Archive for 2011

Beratur utk terbang di BKI

Saturday, November 19th, 2011


Pesawat kecil dan besar beratur di Lapangan terbang antarabangsa Kota Kinabalu (BKI) menunggu giliran utk naik ke udara menuju haluan masing2. 

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Masjid Darul Ridzuan, Miri, Sarawak

Saturday, November 19th, 2011


Masjid ini terletak di tepi jalan utama dari Miri Airport ke pusat bandaraya Miri. Walaupun binaan kayu, masjid ini berhawadingin. Ketika saya berada di sini pada 27/11/2011, khutbah solat jumaat di sampaikan khatib dengan menggunakan LCD projector. Mesej khutbah dengan tema DENDAM SYAITAN, memang jelas. Setiap isi khutbah dan ayat Quran terpampang di skrin besar menjadikan makmum lebih fokus — susahlah nak lelap mata. Syabas AJK masjid kerana kreativiti ini.
Nota: Masjid ini berjiran dg kem tentera darat. 500m ke depan, terdapat Miri Merdeka Mall.

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Bintulu in Sarawak, MALAYSIA

Sunday, October 23rd, 2011

Bintulu is the FOURTH largest town in Sarawak after Kuching and Miri and Sibu. Having known for the timber and oil and gas industry, no wonder it is one of the gold mine for job hunters in Sarawak and in fact the whole northern Borneo especially for those with offshore experience ranging from top paying offshore installment managers down to the chef in the galley of the remote oil or gas platform or even a roustabout on the drilling rig. The world largest liquefied natural gas manufacturing plant at one single location is located in Bintulu. Bintulu – Miri corridor plays a vital role for the state development plan. Bakun Dam is one of them.

Bintulu town, like any other major towns in Sarawak, is located by the river and sea.

Bintulu is located at the mouth of the river

Message from Myanmar #6

Sunday, October 9th, 2011

This is a forwarded email from Mary Anthony in Yangon, Myanmar.

But I feel good.

– But I feel good doing this! the little boy´s answer rang in my ears when I walked into the mall.
He stood right outside the entrance to a shopping mall. In the bitter spring wind, nose red, hat deep over his ears, warming his hands in his pockets, holding the list in the other hand. I noticed he had no gloves.

I checked my purse but had no coins. It is a principle of mine to always give money to cancer research – I had lost dear friends and family members to the disease and wanted to do my little part to help find the cure.
– I´ll bring you some money when I come back, I promised the little boy.
– Thank you! he smiled and sneezed in a big tissue. A very worn tissue, I might add.
I looked at him. If you have ever seen little children who refuse to come out of cold water, you know the color of his lips. He was frozen.
– What are you doing out here? I asked him, – You´ll get yourself a flu! Come inside the mall.
– I´m sorry, but I can´t
– But of course you can! – No, you see, the guard there said no one is allowed to gather money for charities in the mall without written permission from the manager. He said if I wanted, I could stay out here, but I could not come inside. It is forbidden to beg there.
I could not believe my ears. I looked inside, but could not see a guard. If I had I sure would have gone to him to let him know what I thought of such rules.
– But I feel good doing this here too, it´s OK. It really is, the boy wanted to convince me. I sighed.
– Ok, just be here and I´ll give you some money when I get back.
I did my shopping and thought about buying a cup of hot chocolate to the little boy, but I could not. Hadn´t I always warned children not to take anything from strangers? And besides, what if he had diabetes or something?
But now I had coins at least to give to him… Out of impulse I turned back before I got out and went to a clothes store. I bought a pair of mittens, blue ones. The cashier looked at me questioningly when I mumbled the boys word´s to myself.
– But I feel good doing this…
He stood right where he had been.
– Ok, now give me your list, I said to the boy and he handed it over with a pen.
I looked at the empty lines. A few signatures were there and I could see others had given a few coins too. Nothing much, but at least he had collected some money.
– Do you need to get all these lines filled?
– Yes. Or no, I don´t have to, but I want to.
– In this cold weather? Why would you want that?
– Because my best friend Pete has leukaemia. I want to help him, he said solemnly.
I felt like choking. To gain my balance again I took the blue mittens from my bag.
– Here, I got these for you, I said and pushed the mittens into his hands. – Please take them. I noticed you had forgotten yours at home.
– Thank you! Very kind of you! he said and actually bowed, – Now I can stand here a lot longer than I thought!

– Well – what do you get for yourself? Will they give you something as a thank you for doing this?
– Oh yes! the boy said and his eyes lit up with joy, – They sure do!
– What do you get then? I asked, hoping to hear he got some nice toy or perhaps a diploma.
He was smiling broadly now.
– I get a new, empty list! he beamed.

Robots in front of me

Sunday, October 9th, 2011

Robots in front of me

Early morning
Early meeting
Another morning meeting
Room so cold inside
Temperature rising by minute

Chairman who talks non-stop
Robots in front of me
Seated in U table
Looking down quietly
At notebook
At iphone
At Android phones
And tablets
Seeking clues to explains reds on big screen
My wells? My fields? My KPI?

Those robots in front of me
Heartless and cold
And I am one of them

Abu Adam
Miri, Sarawak