tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63087007798479409732024-02-07T22:33:58.824-08:00Journaler0203Perspectives of current issues, milestones of the author's life and snippets from everywhereUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2823125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-87812461040562552782020-11-11T20:36:00.003-08:002020-11-11T20:36:39.054-08:00Narcissus Tendencies<p>The Social Media,</p><p>Is Now a Nest;</p><p>For Young Girls,</p><p>To Flaunt Their;</p><p>Bodies to Attract;</p><p>A Tendency To,</p><p>Exhibit Their Wares.</p><p><br /></p><p>Yet Unforeseen,</p><p>Lurks Voyeurs;</p><p>And Potential Rapists;</p><p>On the Watch for;</p><p>Opportunity To; </p><p>Befriend These,</p><p>For Sex Galore.</p><p><br /></p><p>I Was Shocked,</p><p>When This Girl;</p><p>Pretending To Be,</p><p>A Young Kiddo;</p><p>Suddenly Appeared,</p><p>In a Flimsy Swimsuit;</p><p>Clearly to Display,</p><p>Her Upper Assets!</p><p><br /></p><p>12 November 2020</p><p>1230</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgXnGJCKitcm3hqyX1Ou8BwyBOBWzUGf1Rvn3ujNZNlRR5djOXe7xNfOFECk-twFcj2gmRaG8QvUY35cnmNzdwvG6eYM6CExD7xlcTiWekvnSQ-8CiAIGS_f843LTkDDZuKuGhx6GsNIs/s195/girlisuit.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="195" data-original-width="156" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgXnGJCKitcm3hqyX1Ou8BwyBOBWzUGf1Rvn3ujNZNlRR5djOXe7xNfOFECk-twFcj2gmRaG8QvUY35cnmNzdwvG6eYM6CExD7xlcTiWekvnSQ-8CiAIGS_f843LTkDDZuKuGhx6GsNIs/w320-h400/girlisuit.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-24535681416442251692020-10-31T09:27:00.002-07:002020-10-31T09:28:20.898-07:00The Unwritten Story<p> Unwritten Yet Exposed,</p><p>Needs A Keen Eye;</p><p>To Look For Cues,</p><p>The Body Shape,</p><p>Does It Have Extra Weight?</p><p>A Sudden Firmness of Muscles?</p><p>She Has Been Working Out</p><p><br /></p><p>What About Her Current Activities?</p><p>What Does She Do Currently?</p><p>Is It Showing Up in Tik Tok?</p><p>Face Book Sketches and Notes?</p><p>Her Attitude By Way of Response?</p><p>More Information Will Get You</p><p>A Bigger Picture Soon!</p><p><br /></p><p>01</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCjfkGzVR9BWbiFx5WDjioq6vN9LR98DRVRemWCId1VXsOKOlcboYBcmwy3By66a8d791T7m4QDyY0dbyumtMIWDYAImxSIR6TUi-dvqvCp-DR8UEBxV7yMxlGFYj0tI7Kj8trVoET7Gg/s554/shapy.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="554" data-original-width="419" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCjfkGzVR9BWbiFx5WDjioq6vN9LR98DRVRemWCId1VXsOKOlcboYBcmwy3By66a8d791T7m4QDyY0dbyumtMIWDYAImxSIR6TUi-dvqvCp-DR8UEBxV7yMxlGFYj0tI7Kj8trVoET7Gg/s320/shapy.png" /></a></div><br />01 November 2020<p></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-33771447422806504892020-10-27T22:13:00.000-07:002020-10-27T22:13:57.628-07:00The Sudden Glance<p> *The Sudden Glance*</p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHRZQHKuix5-s3wLah0PtCSV7F-hvv_3jjLa-N34BP2XDPT4DuuQoZCuZCy0URk5XEuxKsj2_BGkqitsjo4xOyLjAE_jqBPyZdA-Ue5XBenHPUkUKOG3J_p7JsvQ9Y_p15ii6E8ulTIoE/s516/20200722_091641.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="508" data-original-width="516" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHRZQHKuix5-s3wLah0PtCSV7F-hvv_3jjLa-N34BP2XDPT4DuuQoZCuZCy0URk5XEuxKsj2_BGkqitsjo4xOyLjAE_jqBPyZdA-Ue5XBenHPUkUKOG3J_p7JsvQ9Y_p15ii6E8ulTIoE/s320/20200722_091641.png" width="320" /></a></div><br />She Looked Back,<p></p><p>I Knew It Then;</p><p>She Was Into Me,</p><p>I Was a Hulk,</p><p>She Was a Beauty.</p><p><br /></p><p>The Dates We Had,</p><p>Beyond Imagination;</p><p>Sweet as Honey,</p><p>We Clung Together.</p><p>Nightly Never Part.</p><p><br /></p><p>We Are Like That,</p><p>Even Up to Today;</p><p>Two Peas in a Pod,</p><p>In Love We Brought,</p><p>Joy into Our Lives.</p><p><br /></p><p>28 October 2020.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-53082326638848216962020-04-07T03:29:00.004-07:002020-04-07T03:31:36.732-07:00Restricted Movement Operation : Feelings <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Twin Towers Deserted</td></tr>
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The last time I felt the effects of of Stay Home Order was during the infamous May 13 Incident. That was in 1969. We could do nothing then. Though they allowed a few hours for shopping for essentials,<br />
you will be stopped if you break the curfew.<br />
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That was 51 years back. Now I am as old as Methuselah. On 18 March, Malaysia was under a Mandatory Order - almost a semi-lock-down. Only the Head of Household can do the shopping. Now, each car can have only the driver in place. No passengers allowed and shopping must be done within a limit of 10 kilometers from the home. It was further extended to 14 April because the 'flattening of the curve' has not arrived as yet.<br />
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I don't know whether it will be further extended to 28 April 2020. The Government will announced this on 10th April. Hopefully, we can have this Covid 19 controlled with less and less infection by the day.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A Security Guard Walks Alone on a Zebra Crossing in Front of Pavilion Mall</td></tr>
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The economy is bad. People are getting arrested for restlessness and fined. Some have been charged and sentenced by the Judiciary. No food can be served in the restaurants. Take-outs are allowed before 8 p.m. Hotels are doing badly and so is the entire tourism industry.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mid Valley - A Waste of Energy as No One is Shopping </td></tr>
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There was a cash hand-out by the government. It was fair but did not cover many.<br />
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Here are some scenes of a desolate Kuala Lumpur, a shadow of itself.<br />
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7 April 2020Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-80373875269324795132019-11-15T03:10:00.001-08:002019-11-15T03:10:36.231-08:00The Last Farewell To DadThe Wake was on 30 October 2019.<br />
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The Service and Burial was on 1 November.<br />
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The Undertakers lowered the casket into the grave as Pastor Ruth read the Last Rites.<br />
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All my Dad's children and grandchildren and other family members took turn to throw down our stalks of roses onto his casket.<br />
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With sadness in my heart, I tossed my stalk of rose.<br />
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Goodbye Dad!<br />
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15 November 2019Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-17700643279888138412019-11-14T22:58:00.004-08:002019-11-15T03:11:41.693-08:00Orphaned!I have dwelt on Mother Earth for almost 68 years. There were ups;there were downs; and there was the plateau in between. Mostly dull.<br />
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I have been most fortunate to have both my parents with us until the months of July and October 2019.<br />
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Mother went to the High Heavens to be with The Almighty on 10th July. Father joined her on 30 October. I know both of them are in a better place, on the right hand side of Father God.<br />
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They were virtually existing from day to day at the Noble Home Services in Bukit Katil,Melaka. From time to time, they were ferried by ambulances to and from to the Malacca General Hospital.<br />
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As siblings we chipped in for their nursing care, their fortified milk, their medicine and adult diapers. All of us visited them whenever we could.<br />
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Now, they are both gone. Gone to join Grandpa and Grandma, Shaline and Donnie.<br />
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They will be in our nightly and morning prayers.<br />
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God Bless Their Souls.<br />
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15 November 2019Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-48154021966345210882018-02-21T08:11:00.000-08:002018-02-21T08:11:37.720-08:00The Yee Sang MealJuliana and I were invited to Uncle Ooi's home at Bukit Utama on 17 February. (Third CNY Day). Met Kim, Nicholas and Michelle.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The CNY Crowd having fun in the Year of the Doggie!</td></tr>
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We got in early as the first two guests.<br />
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Good to celebrate CNY in a home, though.<br />
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Met again the old friends like Kamarul and wife from SB and of course Patrick Pillay and his wife, Carmel.<br />
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Met Shafi and wife, Hasmah and the two Mogadishu ladies domiciled in Italy.. Shamirah and Shirin. Their son, Gabriel came along too.<br />
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We had Yee Sang tossing. The food included Briyani Chicken, satay, papadam and vegetable.<br />
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A lot of borak-borak and infernal politics<br />
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Good outing.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-21467593929740635652018-01-28T07:48:00.001-08:002018-01-28T07:48:12.964-08:00Getting Personal: Much Ado About Nothing<br />
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There I was entreating my ex colleagues and friends to give something to the Dato' Ooi Eow Jin and Raymond Fund.<br />
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Yes, sometimes there were friends who reacted; and those who responded because of their own sacred hearts to give what they can.<br />
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I did get some reminders that they have already given. Bless their hearts, Oh my Lord!<br />
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Then, out of the blue, came these scathing two paragraphs from a supposedly close friend, belting lots of fire and brimstone about me trying to make him guilty for not having given to the Fund.<br />
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I wonder why is he so irritated; so aggravated?<br />
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Has God spoken to him and he felt anger?<br />
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There are many hearts out there who would give even more but haven't. This could be another golden opportunity for them to build treasures in heaven!<br />
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Then there are those that wouldn't give even a mite, tossing their guilty conscience every night as they lay their heads fitfully on their soft billowing feather pillows!<br />
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Quesera Sera....whatever will be will be....<br />
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Such persons should never have crossed my path and vice-versa...<br />
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Pathetic!<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-84842332970236941512018-01-06T03:06:00.002-08:002019-10-02T02:30:45.478-07:00Friends and Relatives Who Left Us<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As the River Flows in Serenity, They all go to Eternity </td></tr>
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<b>Updated on 2 October 2019</b><br />
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Years may come, Years may go,<br />
Some years go fast, Some are slow,<br />
Some are sad, Very bad,<br />
Some are good, Very glad.<br />
For each one, We must sum,<br />
If its bane, or is it Boon!<br />
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In no particular order, as I recollect.<br />
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These relatives and friends have gone,<br />
On to the Other side.<br />
The Heaven Side!<br />
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<b>Relatives:</b><br />
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Lee Ya Eng - Dearest Mother<br />
Shaline Heng - Sister<br />
Donny Heng - Brother<br />
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<b>Friends:</b><br />
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Ooi Eng Chor<br />
Au Leck Chye<br />
Ong Siew See<br />
James Seow<br />
Gloria Leong<br />
Chew San Peng<br />
Chai Kim Soon<br />
Leela Ramadas<br />
Lai Sai Mai<br />
Noriyah Ahmad<br />
Fatimah Raya Nasron<br />
Huzaimah Mohd. Yusoff<br />
Juhana Anwar<br />
Mohd. Said Hamdan<br />
Ernest Jayasuria<br />
Michael Brain Jantau<br />
Sylvester<br />
Mohd Nor Ali<br />
Mansor<br />
Rajasingam<br />
Vimalan<br />
Vigi<br />
Paramasivam<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-25745123379211924282018-01-04T05:42:00.001-08:002018-01-04T05:42:47.947-08:00Hearts of GoldOn the outset of the worst floods ever in Penang, we decided to collect some money to donate to the victims.<br />
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The brainchild of Mohamedsha, we managed to raise RM5,600 of pledges for the purpose. We finally got RM5,500.<br />
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This fund was distributed to the Silver Jubilee Home for the elderly, (RM2,000), Puspanita Pulau<br />Pinang (RM2,000) and the fina;l RM 1,500 was sent to the rohinyas via Learning Bridge.<br />
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With that we have done our part for the Flood vicxtims of Penang.<br />
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With hte last payment remitted yeaterday (3 January), we claose our accounts.<br />
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I thanked those hearts of gold for caring!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-5964225186159077142018-01-01T01:25:00.002-08:002018-01-01T01:25:38.436-08:00New Year Lunch at the PorkersFirst lunch of the year!<br />
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Meat at Porkers.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pork Ribs on the Rack : Indian Style at Solaris Dutamas</td></tr>
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12.00 Noon.<br />
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Won't serve earlier.<br />
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You have to wait!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-4477014383745363272017-12-30T23:07:00.001-08:002017-12-30T23:14:51.751-08:00Milestones of 2017<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Well, its that time again. The Old Year is packing up to go.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The New Year is waiting on the threshold for the tick of midnight!</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Peals of laughter,strains of <i>Auld Lang Syne</i>.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Some years come, pretty fast,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Some years go oh so slow,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">For each one, let's be glad, </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Lets be happy...and not be sad!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Let's put on the "Replay"button !</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What happened in January?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">School starts,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Monday Blues,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Students new,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Some upstarts!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What happened in February?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Chinese New Year,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Reunion in Pantai,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Lousy food, </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Lets not brood!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What happened in March?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Birthday boy,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Turned 65,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Wanna cry?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Lets have joy!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What happened in April?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">April showers,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Nocturnal Sumatras!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Some new mantras,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Days are slightly slower!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What happened in May?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Having fun,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Charsiew buns,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Not in trance,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Day is done!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What happened in June?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Days of Summer,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Afternoons for bummers,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Nights for dreamers,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Dawns for schemers!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What happened in July?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Wedding bells,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Summer sales,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Movie shows,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Telling tales!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What happened in August?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Noon day sun,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Morning runs,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Chee cheong fun,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Our USM lunch!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What happened in September?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Dropping leaves,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Carpets gold,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Tales be told,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">None believed!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What happened in October?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Skies are gray,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Time to pray,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Making hay,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Sing and sway!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What happened in November?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Rejang bound,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Kapit town,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Bintulu rounds,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Safe and sound!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What happened in December?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Count your debts,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">What a fright,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Dreadful sight!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">New year bright!</span><br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-28962003391330771572017-12-23T08:22:00.000-08:002017-12-23T18:11:52.953-08:00Roselyn the Author<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Maiden Speech by the Author: Great Start!</td></tr>
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Maiden Speech for author Roselyn Chuah.<br />
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Cantik! Tahniah!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Roselyn autographing the books before the Breakfast Meeting</td></tr>
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Her first book about a family of Brahminy Kites"took flight " at all MPH Book Stores yesterday. It retails for RM 24.90.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Breaking the Ice. Francis, Miss Phang Sow Yoong, Roselyn and Joyce.</td></tr>
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In conjunction with the sale of her book, I met up with Roselyn yesterday morning (22 December 2017)for breakfast at McDonald's, in SS2, Petaling Jaya at 9.30 am.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Warm Up!</td></tr>
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The dynamics of the morning was uncannily crispy. Meeting that morning with Roselyn were Francis, Joyce, Mangai, Miss Phang and me. I have not seen all these friends for quite some time. We had our autographed copies of "A Home in the Park. "<br />
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Easily to read and digest, the book was spiced up with such lovely illustrations which I haven't seen in such a long time.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Dynamics of A Driven Group!</td></tr>
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We were to discuss other related things. Joyce spoke of her trip into the interior of Sarawak..,,up the Baram River to the Barios of the Kelabit and the Penans, I told them about the upriver journey I took up the Rejang to Kapit. Sow Yoong told us about the launch of her Education for Life Programme that she will launched in March 2018 in Jaya One.<br />
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To reinforce the need to expose the concerns of Taman Rimba TTDI which we will lose permanently to developers, we agreed that we should arranged Nature Walks soon under the guidance of Roselyn.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Joyce Meets Mangai</td></tr>
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Good meeting and we create memorable moments!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-70418489963605307472017-12-13T17:37:00.002-08:002017-12-17T06:39:52.837-08:00My Mother<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At the KJG Home off Jalan Templar</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"> It’s
most unlikely that everyone will live an unusual life. Circumscribed by circumstances, most face dull mundane days throughout their life-time. From time to time, we will face bouts of adversity...episodal situations – seemingly trying circumstances. How one overcomes them will shape our lives. My
mother is such a mortal. Living from one situation to another and overcoming them in the best way she could. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"> Instinctively maternal and protective of her brood, that she was! Yet,
like most Asian Chinese women, she would, taboo-like, be afraid to openly
display her affections and emotions. As always, as if its DNA pre-designed, Chinese mothers
mainly show genuine love ...only through their caring deeds! Otherwise, they would mostly appear..unsmiling and unbelievably stoic as displayed in those staid old flaking portraits dangling forlornly on wooden walls.. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"> I
cannot say my mother is an unusual or extraordinary woman. Far from it. In the
general sense of greatness that we are used to: she is no icon...no Mother Theresa ...with
hardly any significant or colossal achievement to boast of. My feelings for her, as such, is contextually my own, of a private
relationship between mother and son. It’s never for the telling...for that
medium will always fail us.....falling short of the more critical aspect of ...feeling, the
one true emotion that will never lie!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";">As
epitomised by my mother, how she lived and what she did.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"> My mother, like most Chinese mothers led a rather solitary life..... eking out a meagre living as best as she could, for our family..Our circumstances were personal to ourselves, living off on the
British plantations of Malaya of yore....now lost to forgotten time. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"> She had 8 children, perhaps aborting one or two fetuses due to "over-straining" ... carrying more weight than was necessary when she was pregnant. She left for work before dawn. As children, we hardly see our mother. If it rains that morning, then she would not go out to tap. and then she would help us to quickly get to school, preparing breakfast as best as she could. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"> My
mother showed a high degree of discipline. She stayed committed to her task and in bringing back her share of the wages for our family upkeep. She tapped her trees, ever carefully
not to cut beyond the bark. She had indeed honed her art to perfection and possibly, as
a reward for her precision tapping, she was always allocated better parcels of
trees to tap. Except for Sunday if she did not tap, we all went to church. </span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;">She
was semi-literate and could barely read the Chinese vernacular newspapers. I do
not believe she knew too much of the Bible either but she was forever fervent
of her love for Christ as her way to salvation. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"> It was her endeavor to attempt
to read that imbibed in me the same passion for reading. Though she was to
play only a peripheral role in my education, she did all she could to ensure
that we had new school uniforms and wearable shoes when school opens for any year. Yes, there were times when we had little choice but to wear those old hand-me-downs from my big brother and to wear his over-sized school
shoes ..so loose..that they easily dangled off my tiny feet. I clearly remembered how she fussily made it a point to ensure that we had our bottles of black coffee tightly capped. Yet, despite
all her efforts and good intentions, many a </span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;">time, while
scampering up to get seats on the bus, the school bag will be squashed causing the
coffee </span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;">to spill out of the bottle, staining my extra large work books.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"> My
mother taught me honesty. Tappers have many tricks up their sleeves to earn more money. As a tapper, my mother could have easily diluted the latex with water from nearby streams to
cheat on its liquid weight. If you are found out ,woe betide, you will get a lower pricing for the latex. Lower
grade latex contains more water and will summarily be given a lower price rate.
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"> “You
know....she talks to herself a lot at night,” her room-mate at the KJG Home told
me. She is now being placed at this this home on Templar Road. Apart
from having a mild stroke, my mother has evidently taken a fall, some three weeks ago. Only she knew about it.... before the bone scan done at Sungai Buluh
Hospital was to confirm a fracture on L1 of her spine. Despite the stoic façade she exhibits, my mother has her weak
spots. She is “very complaining”, and showed signs of difficulty of adjustment
to the Home. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"> She
waited impatiently for the clock to tick to 12.30 pm. That’s her lunch time. She vigorously massaged both
of her thighs. She looked at her frail looking hands....bones and
skin...weak... her mind wandered back into the past........<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"> It’s 11 am and time to collect the latex from the earthen cups. She had strength. The
chores quickly done, she cleaned the pails and heaved two large pails of foaming
latex onto two sturdy metal hooks welded
to both sides of her bicycle. Then, like a spring, she was on the old bicycle making for the factory. Mostly, if I was helping her, I would tread behind carrying the empty pails and her tapping
knives.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"> My
mother is a very driven person. Very focused. Very demanding. Exacting. Procedural..yes that she was. That's her way! I
saw industry in the person of my mother. I was to inherit most of her
traits...both good and bad. Looking back, I must admit.. I do take to work like
a mad person...like a duck to water. I was a perfectionist in my thoughts, stubborn just like my mother.. I followed her character traits almost to a T....always laying out the best laid plans. In reality, the result was always short of my
high expectations. Just like it was for my mother. I guess that’s life. </span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;">Maybe
life is such a bitch! I never </span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;">really </span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;">did well in most public examinations; as
much as I was wont to burn the midnight oil... At the university, I was marks
away from an Upper... In civil
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The hall went dark. There was a thud on the floor. She was later to be told she fell like a ton of bricks onto the cement floor. That sound could be heard by our next door neighbours! A lightning bolt. The electric iron she was using to iron the children's school uniforms was short-circuited. The electric shock went through her body. Death by electrocution?</div>
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There was a scream from someone. The neighbours, alerted, ran towards the sound. Somebody ran to alert to estate dresser. The doorway was crowded as the dresser pushed through the nosy crowd to examine her. He did some first aid on her; lifting both her hands and then both her legs in quick succession in earnest fashion.. Repeatedly with unusual vigour....The crowd watched in hopelessness. They then saw her body stirred. My mother coughed and slowly started to regain consciousness.</div>
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What an ordeal! Her husband ran back from the mill. He hugged the dresser and held his wife's dainty hands as she looked at him in recognition. There was a burnt scar on her palm. Slowly, she got up. Her husband then went before the portrait of Jesus, looking over the home, ever placid in His glorious gaze. His outstretched hands in an anointing stance. . Her husband cried aloud and thanked the Almighty Father for saving his wife....She recalled from the dark recess of her mind.....She should have died...</div>
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Then, all of a sudden, she remembered that near fatal mishap near Bahau as she was journeying to see her husband, transferred to Air Kuning on the Malacca-Negeri Sembilan border. Half of my then family was in the car. I was there too. Machan, our friendly Indian uncle was driving. We paid him about 50 dollars to fetch us to Air Kuning for that day trip.</div>
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Suddenly, there was a bang! The car went into a circle....it spun a few times across the zagged road. At if by God's hand, it did not turnd turtle. It then careened towards a ravine but stop short at the ledge on the road shoulder. Machan,recoverign from the shock, crept out of the car gingerly. He shook his head from side to side. The car was caught on a strand of roots which stopped and held the car in place,preventing it from plunging into the dark ravine! Machan beckoned us to slowly moved out from the car. Why didn't she die then with her family members? God is kind....she still had a future to live on for.....</div>
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There were red letter days in the family. Some good and some still controversial. She earned bouquets and she earned brickbats. She endeared some, she is still despised by others. She faintly remembered the children's weddings and marriages. Her husband is a Hainanese. The family was steeped in tradition. No sons or daughters could marry outside the Hainanese clan. The eldest son..he was malleable. He was to take her husband's advice to marry a seamstress from Merlimau. Who said arranged marriages wouldn't work? It did for her son. A year later, she became grandma.</div>
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The next few marriages of her two other children , however, did not get their parent's blessings. My elder sister married a Teochew was was summarily disowned. My two younger brother got married within the year. One married a Hainanese and the parents paid for his wedding luncheon. The other, married another Teochew and was not fully supported. There was no grand wedding lunch. They had to be satisfied with some home cooked meal to cater for the wedding lunch. My brother was furious and they parted ways with my family for some countless years! She recalled...and a few drops of tears emanated from her old tired bleary eyes. Was she a good parent to have done such injustices to her children..to pick and choose who is to be blessed and who shouldn't ?</div>
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Then she recalled the other red letter days. The graduation of her two children. Both at University Sains Malaysia. Perhaps, revenue was too important in those days. To forgo it would perhaps cause cash-flow problems for the family. She chose not to attend as it was also too far-away in Penang. At that time, my mother operated a small licensed ship from the house selling food and drinks to the mill workers at breakfast and at lunch time. She began to feel hollow inside. Was business so important then to forgo these milestone events? Shouldn't she and her husband have taken leave of their business just for a short spell, to celebrate those two happy occasions? She look down at her soft hands...and softly weep. There were regrets in her life.....now she has to come to terms ..to slowly accept them....</div>
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My mother's story will still be there in her mind as she recalls and recollects at the KJG Home for all posterity..as she looks forward to all the rest of her days of her life on Planet Earth...A brief moment in time....How fast indeed 87 years had passed! For the moment, we just pray that our comings and goings will be blessed. All our journeys be God-protected. To see our children prospering in their careers...To watch every sunshine at the break of day. To be blessed until all our days are evenly spent..</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-32404476634467143792017-12-04T04:27:00.004-08:002017-12-04T04:52:41.062-08:00Leela Ramadas - Going Home<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bye, Leela!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Leela, Ramadas and Govind.. Early Years!</td></tr>
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I guess sometimes good people just go home earlier.<br />
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It must be ..in the case of dear Leela.<br />
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Our paths crossed when we entered USM in 1972.<br />
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On graduating, we joined the civil service.<br />
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18 August 1975, Leela and I reported for duty at the Ministry of Local Government and Federal Territory.<br />
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We really had a uproarious time..shared happy office hours. Times of our lives!<br />
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We did tea, we did lunch and we had fun...Leela, Arul and me.<br />
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I attended her Deepavali open house at Kg. Pandan.<br />
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She got married to Ramadas.<br />
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After our few months training at Intan, we parted ways.<br />
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Despite that lack of face-to-face contact, we knew about the goings of each other.<br />
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She had her first child, Govind.<br />
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Leela...the only person to call me, <i>Hengjee! </i>Most endearingly!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Leela-Cheery as Always</td></tr>
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Stepping into the Brown Black and Blues Studio in Desa Sri Hartmas, I turned on my Whatsapp.<br />
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A shocking message from Param......" Leela passed away." 12.12 pm it registered on that fateful day... 3rd December 2017.<br />
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She left us earlier that morning at Universiti Hospital, UKM.<br />
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I told Jenny as she was readying to play on her keyboard.<br />
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She was shocked!<br />
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I was devastated!<br />
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While listening to the <i>Tabularasa</i> Band practising, tears welled up in my eyes.<br />
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It sank in. I have lost another golden friend..........<br />
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I was to cry many more times on 3rd and 4th December.<br />
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Hugging Ramadas, we cried together...Das said he just couldn't believe...Leela has gone!<br />
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I cried silently while having dinner with my daughter Juliana at hte Salak South Food Court.<br />
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I cried again when Mangai hugged me on the day of Leela's funeral.<br />
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It must have been a long goodbye.<br />
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She has now gone...gone home!<br />
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Goodbye, Golden girl...<br />
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You have indeed enriched everyone that you met.<br />
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For that we thank you!<br />
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You have gladdened many a dear friend's heart!<br />
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What a gem of a person,you really were!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She Once Tread on this Earth - An Angel in a Dashing Saree!</td></tr>
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<i>Au Revoir</i>! Farewell!<br />
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Rest in peace!<br />
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Heng<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-618657191063769182017-12-03T18:12:00.000-08:002017-12-03T18:14:22.186-08:001959 and Lost DaysIt was to my surprise that my sister had some historical photos of our bygone days in Diamond Jubilee Estate.<br />
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Wunderbar!<br />
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Here they are:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From Left Standing: Ah Mui, Mother, late Shaline, Father, Jee Heng and Jit Cheng. Seated from left: Grandma and then Grandpa. Resting on Grandma is Gee Tan and on Grandpa, it is Jeffrey Heng. Circa 1959</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mother and Father circa 1978</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandma and Grandpa circa 1978</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gee Tan and Siew Ping. Wedding</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Local MCA Chapter Visits Father. Circa 2017</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Three Adorable Bunnies. Seated Left to Right :Kok Kee Boo, the late Kamaruddin Rahim and myself</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A Lovely Bunny to Hold and Behold: Those were the Days!</td></tr>
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Halcyon days in Makati Metro-Manila. The Year 1980.<br />
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The last Playboy Club in Asia.<br />
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The waves were sweeping all over Asia against such establishments.<br />
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We were opportune to visit the Playboy Club. No locals are allowed.<br />
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Furnishing our passports, we were led by their PROs into a hall.<br />
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We sat down, were offered a drink.<br />
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Then the bunnies trooped in.<br />
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Yes, they were beguiling.<br />
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I cannot remember how much we paid that night.<br />
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The experience was priceless.<br />
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I heard soon afterwards, the Playboy Club closed down . Playboy Clubs ceased to exist in Asia and the Far East from then onward up to this date on the death of Hugh Hefner.<br />
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Two photographs that bear testimony of our experience in time and place.<br />
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It was in many ways, our blessings!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-64626042657858958862017-09-21T21:44:00.000-07:002017-09-21T21:48:43.795-07:00My God's Blessed Day..19 September 2017...Truly...<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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With some trepidation, I arrived at my PBB branch at SEAPARK. It was about 3.30 pm and after accompanying my good friend, Dr. Lee to Hong Leong Bank. He has just recovered from a triple bypass and it was the first day he took his " baby steps " out of his home.<br />
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I took my number from the queue machine and awaited my turn. The crowd was sparse. Then I responded to my number being called; the officer took my thumbprint; and thereafter gave me my bank balance.<br />
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A smile came to my face. Yes, it was true that the withdrawal was less than the stipulated amount of RM 2,099 . Meaning.....it was my last payment on a decision to buy a dodgy office property committed in 2014. To date, no one wants to rent the property thanks to two wicked souls! We would not speak of these devils who have brought down the property market.<br />
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Good things then began to happen as I put into gear my resolve to begin to settle all the swallowing debts encircling me................<br />
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First to bring me some inner satisfaction was that I have settled the full amount of about RM 1,800 that my son has advanced to me to replace the automatic gates outside our old yet to be repainted home. Then my arrears on my I<i>ndah Water</i> was paid and I am no longer their concern. Done my bit for the environment.<br />
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Next, to end my payment issue with ACCA Global. I wrote an email to Lay Choo to help me resolve this black hole of a payment issue.<br />
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The next target was London Pacific Insurance (LPI)....an insurance company which has got its heart in the wrong place. Money bedevils....this is a true case! I rang and spoke to Belinda on 21 September and told her about these unnecessary payments that I have been saddled with from her Sylockian company. Each year my property, Avenue Crest, pays a Master Fire Policy on behalf of its unit-holders. LPI got the money and the hurrah!....but just because I took a commercial loan from their sister company, PBB... they conveniently issue a single policy on my unit for RM 800+, double insuring the unit!. I had this problem in 2015-2016 but somehow managed to get a credit note to rationalise this issue. In the ensuing year of 2016-2017, LPI again got back to their menace and sent me a policy for that period, hammering me down by another RM 800. It's confirmed that LPI is a leech! I had some problems with CB Land, the developer of Avenue Crest then and could not obtain the copy of the fire master policy for Avenue Crest. In August 2017, for the period 2017-2018, again the LPI wrote me another new policy. Banggang! So, Belinda of Customer Service of LPI, taking cognizance of my concern, assured me the current new policy will be cancelled and the premium returned to me. As for the 2016-2017 policy premium ..they will look into it once PBB Taipan USJ gave an indication in black and white of my full loan repayment.<br />
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So now I have to resolve my outstanding issue with PBB. I spoke to Miss Chung. Initially she was being procedural but I was adamant that she see the urgency in my matter with LPI. After some initial difficult pauses, she agreed to send me a response provided I write an email to her requesting for the letter. I will do it soon.<br />
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I then next set my sights on the Joint Property Management Board of Avenue Crest. I spoke to Siti and could also see some light at the end of the tunnel. I must pay the arrears in terms of the management fees, sink fund and water.. They also will entertain a waiver of the interest they have been levying against me. I should be able to resolve this in time.<br />
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As for my credit card bills, it will be slowly paid up too in time. They do not concern me too much.<br />
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I think I can see better days before me with shoulders less yoked by debts and uncertainties.<br />
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Thank God. Praise the Lord!<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-55612061556022617232017-08-30T21:16:00.002-07:002017-08-30T21:40:50.920-07:00In a Funk....: Moods of 1970/71 MHS<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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It had to take place. New Lotus Restaurant, 12.00 noon, on 18 August 2017.<br />
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So we all met. Richard before he leaves for Milton Keynes, Doris and hubby coming up form JB and myself busing down from PJ.<br />
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An uproarious time reminiscent of the funky moods of 1970 and 1971 Malacca High School.<br />
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Great company, great champagne and <i>wahloi..</i>karaoke!<br />
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richard and me shares some songs together...My Way!<br />
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<b>Attending:</b><br />
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Doris,<br />
and Mr Boo,<br />
Richard,<br />
Philip,<br />
Pauline Lim,<br />
Yoke Eng,<br />
Phek Kim,<br />
Joo Lian,<br />
Eugene,<br />
Bernard,<br />
Heng,<br />
Eddie,<br />
Choon Seng,<br />
and Linda Yong<br />
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We shall meet again CNY 2018<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-85881997967174081792017-08-30T21:02:00.000-07:002017-08-30T21:05:59.955-07:00Some Humorous IncidentsTwo interesting incidents.<br />
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Tan Sri Rahman could not get in after 5 tries to get into the approach road of Armada Hotel. He left afterwards.<br />
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Two other ladies came on 18th August instead...<br />
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Also many could not turn up because of health and domestic reasons.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-83619563768833451982017-08-30T20:45:00.001-07:002017-08-30T20:46:46.546-07:00Some Concerns but Overall Success! 17th August USM Gathering and Lunch at the Armada PJThank God for some sponsors.<br />
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We managed to sponsor the Alumni USM staff, Hasz and Nurul to be with us, to promote Balik Kampus Event on 26-27 August; to increase life membership for the Alumni as well as provide prizes for Balik Kampus competitions.<br />
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Accounts tallied and that was great!<br />
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My thanks to the Event Day Panel: Say Chuan, Richard, Param and Yau Kok and the help of Ang Joyee,Harz and Nurul and Dr. Tan , Bendahari USM!<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-81066339841096167132017-08-30T20:34:00.000-07:002017-08-30T21:06:42.773-07:00The 17th August BreakoutSo, its was with some trepidation that I took the baton...but with total exhilaration that we all savour the sweet succulent success of a successful operation!<br />
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We had 70 attendees including three staff and one guest.. and some operation concerns.<br />
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Otherwise our ship sailed in!<br />
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Bravo!<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-43204804974299200202017-06-30T02:01:00.001-07:002017-06-30T02:05:53.374-07:00Remembering Noriyah Ahmad<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Noriyah seated ever demurely behind.....another one lost this year 2017</td></tr>
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Paths do cross and then we leave our footsteps in history over fading time.<br />
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Such was the case with Noriyah Ahmad.<br />
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A dimpled smile, a canary-sweet voice lady from Kedah with a sprite in her voice and those eyes...... she was a prize to catch!<br />
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She was manja.<br />
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"Manja' in Malay means "beguiling".<br />
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Noriyah left us on 28 June 2017....<br />
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We only have fond memories left of her.<br />
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Its the GPS of life.....<br />
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We were here at a certain time and at a certain place each time....<br />
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This was our time....<br />
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We were richer to have met and know Noriyah.<br />
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In our own way, lets bade her goodbye and may God put her on His right side where all His favoured people sit.<br />
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Amen.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-72699961338212660382017-06-23T00:43:00.000-07:002017-06-30T02:05:34.337-07:00The Halcyon Days with Huzaimah<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hu ...that's Who!</td></tr>
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Huzaimah may have picked some 'sounds' during USM days....perhaps even a legacy....<br />
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You never know a person except when you get up close and personal.<br />
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What you have here is a Puritan...meaning the ethics of hard work and industry.<br />
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In some way, I was a family friend then...saw the children growing up;took care of her home when she went to Chelsea.<br />
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How we chuckled when she and the late Saadah Din bought travelling tickets from FLY NOW PAY LATER!<br />
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We worked together at the Ministry of Youth... into the nights where I had to guide Hu to the car-park as Hu is blind in one eye.<br />
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We were always in contact, if not personally then on the Whatsapp.<br />
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Now, she is in pain... possibly from a soft tissue condition.<br />
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Underwent an operation about 4 days ago. Sven hours long.<br />
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Hope God is kind to Hu and had guided the doctors to wisely excised all malignant tissues.<br />
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Pray God will ensure it's localized and have all been isolated.<br />
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Sedated most of the time, this is no time for a visit at HKL.<br />
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Possibly in another 7 days.<br />
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Meanwhile lets commit Sister Hu in all our daily prayers and prayerfully seek His Blessings and protection for the full restoration of Huzaimah's health.<br />
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Amen!<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308700779847940973.post-85481039515767558442017-06-09T17:58:00.001-07:002017-06-09T18:01:22.193-07:00To be a Scirbe<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">INTEC,UITM Section 17 , Shah Alam</td></tr>
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You, a Scribe?<br />
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And so I became one on 5th June and 9th June 2017.<br />
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At INTEC, Section 17, Shah Alam,<br />
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I was a bundle of nerves at first.<br />
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Not being briefed.<br />
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Don't know what to expect.<br />
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INTEC is poor at temporary signages.<br />
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You would have gone to the four corners of the campus before you arrived at your destination.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Walkway to the Exam Hall</td></tr>
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Malaysia, <i>Bolehmah!</i><br />
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Duties?<br />
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To help the student approved with a Scribe service to write and to imprint her identity and paper details and MCQ answers to her answer sheet.<br />
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Nothing to it.<br />
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But your must have a level of English to handle professional papers such as ACCA Auditing and Financial Management.<br />
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My student was a model candidate.<br />
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I do hope she enjoyed my assistance for the two days.<br />
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And they pay you in Sterling equivalent.<br />
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A new page is now added to my leaf of experience!<br />
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Yahoo!<br />
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