Back when I was in school there was this recreation place called Bukit Cerakah where I rode the rental bike with a teacher and my friends on this hilly tracks. Nowadays they changed the name from Bukit Cerakah to Bukit Seri Cahaya Alam and now maybe Taman Botani Negara Shah Alam if I'm not mistaken.
It has been years since I came back here just to see what it has become. They surely have improved a lot of things from the facility to landscape. But some are also abandoned and damaged from the storm.
What I'm interested is the feelings of calmness when bonding with the natural feels that it gave to me. I do like this sort of places compared to going to malls or a fun fair park like I-City which is more to modern cyber entertainment.
I'm still in the mid of deciding what this blog will be about. I might make it as a some sort of recreation place maybe. Because I do read that when making a blog you should be making about something that you are interested.
I really like going to a trail that seems like abandoned just for the thrill excitement that it gives. A little bit of scared plus a little bit of curiosity to where it leads. I do get scared if I end up meeting wild boar or any aggressive animals like foxes or dogs but luckily I haven't had such experience yet.
Beside a nice fresh air and a scenic view, I also like flowers. And by that I mean just to look at them and not to be presented with one as I do like to see them as their own and not as a bouquet.
I believe work hard beats talent as I have experience it myself. I will try to explain in my next post.
A Watermelon's Life
Monday, December 16, 2019
Thursday, December 12, 2019
A Fragment of My Life
All life has its story and so is mine. It began in this house which was not as it currently is but a smaller version of it. (Not sure if I can find a picture of it). But as you might guess, this is where I was born right? Nope. I wasn't born here but I was brought up here for a few years of arrival on this world.
Believe it or not, most of the interior and exterior was hand made by my grandpa. From carving staffs to painting the whole house by himself was all his doings. He never sit still cause ideas keep on popping in his head. Although his arts was excellent, he never once asked his children to skip school to help him with all the work. He believe that education is much more important. He also never forced his children to inherit his talent. What he forced was to study diligently. Although he was known as a fierce figure, he was respected among all his children and grandchildren.
Growing up during the old times wasn't easy. But that uneasiness never break his will. If he doesn't have enough money to buy a new clothes for his children, he will tell that he will buy it for them next year. I wonder what does it feels to tell my children that I do not have enough money to buy a new clothes for them.
Anyway I do remember when I was about 8 years old when I was on my tantrum. He was about to scold me but then he stopped as if he can't do it anymore like he used to. It felt like the torch wasn't there anymore. He wasn't capable of scolding the grandchildren like when he was scolding his own children. I'm feeling like he just doesn't care anymore.
The thing that I never realized when I was a kid until I am an adult is that grandparents are lonely. Really lonely. When I think back during school holidays, I can some sort of see that he was happy for everyone to come but he doesn't show it. And when people are leaving one by one, I can see from his face that he was a bit sad by it but doesn't show it or even express it.
Well, I am lonely now so I do really feel what he had gone through.
Believe it or not, most of the interior and exterior was hand made by my grandpa. From carving staffs to painting the whole house by himself was all his doings. He never sit still cause ideas keep on popping in his head. Although his arts was excellent, he never once asked his children to skip school to help him with all the work. He believe that education is much more important. He also never forced his children to inherit his talent. What he forced was to study diligently. Although he was known as a fierce figure, he was respected among all his children and grandchildren.
Growing up during the old times wasn't easy. But that uneasiness never break his will. If he doesn't have enough money to buy a new clothes for his children, he will tell that he will buy it for them next year. I wonder what does it feels to tell my children that I do not have enough money to buy a new clothes for them.
Anyway I do remember when I was about 8 years old when I was on my tantrum. He was about to scold me but then he stopped as if he can't do it anymore like he used to. It felt like the torch wasn't there anymore. He wasn't capable of scolding the grandchildren like when he was scolding his own children. I'm feeling like he just doesn't care anymore.
The thing that I never realized when I was a kid until I am an adult is that grandparents are lonely. Really lonely. When I think back during school holidays, I can some sort of see that he was happy for everyone to come but he doesn't show it. And when people are leaving one by one, I can see from his face that he was a bit sad by it but doesn't show it or even express it.
Well, I am lonely now so I do really feel what he had gone through.
Monday, December 9, 2019
The Lake at Job's Function
Yes this is my first post and YES this isn't a watermelon. Why watermelon? Because out of all the ideas I tried to figure out, I find this rather unique. Everyone is unique in their own ways and so am I.
Enough with the babbling and let me explain this picture. This picture was taken at Cyberjaya Lake Gardens when I was still a noob (even now). I tried to find the sweet angle to make this picture display the beauty of this lake. I don't think I nailed it but you be the judge.
Enough with the babbling and let me explain this picture. This picture was taken at Cyberjaya Lake Gardens when I was still a noob (even now). I tried to find the sweet angle to make this picture display the beauty of this lake. I don't think I nailed it but you be the judge.
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