An August Trilogy..

When i was in my late forties, contemplating about reaching the retirement age became one of  the remedies to rid of the pressure of making ends meet.

I suppose by 55, most of my children would  have grown up, started  their own family and i would by then retired and switching the job to the task of sending and picking up the youngest child to and from her school.

Then we would spend the rest of our life together counting the stars, travel to places, walks through the woods and lived happily ever after .. just like the fairy tales ..haha. So, what i needed to do back then was just be calm and be patient.

Back to the present day, today, i am almost 60, still wakes up in the morning to report to work. I guess not all dreams will come true and practical.. ya.

Nevertheless we did what we had dreamt of like gazing the sky to count the stars.. travel to places no matter how short the distance be and walks thru the woods..


Counting the Stars..

Couple of weeks ago, after reading the news from the National Space Agency that  the Perseids meteor shower will be visible over the night sky in the country and the peak time to watch this celestial display was about 1.30 am that  Sunday.

Stargazers could  see the fireballs from the brightest bits of Perseid entering the Earth’s atmosphere with the naked eye and among the best spot to witness it is at Pantai Remis, KualaSelangor.

So armed with a DSLR i drove to Pantai Remis at midnight  with the daughters coaxed  by buying each a  pack of KFCs.

 When we reached Pantai Remis it was already crowded with fellow stargazers. The moon shone brightly. The sky above the sea was cloudless.
But it was an anticlimax. By the time it reached 1.30 am the dark clouds begin covering the sky. We waited for a while but the meteor shower did not appear.
My star count is 1  ..huhu.
Merdeka Day..
On Merdeka Day we took the commuter train to the capital city to witness and was hoping to captures some moments  of the National Day Parade which we have been watching it on TV at the comfort of our home all these years.
I thought we started quite early in the morning but when we arrived at the Masjid Jamek MRT station , the Jalan Tun Perak was already crowded.
We twisted and turned our way  hoping to get a peek at the parade but still failed to even get a glimpse of the parade.
That night i watched the National Day Parade on YouTube.


Walking through the woods..

I drove to the neighboring village of Sijangkang just a few kilometres away when an old blogger friend tweeted me ..bro long time no see.. with a hashtag #DiscoverSijangkang and i wanted to find out what #DiscoveringSijangkang was  all about.

As  i passed the palm oil plantation, i noticed  there was a muddy stream and the waters was almost similar to the color of our teh tarik.  The village boys are enjoying the pool and the school holidays.


Further,  a kilometer up  i reached the Taman Rekreasi Paya Bakau Kg. Sijangkang confirming that i have not explored the area even though it was well  within my backyard.

If you wish to experience the Mangrove Swamp Forest,  you may want to try this 700 meters ..walks through the woods.



Welcome .. brings along your family and friends and you will not be disappointed..


The House..


This is the house where i was born… well, that was almost 60 years ago

Taking into consideration that my late father was 27 years old when i was born and the house was built by my grandfather, this house could well be more than a hundred years old!

I wished i had the picture of the house looking from the side elevations as well.

The windows was originally a 3-leafed swing, hinged type and stretched down until the floor. One could see a full view of a person standing by the window. It was later changed to the naco glass louvres type at the time when it needed a change and was very much influenced by the need of convenience and so i guess.

The rear portion of the house which is the kitchen and dining is located on the ground level. Getting down to the kitchen was a foot-wide wooden plank steps also served as a sitting bench for most of the times.

The original roofing was made from attap leaves and i would remember the bats too were making it as their home. Once in a while in the morning we would notice them clinging along the edges.

Me and my siblings spends a great deal of time together with our cousins during the schools term holidays. We would walked to the shore and wade the muddy beach of the Selangor coastline digging it up for the sea shells and clams. We would then came back with a heavily tanned skin and of course we would not get away scott free from the nagging aunties.

It was in this house that we knew the other members of our father’s family and their individual characters while growing up. When the school term break came to an end we would then went back to our own home where we would go back to school. And we would  then be looking forward to the next term breaks.

Time flies like sands in my hand. Back to the present day, my late father’s portion to the small plot of the land surrounding the house was sold to one of my aunties at the time he was facing a difficult time. He was the last among his siblings to passed away. Recently one of our auntie’s children who are my cousin which we spent many times and fond memories together decided to sell the land to a non relative.

And like a movie,  everything that has a beginning will come to an end. The house has been demolished and a new house is being erected by the new owner of the land. All i have now is the picture above to recall the memories i once passed through this  nostalgic period of time in my humble journey in  life .


saigon after dark..


South Vietnam National Police Chief Nguyen Ngoc Loan executes suspected Viet Cong member Nguyen Van Lem, on the second day of the Tet Offensive during the Vietnam War.

On 31 January 1968, the North Vietnamese Army and the Viet Cong launched a large-scale offensive attacking most major cities in South Vietnam simultaneously. The attacks came as a complete surprise for both the South Vietnamese Army and the American Army, as the Vietnamese Lunar New Year holiday of Tet had just begun, and a ceasefire had been announced for the duration of the holiday. Within a day, the streets of Saigon, a presumed safe hold, had turned into a battlefield. It would take the South Vietnamese Army and the American forces two weeks to regain control of the city.

The photographer Eddie Adams reported that after the shooting, Loan approached him and said, ” they killed many of our people and yours too” then walked away.

That was then , nearly 50 years later.. In late March 2017 a group of Malaysian flew over to Saigon (Ho Chi Minh City) on a company sponsored trip.

They tasted Vietnam black coffee, visited the war museum and cruised the Mekong river.

When the sun in Saigon has set itself for the day this group of people will then click on to their buddies and together they turn frenzy at the shopping streets.

Somehow there are always items seems still missing from the list and needed to be bought before flying home despite spending all the 3 nights at the Duong Nguyen An Minh aka the Malaysia street. If you runs out of VND you can always use the RM alternatively.

In Duong Nguyen An Minh if  you accidentally stepped on someone’s toes it is mostly likely be the toes of a Malaysian Makciks.

The Vietnam war ended some 40 years ago, yet its aftereffects remains visible until today. Despite the agonies of the war onto its people, the Vietnamese seems to have moved on.

And this young man probably a 3rd generation of post-war is happy to obliged  for a pose together when we visited the Cu Chi Tunnels.

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