors, windows and for that matter any opening. I suppose these are precautionary measures, and I believe that those grills help to prevent burglaries or robberies. But some time these are carried over board. Here are some photos of apartments where every window seems to be uglily (and presumbably) safely grilled. Or that we Malaysians (majority) like (or preferred) to live in 'bird cages'

Except for one or two or daring owners of apartment owners who have no grill at all.

I sometime wonder if those daring ones get burgled or robbed. I hate to think what will happened to these grilled apartments if a fire ever occur in them, how do the occupants escape. In my career (when investigating the cause of fire, with other agencies) I have seen burnt bodies of the elderly and children hurdled together near grilled windows after a fire.

These photoes are only showing what happens in a cluster of apartments. One will see no exceptions when one visits terraced houses, single or double storeyed, or even big single bunglows/houses or even mansions. The main difference being that the richer the occupants are the more decorative or sophisticated are the grills; probably with battery operated or electrically operated burglar alarms or even cctv cameras ........... and I must say some even have guards for a group of houses and those who can afford it a guard (on shift) for each house.

Well, that is us Malaysians, and our ’prison’ mentality. We actually imprison ourselves, and I suppose its is safer for people to live in a prison than for many of us us to live outside, where we also ‘imprison’ ourselves.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Old but not antique













At least 50 years old. Its a collectors item. Saw one in Kuantan (Malaysia) last week but could not make it stop. Luckily saw almost identical this week in Kuala Lumpur, the photoes. Except for the modified engine electrical system, the rest seemed original.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Yesterday, yes I was there when it happened.

I was not in the actual concert hall, I was watching the show on (B&W) TV.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Some time I need some humour.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-hUjdzdWbsU

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Faces


In ones life one may meet a lot faces, some time one likes the face, sometime no, sometime one is fascinated, other time just could not careless, but faces one meets, one remembers some and one forgets most ...... even if one meets again. Some time ones dreams of a face, sometimes just at a glance, probably hundreds of thousands faces one sees eye to eye, other in photographs, and others probabaly when surfing the internet. Others one might tells oneself "I wish I can meet that face again", but most not to be.

The photoes were taken at a party yesterday. Like them?
o

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Just doing a job

Its a part of my job to travel to Taiping (Malaysia) every so often. In the early days I used to stay the night in Ipoh (Malaysia) but soon I was a bit bored of Ipoh. Not that Ipoh is not an interesting place but I soon got bored with the hotels I stayed in. Don't ask me why.

And so I decided to travel up to Taiping to spend the night after I have finished my jobs south of Ipoh and in Ipoh. I have a few other jobs to do in Taiping, and in those days when I used to spent the night in Ipoh, I drove up the next morning to Taiping.

In Taiping I used to spend the night at Sri Malaysia Hotel Taiping . Its a big chain of budget hotels. Its at a good location, but I wanted a hotel right in Town. So I ended up at this hotel. Its a pleasant little hotel.

It close to the Taiping Main Masjid.

And one of my favourite view of Taiping its the range of hills (more like a range of mountain) behind the Town. Been up there when I was a school boy, and I intend to go up the hill again (perhaps someday). And from the Hotel I could see the hill very clearly.

And I am fascinated with some old buildings in Taiping.
The Perak Museum, which is under renovation is beautiful.

An old high official (British) residence probably (now used as a Malaysian Army Club).

An an old colonial wooden house, which seemed to have been neglected but looked like its under repair now.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Hari Raya AidilFitri 2008 (Eid el Fitr 1429)



Allah-u Akbar!, Allah-u Akbar!, Allah-u Akbar!. Selamat Hari Raya every one (Eid Mubarak)
The Hari Raya fell on 1st Oct. 2008 (in Malaysia that is), a Wednesday. And fasting month for another year is gone. How many of us will be here in the next fasting month, next Ramadan?
Every Muslim should always look forward toa fasting month and is sad when the fasting month (Ramadan) is gone. Fasting month is a month of many blessings. A hungry day and one always look foreward to ‘iftar’, the breaking of the fast at sunset. And a Muslim feels sad when the fasting month is gone, sad that a month of blessing is gone.
At home, we always seems to be blessed. Our table is full when the family gets together fot ‘iftar’.

And when the family is away, we still have enough.

For me this year Hari Raya is very special. I was given a very expensive present Hari Raya gift by my daughter Souraya. I was given a laptop, an Acer Aspire One. I have in all my life (to the best of my rememberance) never received such an expensive gift before, such a valuable gift.


And for remembrance of this Hari Raya, I have included here a video of an azan, a Subuh prayer azan, by Ustaz Haji Indra Gunawan, an Idonesian Al-Hafiz ( person who can remember and recite the whole of the Koraan) at our local prayer house (surau), in Wangsa Maju Kuala Lumpur, on the morning of Sunday 28th September 2008, just 2 days before the Hari Raya.

We thank Allah for our good fortune and goood health this year.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Neglected

I have neglected this blog somehow.

I have been busy with my two latest blogs, which are closer to my heart.
http://atuklias.blogspot.com
and
http://mykuantanapartment.blogspot.com

I shall get back into this blog later.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Those were the days.



My friends, as if the world would never end.

I had my first Lambretta as a student in the UK. Similar to the above. And I shall never forget the accident I had on it (a total wreck but it was repaired by the Insurance and like new it was), the other unmentionable pleasures on it and the trip to Northern Europe (with a friend) with it. And the cash I got when I sold it, enough for me to for a holiday in Spain.

The accident? I had just newly bought the scooter, and I was driving to the Devils Dyke from Brighton, when at a T-junction I could not stop to let through the heavy traffic, so to play safe I hit the road "Give Way' sign post. It was in England then, a kind passersby took me to the Hove Hospital where they cleaned and stitched up my head wounds (then crash helmet was not mandatory, and my thick rimmed glasses saved my face from further damage), washed up my blood splattered clothings. They being honest people then, I did not loose a single 'penny' from my pockets in my clothings. They even sent me back to my dig and I looked like a proper stitched up Frankestine. And my friends took care of my wrecked scooter by sending it to a workshop.

But I could not really compete with the Mods of London who really decorated their more powerful Lambretta.

Monday, August 18, 2008

Home made.

Home made firework, in a thick bamboo container.

And home made sedan chair, of bamboo frame, in a shape of a boat.


All for a couple, in a wedding ceremony in Malaysia.

And then the night after the official marriage ceremony, they are made to ride on the sedan chair, carried on the shoulders of the village youths, and greeted with the fireworks.

This is not just another noise!



This may sound like a noise but its not. It has a recognised beat to it. Its a kompang, (similar beat but with a drum added), a bit noisy but the people there liked it.

It was at a Malay wedding.

And the night before they have this saucer dance (Malay = tari piring) in honour of the bride and the groom.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Medicine man of Temerloh (Malaysia).



He is only available on Sundays at the location..

His pantun, and sinsong ways of selling his medicines attract the crowd.