THE HAPPENINGS

WE HAVE ONLY EMBARKED on the second month of the year and soon moving into March and already discovering or learning of new things that had escaped us before. Perhaps our experiences never took us across such happenings or maybe they too remained concealed, never touching the lights of day.

Political upheavals aside, when one side can challenge the other dragging all concerned into the fry as seen in the former tin rich state of Perak; now we see another woman disallowing a legal wife to attend to her own husband who sadly has been in hospital outside the country. Rightly thinking such disallowing has no bearing irrespective of the standing. The religious court cautioned and check is undoubtedly a clear resonance of the correct decisions. As usual dissatisfaction, unhappiness or the right to uphold truth as expected would see counter actions. Therefore we see the courts being visited now more often and the magistrates or judges holding their forts even to the point of being dismissed. Do you ever hear of the High Court judge being asked to disqualify himself before? It seems now you can challenge almost anything and hopefully get what you want.

Another preference would be to make police reports over all sundry happenings. You utter a right or wrong remark and someone will make a police report. The sensation places him or her on a special dais, a champion irrespective whether there is action or inaction on the part of the police who is bogged with more serious issues.

Intimacy before wed logs has seriously brought about childbirth to the discomfort of young 'parents' and disarray leading to news report too uncomfortable for us to absorb . All directions have been taken to counter its continuance but it is not the finality until the correct or expectable mean is found. Now a sanctuary for such victims or candidates has been suggested, disclosing that acceptability in a sense rather than opposition and condemnation is a better mean. Yet the roots of high cost in marriages, disallowing on the parts of parents etc have to be overcome.

Lawyers too are at their wits end, searching for actions to be taken where possible to assist their clients. There seems to be no close and shut cases anymore. All avenues are opened. Yes there are challenging pathways ahead of us.

Road accidents also take front page columns. Double – decked buses, speedy drivers, road engineering, emergency lanes and vehicles left unattended by the highways all now become headline grabbers. Yes surely we are pulled aside disturbed by such happenings around; never a dull moment. Maid services with stories hitting the headlines and arousing anger from our friendly neighbor who have thousands or millions of their citizens here and the unacceptable inflow of visitors from the dark- continent are chapters in our current story.

An escape to solitude, away from the maddening crowd naturally becomes a welcomed offer. Where do you stand and where will you go to flee the 'turmoil'?

 

( A sudden urge to pen down the urgency that one feels daily listening and reading the news over the networks)

A WELCOME CRYOUT BUT WHEN WILL CHANGE TAKES EFFECT

TWO DAYS AGO the newspaper discloses two exciting news to those of us who like reading and playing. These are two ordinary pleasures that have hooked us since we were children. Our teachers and our parents have encouraged us since and over the years our moments have been taken up with pouring over words and writings in books, documents, newspapers and whatever materials that comes by. Bilingualism or proficiency in more than one language surely would add justice and gainful ship since you would be opened to the richness of knowledge. Enjoying the games on the school fields, participating as team members or individually and being rewarded with take-home medals or silver cups of varied sizes, cheered by friends and encouraged by relatives and parents help to a no less small way make you a man. We seem to adhere to the Latin phrase "a healthy mind in a healthy body" and no doubt it has paid tremendously all these years.

Now out of the blues, the Minister of Education Malaysia and the Deputy Prime Minister himself has awakened to the befallen standard of participation in games. Be it at the village, school, district, state and national levels our participation in games have fallen on the waysides. Competiveness is not the order of things, much less the desires to participate. Malaysia's grand position at the South East Asia's level and much less the International dimension is nothing to be proud of.

In short, it suddenly dawn after several decades that, our schools have shied away from extra-curricular activities namely games, sports, physical education etc. The school playing fields seems to be reserved only for it ambience. Daily exercises and P.E as part of the school curriculum which helped to identify the muscular students as everyone has to bare himself top up died a natural death. Added to that, teachers with options to teach physical education, sports activities and helped to promote team spirit, sportsmanship and competiveness become a dying breed. Other options take precedence and naturally the school children face the other directions. Not their faults.

Now it is about turn at least. How far will it go? Will the Education Ministry itself help to check the wrought? In no way will it be possible unless it works with other related Ministries and Departments. Nonetheless it is a welcome change and for many of us already with grown-up children, hopefully the grandchildren and future Malaysian youth will shine with colors in their faces, with active muscles and veins helping them to be healthy citizens and no doubt taking them away at regular times from the confines of their rooms and computer machines.

Malaysians outpouring over the delights of books however seems to strike a record of sort, not something we can cry out or shout to the world or even to our nearby neighbor. The newspapers let out a catastrophic secret though not a surprise to many. After several attempts or programs to get Malaysian to read even at allowing RM1000.00 as tax rebate for the purchase of books, the media discovers that we just don't read enough. Statistics show that out of 85 percent who read regularly their preference go like this: 77 percent for newspapers; 3 percent for books; 3 percent for magazines and 1.6 percent for comics. So don't expect to see our people reading or browsing over books while in the trains, aero- planes or at moments when they are free.

The fallacy will be discovered when the school systems realized that they too have fallen short at inspiring our youth to read. The absence of literature classes or even library breaks has caused detrimental damage.

Can we expect another sudden turn around?

A MUCH OVERDUE RETURN VISIT

The signage already indicates where we are and of course several bowls of mutton soup were quickly dispatched to the table. The island still serves hot piping dishes which has been famous for years. With energy charged we headed to Changi to see several airport terminals which is the hub of the island

Greenery continues into the interior

Views of the passengers' Lounge at Changi new Terminal 3 representing a pleasant designed lay-out

Awesome yet captivating ceiling with reflectors which throw lights onto the open spaced hall



An airport displays some creative works of its talented people. Crafts and artworks may form a distinct introduction to the country's past and future.

These three couples our hosts and my wife amidst the flowery arrangement

that greets visitors and flyers at the airport. Shopping arcades and displays form part of the major attractions at airports all over the world.

A few days back I wrote of inaction at least on my part; the lack luster of January. Now that would not be true when past midnight in the early hours of 30^th day of the month with a full moon in the night sky, we were scouting around Singapore two new airports, seeing Terminal 2 and 3 with friends after a highly nourishing bowls of 'Sup Kambing'. Together with Terminal 1 which is under renovation, that section of Changi Singapore now has three main terminals. That would place the city in a very competitive position to steal the airline transport industry in the region. Just look at the photos, you will see that the republic has gone in a big way to welcome as well as provide the best facilities to the passengers and the international airlines that make Singapore their port of call.

A leisurely drive from Putrajaya, minus the normal heavy traffic on the North – South Highway a day earlier saw us arriving at Hj. Ibrahim's house along the Pasir Gudang Highway after a nonstop three hour drive.

It has been several years since we were last in Singapore. A working visit to Putrajaya saw us making way south to Johore Baharu to visit several friends which has long been overdue and naturally saw us crossing the causeway and into the island republic. It happened that the three friends and their wives were Singaporean though they have homes in Johore as well. It was a reciprocal gesture since they have been expecting us to call since their last visit to Titi Gajah in 2008. A planned stay at a hotel has to be abandoned upon insistence from our hosts.

Right now, I am at Hj Ismail's home in the Woodland's suburb. Malaysians of yesteryear may remember Woodlands as a halting place for Malaysian shoppers. Trust me, don't expect it to retain a semblance of its past. Like other parts of Singapore there has been a big change topographically. Ismail's home is like a HBA apartment, giving us the chance to see the much talked Singapore forward building industry especially for its residents. This is a golden opportunity indeed. For once, we observed that space and design do not compromised with aesthetic and profit. The designers have their say and the property owners gained from facilities and amenities thrown in.

This Singapore visit is unlike others that preceded it. No visiting for shopping and direction towards Orchard Road in particular. With help from our Singapore friends we moved to see new growth and development in the City State and learned much from them. Sometimes as you travelled you appreciate what you see and expect such trends are implemented in your own country. You ask and wish some directions are taken for the good of the community. Singapore shows its distinction of caring its habitats; throwing landscaping for the benefits of the people and controlling its rivers and sea frontiers. Many of its rivers have been re engineered, rehabilitated and pleasantly alive with thriving trees and shrubs. Significantly they attract birds to find their homes among the foliage.

Of course, things don't come for free. You have to pay to get what you wished and hoped for. To curtail vehicle movement or traffic, varieties of charges are levied. If you wish to drive, then be ready to pay. Then again we found out, you could still enjoy driving at minimum cost if you used a red-plated Singapore number plate paying a small road tax fee permitting you to use your vehicle from dusk to dawn only.

The island's link with Johore Baharu appears continuous as Singaporean and Malaysians cross each other's borders throughout the twenty-four hours. It is to be hoped that facilities at both check-points of the Johore Singapore Strait would improve with a redesigned crossing facilities, temporarily halted for reasons only the authorities know.

We are privileged to have friends across the Strait and discover their styles and comforts. Their cohesion amongst their colleagues, support for each other and families are a binding traits for all communities irrespective of position or locations; characteristics of human adoration for one another irrespective where you are. This cordial visit is unlike other visitation when you crossed the border.

We would not have discovered this corner of Singapore if we were traveling on ourselves. At Pantai Ris we had time to feel the sea breeze besides cycling along the routes of the theme park

Here amidst mature trees that form part of the landscaping of Pantai Ris a man exercised on his roller skates. Such opened space designed with care and control provides the much needed breathing area


At Marina Bay you will be clicking your shutters because the scenes are there. Here through the designed monument you catch an extraordinary building under construction heralding the very source of Singapore's growth i.e its harbor and shipping.

Rivers and drains are sources of water. A large catchment area in the Singapore Bay forms the up to date reservoir

An HBA home with a garden landscape above the carpark. Some of the apartment owners found time and space to grow a vegetable plot.

It would not be a completed tour if we have not visited the Sultan Mosque. Tourists naturally found this sector of Singapore attractive. The mosque's dome is pictured here plus a band below. We are told when the mosque was being built the populace around the area collected bottles and these formed the band as you see above zoomed with the tele lens. .

NOTES IN JANUARY 2010

IT seems to be a slow start for the NEW YEAR. At least with my blog update. The innuendos of happenings, tragedies for that matter that cloud the beginning month seems to dampen the spirit; Haiti with its disastrous earthquake leaving thousand dead and untold sufferings and much so in an impoverished nation, Johore especially for the loss of Sultan Iskandar and so too the country for 'King Ghaz' a statesman and politician of Tun Abdul Razak's era who had a colorful life. Befittingly Tun Ghazali Shafie was given a hero's funeral at 'Makam Pahlawan' Masjid Negara KualaLumpur. At the home front, a departure of an auntie also hit the family. The Muslim - Christian issue over 'ALLAH' particularly in the country has caught attention of the government and all wished that it would be closed with maturity and understanding.

January is now coming to its end and in a fortnight the tiger will roar ushering in the Chinese New Year. Already things are looking steadier and hopefully the economic barometer too will show similar trend. We have to speed on and plans have to be made and executed less the months ahead will lack luster. Let's wish for a steadier, fruitful and safer coming months giving us the comforts and desires that we wish for.

Meantime let's share some views of my home town Alor Setar,

Everyone would know that a motor car has four wheels. One would expect the same if asked how many wheels has a train carriage. I guess not many can come out with the correct answer. Simply we don't go near a railway station or a train anymore. A sudden interest to visit the station at Alor Setar revealed that it has been maintained well insuring the aged old charm

This would be the best weekly market in the country.Originally opened for business on Wednesday it now does business thru the week and it has the most modern permanent structure whereas all weekly market runs on temporary structures.

The old original floor at the Alor Setar Railway Station. While stepping into the station like hundred others we seldom realized the colorful floor, its origin and how long it has been there.

This is one favorite Nasi Kandar stall in town. Service in the early morning only and you will get hot piping nasi served with your choice dishes- telor, ayam, udang, sotong etc.

The Railway Station with the long stretch of platform. The station master and staff have done their best to keep it in trim and nostalgic condition.With double tracking on the way, it will not be too long before rail travel becomes the in thing.

Only a few of these railway quarters still stand and housed the railway staff. Building like this would be seen all over the country before but try to find one in larger towns now and you will be lucky to see one. Even the paint works tells you that it is KTM

INTRIGUING IS THIS A WORLD PHENOMENA?

HELP! HELP! HELP! My car has just run out of water for the radiator. A bottle of water would help solve the problem. I have left my phone number on the windscreen. You can contact me when you have returned from the tap.

I am sure many of us have seen this scenario many times but we just pushed it aside because it is of no significance. Yet it is all over the country from Perlis to Sabah; from kampong to Bandaraya.Somehow it seems to record certain meaning attracting people to do the exact thing correctly.

Now what's happened? Can all these cars have possibly run out of petrol or engine oil? Then how come they are all parked near to one another? Come to think of it, whatever items we place on the vehicle's roof would it give a definite meaning and thus get the feedback? I am thankful if readers will share their experience of observing similar situations outside Malaysia.

SELAMAT ULANG TAHUN HARI JADI

Pada kesempatan ini , pada hari Jumaat. penghulu semua hari aku ambil ingatan mengucapkan SELAMAT ULANG TAHUN kepada semua yang menyambut harijadi mereka pada hari ini. Khusus kepada anak sulung kami yang mencapai umur untuk beliau bergerak mencapai sesuatu yang dihajati. InsyaAllah kami berharap dapat berkumpul dan bertemu bagi sama-sama meraikannya. Seperti ibubapa lain kesempatan ini sering kita lupa hanya mengingati masa-masa istimewa kelahiran mereka dan saat kita menerima cahaya mata itu sahaja. Sebenarnya mereka telah dewasa dengan melalui pelbagai rintangan dan cabaran. Mereka juga telah mendirikan rumhtangga mereka masing-masing. Kita dengan perjalanan hidup kita. Sebagai permulaan biarlah ini menjadi rangsangan untuk mengingati dan meraikan semua hari istimewa anak-anak kami. Mereka tidak lupa menyambut harijadi kita. Kita sewajarnya juga.

Remembering your " Happy Birthday" do thirty five years ago together with your classmates.

A NEW YEAR RESOLUTION: AN EXACTING CHALLENGE

IT only dawned on me as I compose this essay, that I am imposing on myself quite a challenge i.e to start building a new house out of the old timber home. Seeing the happy, smiling faces of the children on the concrete staircase way back in early 1970's, it has to be accepted that this is a challenge not to be taken lightly. The old home has certainly seen better days and it would be a pity to discontinue its grand contribution to the family. So what more auspicious than to start the NEW YEAR with a resolute intention.

In happier and youngish days the children had fun posing for this picture on the staircase. I guessed they had come to the house for either the son or daughter's birthday. Observe the car in a natural garage under the house. I really regret for not keeping the antique vehicle. It was a Hillman Minx 1725 cc even with disc break and floor gear which I had in 1973. I remember driving it up Genting Highland once. Notice the two sector windows:the upper with special louvres too and the bottom can be wide opened too.

Since the last posting, the house that has stood for decades is no more. The carpenters or builders have removed the frames, pillars, doors, windows etc and carted them to a place designated for the reconstruction. I am told almost 80% of the wood works are intact meaning not attacked by white-ants, declaring the top quality timber used. I had to hunt high and low for the new piece of land realising that it has to be acquired fast as the timbers from the house have to be located where the building should be erected. Blessed that the piece of land came into sight and acquired.

The fruit trees are matured and as much as it would be regretful that one or two has to be cut down to make way for the site of the new building. Still I would have a small orchard ready when the house is completed. Better still there is a mini tar road adjacent to the river that flows close by

Two pictures showing the old home completely dismantled, piece by piece. I believed they did that in less than a fortnight. The lorry was there to take the timber to the new site 12 kilometres away.

The plot has been cleared to allow for the timber pieces from the old home to be stored here. Notice the wooden staircase which will see it welcoming guests again as they step up into the home later. The rambutan tree is seen while the mangosteen is by the right hand corner.

The river with the tree trunk bent over and the flock of ducks in the water.

I guess this is the first of many updates that will appear as the old home comes alive again.

May I take this opportunity to wish all my friends near and far a wonderful 2010.