Melancholic journey

padang kubu, kemaman. RFC track

2011-11-27T01:47:00.001-08:00

My triton after exploring the LPT2 construction site near ibok. it was sliding and skidding event. i thot it was 'bijok' already not knowing what CATians kept under their sleeves. meka kena 'main','ayor','ulik' today. dakper....dakper.....kita jockey bijok jugok.

beratur nak lalu titi balak.

8 bijik semuanya.

ahhhhhh........nice water. have u tasted one??

joe spec in action, balak yang tengah dah collapse. RnF wheel depend on 2 balak kiri kanan sahaja. its about 20ft down/deep.

tunda part 1. kena tarik dari belakamg. kalau depan rabok ler bumper. tilted back. rear wheel get zero traction. mem takleh bukak pintu.

tunda part 1. front wheel felt deep in muddy hole. surface was wet. static.

front wheel bocor. cannot move. kena tukar. @7pm. lite shower. barely see.

moral support

no worries CATians smilling and laughing and poking and joking while toling tukar tayar even the day getting dark and the rain seems promising.

Modelling kiddo?

In the end i like to thank Joe spec for menunda, Fazal for inviting and all geng-geng cat yang membantu hamba melalui dan mentackle obstacle (pinjam ayat awing president CAT).

Koh Lanta, Krabi, Thailand

2011-10-30T19:09:00.000-07:00

It was on wednesday Deepavali. Champion, mat ju and myself.
1030 depart from gambang RnR with mat ju.
1130 at sg buluh rest area rv with champion.
1300 depart to sg perak.
1300++ depart from sg perak to bkt
1800 danok
1900 hat yai

esoknya
1100 hatyai koh lanta
1400 koh lanta
1730 moto champion mapuh bateri
1900 koh lanta hatyai
2200 champion kena tinggal dalam bandar hatyai
2230 regroup at kedai makan.
2231 champion 'marah' hehehhe

esoknya
1600 hatyai danok
1600+++ danok , makan mee udang at sg dua, sg perak, shell duta
2330 shell duta kuantan
1330 safely home

hehehe.....very fast ride with 3 fast riders.

marco simoncelli

2011-10-23T08:08:00.000-07:00

it is a very sad day today indeed. i had follow him in this year gp. he was flamboyant. he got personna. he got character. he got style. without him gp is juz a bunch of guys racing with no soul. his demise may bring the end of my gp affection. he chosed sepang to his last. RIP Marco.

Blok 8 again

2011-08-02T04:14:00.000-07:00

Blok 8 Air Puteh Kemaman

2011-07-10T18:32:00.000-07:00

click here

2011-06-01T01:05:00.000-07:00

http://www.ironbutt.com/rides/ssbbfin1.cfm?CFID=3492433&CFTOKEN=61086228#SaddleSore1000

press ctrl + f. then search 'metal'. see my name there???? I am a certified IBA rider. Damn i am proud.

Boy racer down.

2011-05-17T18:22:00.000-07:00

thats what will happen when your bike hit the concrete barrier.

the helmet totally kaput. damn i m gonna simpan my open face. pok har face would be totally out if he pakai open faced. takutttt. see how come back seat pun cabut?? thats show how bad.

But, he cheated death and escaped injury. Obviously pok har was not him at the instant. I was trailing behind him after letting him pass me. As we approached 1st sharp karak-gombak after passed a bus and truck, i recalled seing pok har downshiffting 2 gears (meme i baca pok har's move. so i can anticipate accleration dia. i got to stay close brother. so pulas lebih skek throttle i). Then he leaned, I pun leaned. Then from middle, i plan my exit and starting to pulas throttle lebih lagi. Aik? i saw pok har amik outside. ????. Naper main outside plok?? as i was closing to him i realise he was on different line. WRONG LINE. A blip after i passed him, I witnessed him clip. RIDER DOWN. I still can vividly recalled that bmw st touched the tarmac and pok har sliding under it. AND at that blip i saw concrete barrier right on his line. MY GOD!!!. I was panicked. I was GELAP kejap. OH NO!!!!! not that concrete barrier. I saw dust/impact/debris/kecai2 flying on the air via my side mirror. My whole body tremble. I only managed to put my bike into stop @120mtrs from the scene. I just run with my helmet and boot and jacket on. The fastest run of my life. *even carls lewis would put head down*. I pray for pok har. I am not gonna loose a friend today. * i also pray not to pengsan pasal lari kuat sangat*

I was reeeeeeleased when i saw pok har lying on the grass and moving. He nampak macam nak bangun. While still running i shouted, 'stay down, stay down, stay down'. *cakap orang putih tu babe*. I was worried he might make it worse. Turn out he was lucky. I stressed lucky. It could be a disaster. I think pok har missed the end of barrier by mm. Pok har,'' aku ok. aku jatuh ganer?? aku dok ingat. kita ada mana?? lepas toll karak dok agi? aku jatuh ganer?? weh meka mung napok aku jatoh?? aku jatuh ganer?? kita mana?? aku dok ingat" We all layan ah. dia weng agi. helmi bukak kasut pok har. He stayed situ till ambulance mai. I did not allow any passer ny pick him up. Takut injury lagi teruk. precaution lah. Pok har pi spital bentong. We all tunggu lori pick up moto. lama giler. 3jam? tengah panas? dahaga lagi. aduhhhhhh wa x nak dah jadi camni.

pok har masa weng lagi. see the concrete barrier behind him. one lucky chap.

we all enjoying and trying to entertain ourself. panassssss. dahaga...... lamaaaaa tunggu. kerna mung pok har.

whats the original plan? 6 of us + 1 rv at petronas bentong. route? ktn-fraser-k.k.baru-b.kali-genting-ktn. sound juicy right? still drewling thinking about it. kesian 2 riders tu. All the way from kt that morning nak join kita. last2 sampai karak jer.

pok har after Dr discharge from spital bentong. senyum lah. sehari dua naik lah bengkak2 tu. Oh ya, 1 lady reporter from sinar harian was at the scene. interviewing daha. do anybody here read sinar harian?

Riding Down Under

2011-04-14T02:04:00.000-07:00

the pictures are not in order.

cameron highland via sg. koyan with mem

2011-04-05T01:55:00.000-07:00

Bulu and mem, Tommy and mem, Syuk, me and mem, Abang Long and mem.

those pictures after downhill ride back. I guess during uphill was more tortures to the tyres. p/s with mem jer tuuu

Highlight of the ride.

1. makan buah langsat for 2 hours. Ter visit kuala lipis and ulu tembeling.

2. masuk klinik ulu tembeling.

3. Syuk makan buah langsat lagi hala balik.

4. almost 1hr tunggu syuk. panasss

5. nice patin at temerloh.

6. lazat konar turun naik.

7. everyone was so flat out hala balik.

8. most tiring ride so far

Family trip to Belum Rainforest Resort

2011-03-20T06:32:00.000-07:00

kerajaan tipu rakyat

2011-03-08T01:02:00.000-08:00

I'd spent near 10k last year for my saman ekors. This year kena bayar lagi. I dont mind paying for any offences. I am a law abidding citizen. But, saman ekor is a total rip off. Irresponsible government stealing from rakyat. Totally screwed. Tipu. Curi. Tikam belakang rakyat.

i love my heart

2011-03-07T17:48:00.000-08:00

Afok have one. Bianci. I want one. But, would i ride one? some have expensive one. web advise one. I bought one. I am hepy to have one. Hope one will be my heart close friend.

pre down under

2011-03-07T17:45:00.000-08:00

Feeling international.

Lets ride and meet above.

welcome to the club

2011-03-07T17:40:00.001-08:00

Welcome to the club Z. Z bought new RT. Clocked 1600km juz in few days before 1st service. With RT you are so easy to get carried away. Keep on ridin' Z.

samui island

2011-02-15T15:55:00.000-08:00

After a year of dreaming.

melancholic journey part V

2011-01-11T01:42:00.000-08:00

I like to talk on rezeki. I do believe my rezeki is the ONLY things that i can put in my mouth and churn in my stomach. Thats all. The rest belong to somebody else, wife, kids, parents, staffs, friends, relatives and even strangers. You must also believe in giving away/out your possession and in return God will give you more. Thats is the best investment thought by GOD.

Last few weeks while waiting for friend at RnR gambang @930pm, I was approached by two men of early twenties. They ask me to borrow $6. I ask why. Apparently they thot there were atm machine in the RnR. They were short of $6 for toll. I gave them $10 and ask them to keep the change. I know i was not conned. They were genuine young man struggling in life expectation and miscalculate their expense. I was happy and proud to help.

Now I am in the office. Its almost 6pm. I am waiting for a friend nak ajak minum. At 430pm i had miss oppurtunity to gain $5k in stock trading due to unprofesionalism of my remizer and my low skill in stock trading. I am not really on good mood.
What i want to share is what happened a moment ago. while in the office where everyone else has gone home, a supervisor come to see me. well i have to be carefull of what i said. never to decide as it may upset the manager. Obviously he came for reason. Most of the time money. He talked about his sick daughter. Now i remember he had one sick doughter with strange skin desease. We did collect some money around the office to help and apparently its not enough. He told me he went to many doctors even bomoh but to no avail. The only place missing is Kuantan Medical center, where so called all the highly paid specialist located. After 10 minutes listening to his predicament. I ask how can i help. He is a strong father. never look sad talking to me. He potray strenght, determination, gut and pure confident while talking. A father. A father kid adore to have. He said he like to go to KMC but have no resources left. I ask him how much? he said might be 1K.
Now, last weekend i collected rent for 1.5k. Usually, i deposited into my children education fund but not this time. there were always excuses not going to CDM.
When he said 1k I seluk my left pocket (where i kept my not suppose to belanja money) and gave him 1k. He simply burst. tears. weep. I was not proud of what i saw. Some people juz throw 1k for lavish items. some for entertainment. some juz for basuh kereta. some juz for shoes, shirt even for games. 1k is nothing for lots of people.
Let me tell you, 1k can make a father weep. Now, u think about it when u want to spend your 1k

Danok Shooting Trip

2011-01-09T19:16:00.000-08:00

In the last video I shouted 'America...'. In the movie 'the other guy' Will Ferrer shouted 'america...' before he step on the gas and go wild chasing bandit. I love will ferrer. The most poyo guy. So, i shouted 'america..' in attempt to copy cat will ferrer action. The only different is mark wohberg was not around to say.' did u shout america!! man??' hehehhe....the other guy...

2011

2011-01-03T20:51:00.000-08:00

Its already the fourth day of 2011. So far i had manage to add value in each day. I promised 1 value each day. Not a day shall passed me with procasination, sulking, frown face, rezek or agony or any frm of dissapointmnet. I shall smile eventhough it might take lots of practise. I am born with no smiling face. In the heart i smile yet lookng thru the mirror my face still frown. I have to smie harder to make sure my face translate what my heart feel. My daughter used to say "why said face papa?" of coz i said not sad i am happy. In fact i was happy. The face. Got t make the face listen.
I had never welcome new year with much anticipation like 2011. However, 2011 is one scary year. I have no confident in this year. Ofcoz i am talkng about business. My first day in the ofice i got my hand/palm wet. Never been this worry welcoming new year like this one. I plainly dont know. Am i becoming more mature? Sensible? Older? I that why i got worry? What about 00 01 02 03 04 05 06? They arent great. Yet i dnt recall having to worry welcoming them. I was indeferrent? Stupid? Dont think that much?
Maybe i realize i got more responsibility now? Kids growing up. Education expenses skyrocketting. Is it? Is it not?

Another Day in SIC

2011-01-02T17:41:00.000-08:00

After the 2nd session with my RT i have no intention to come back. It was no fun to layan track with my RT. She could not lean that much. In fact i might rosakkan dia due to track power requirement. Then if i jatuh i figure out banyak belas ribu i kena fork out. Concluded not worth it.

However, this dato B is very persistent. He paid for my fees. So, hero pun terpanggilah untuk menyahut cabaran. Bulu, daha, hamka, zahidi and myself gesek sana gesek sani di SIC. Bulu's ms gesek stand and reyok gear level.
Pok Har still track king. Boy Racer

A day in SIC

2011-01-02T17:28:00.000-08:00

It was my second trip to SIC. My 1st was with my rabbit. It was terrible outing. Being new with sport bike and no racing track experience make the trip was horrundes.

This trip was difference. I clock more km in riding experience. It was organize and partly sponsored by bmw malaysia. We had therotical class conducted by certified facilitators. The food was marveles especially the lamb.
It was all bmw affairs lead by 1000ss k13 and so on. Rt pun tak kalah. kita corner jugak. Of coz lah Pok Har lipat sana sini. Dia kan racer boy.

Abang

2011-01-02T01:45:00.000-08:00

Abang seems happy in his new room and bed.
Today abang is no longer with us. He is now in boarding school. We miss him dearly. I miss him dearly. Its juz so quiet in the house. I got nobody to play football with. I hope abang will have good time. Abang will definitely grows to become an independent, smart, tough, confident, brave and cunning character. I dont like to be separated with abang but its for abang's own good. Abang wil become a great person. Abang already born papa's trait minus the bad one. My good side is all him.

melancholic journey part IV

2010-12-26T16:14:00.000-08:00

Please dont grow up kids. I love you all so much. I prefer you now. Please God make the world stop going round. I love my kids. When you all grow up i would be your hero no more. Wont be your idol no more. Then finally you know your papa is not that rock anyway. Then you will realise your papa is juz another human being. You might hate papa for whatever reason. You will find a lot of disagreement with papa. You might think papa is heartless for choosing whatever path papa chose. As papa grows older you might say papa sudah nyanyok.

For whatever it is and whatever it cause You All is the reason for papa to live. Once you all independent please God give papa a painless rest.

metal butt south east asia endurance

2010-11-27T23:26:00.000-08:00

Metal butt challenge is a motorcycle ride for 1609km or 1000miles in 24hrs on specific routes. It is an internationally recognize event and Malaysia represent south east asia. The route is KL Tower-Alor Star Tower-Baling-Grik-Jeli-K.Terengganu-Kuantan-Rompin-Segamat-Tangkak-KL Tower.

Tuan Haji Daha mooted the idea to join the endurance. Tommy firmly accepted the challenge. Tuan Haji Bulu was eager too. He was excited as the date allowed him to take his 3rd bikes. A brand new red dual purpose ducati multistrada. I was reluctant in the beginning. A ride must have purpose. The purpose of this endurance does not suite my character. But after few lectures, bakors and cucuks by them I filled up the form. Chief Bulu with his new multistarada.

Our ex-YB Tuan Haji Jang joined us. He said yes since day one but considering his unpredictable busy schedule, we just keep him at bay. He joined. Anjemang joined too. He was pissed off when we thought he would not bother to join. He said,"sapa kata aku takmboh joing? aku nok ah." Hamka decided no go when we ask him. He said,"aku dok rokwehh!!! aku muto sport. Mapuh aku." Well chief bulu heavily sedated Hamka with the racunest poison. He joined. Jai rejected the idea to join immediately when i asked him. He had Hatyai trip on the date. Turn out he overlooked few things. Hatyai no go. He was the last member to join.

Now we have eight riders. Me with my bmw r1200rt. I consider myself a tourer. I always claimed to be healthy an fit whenever on my RT. I like to know how far can i ride with the toughest condition set forth.
Daha with his bmw R1200st. He was project prime mover. Our local correspondent.
Bulu with his multistrada. He is our chief. He decides. We follow.
Anjemang with his bmw R1200rt. He is the most experience rider. He went to himalaya with his rt. Riding thru the highest rideable peak in the world. Crazy. Anjemang can swirl KL traffics with his full panniered rt beating mat rempit with kapcai. Anjemang is fast.
Jang with his bmw k1300. Jang is cool. He does not make any desicion. But when he did we obey. Jang was the most matured rider among us.
Hamka with his Yamaha R1. Highly spirited person. A funny guy. Always cheer the team up.
Jai with his Kawasaki zx-6. The youngest in the group. Born racer than tourer. He is fit like a horse.
Tommy with his Kawasaki GTR1400. Tommy can ride anywhere anytime as long as his stomach is fulled. Dont mess with tommy when he is hungry. Tommy get sleepy when going slow. He is always fast.

We had few meetings held at Mek Dah's, Sonstar's and Papadelle's. Meeting on the topic for 5 minutes and cakap cakap bodo for 1 hr. That is always the case as we have very little idea how the ride going to be regulate. But, we all agree the route was easy. Kl tower to Alor Star is highway. Nothing. A.Star to Baling is Bulu's route. He is an expect on that route. Baling-Grik-Jeli-KT? We done that many2 times. Makanan jer tu. KT-Kuantan? simply our hometown. Route belakang rumah jer tu. Kuantan-Rompin? Thats our makan udang route. Almost every month ride there with wife. Layan konar rompin bawak bini lagi. Ayam jer route tu. Segamat-tangkak? my route back to wife kampung. Banyak short konar, I likeeee. Bring it on bebeh. So, routing is easy and delicious and mekalicious and sinfully delicious and gorgeous. The main concern was only stamina, fatique and sleepiness.

We started the journey on thurday nite 25/11. Ride to KL as the challenge flaggoff at KL tower friday nite 10pm. I left home 9pm head to rendezvous at RnR kuantan. 1030pm Anjemang, Jai, Bulu, Hamka and Daha arrived. Tommy and Jang already in KL. We reached KL 2am. had supper at suzie's corner. I had moment with my RT after filling the tank. The bike wont start. It happen to me twice already this week. It come alive again when i play around the switch a bit. At home it already 3am. I could not sleep. I am worry about the switching hope it wont happen esok (kalau kena atas grik 3-4am mampus gua. Datang gajah or hantu raya mampus keras gua). Anticipating the challlenge make me kind of nervous unable to sleep too. After not so good sleep i wake up 8am. Callled BMW and complaint. I decided to ride to bmw. They replace to new switch. In the meantime me Jang Tommy and Ah Fock went shopping and lunch. I get back home 3pm. Try to sleep but fail again. then at 650pm decided to depart to KL tower berbekalkan 4hrs sleep. I know i am gonna screw up this challenge.

flagoff 10pm KL Tower. Jai was behind me. Did not I told you he is more of a racer than a tourer?

My odometer at Shell toll duta. It was wet and wild affair.

Ride started at KL tower 10pm. We had our challenge before it begins. Jang rear wheel bocor. Thank you to bmw support they manage to bring new set of wheel and rim swap it at KL tower. However, Jang has to start 1 hour late. Anjemang and Tommy stay with Jang. They will catch up with the rest later. They are fast riders. It was quite berbolok during flagoff. Chief commanded regroup at shell after duta toll. After departing from KL tower rain start dripping. When we reached bulatan segambut it was pouring like crazy. So heavy its like the whole KL going flooding. Jai religously tailing me. Getting to toll duta was already hell of a challenge. It was a bit chaotic at shell. Almost all bikers make a stop there. After more than 30minutes we proceed to the next stop. RnR Tapah. It was still raining. Heavy. It started to cool down after Tg malim. After that it was a mixed between dry and wet track. At tapah we filled tank, form and all neccesarry details required.
odometer at Tapah.

Next stop was RnR bukit merah. It was dry track. We went fast. Around 170-200km/hr. Hamka sticked behind like a leech. He was fast and always in high beam. I could'nt see that RnR. I went faster. Still no RnR bukit merah. We pitted at Juru. Many more bikers was there. It turn there is no RnR bukit merah. Damn. We laugh our heart out. We did enjoy that fast ride.

After not more than 10minutes Anjeming, Tommy and Jang arrived. They are just simply lightning fast. We thot were fast they are faster. Considering they were handicapped by 1hr yet catching us up at Juru. Dangerously fast.
Odometer at Juru. Pls notice the time on the display. Its already wee hour. Dont you start thinking its dangerous?

Next stop Alor Star tower for provided refreshment. We juz digg on free food. Once again we left those 3 rossi as they are still catching their breath. Chief called Mr Jim for direction. Chief took Sg Petani utara exit. We were lost for a while. Lucky mat rempit near by direct us back to Alor Star. Considering it was near 2am, only mat rempit available and happily helped us out. The trio already in Alor Star Tower when we reached there. They must had take different route. You cannot beat otais.
@Alor Star Tower. We are late.

It was berbolok again from Tower to Baling. Chief seems confused. Anjemang step in. Tommy was andamant that we should head back to highway and take sg petani exit to Baling. The rest juz enjoy the morning setting the mind to juz follow whatever decision reached. Once again mat rempit was our savior. We reached Baling @4am. It was tricky ride. We had light shower. We had amazing mist and fog. It was beautiful moment married with dangerous ride. Your high beam wont help. I was really2 extra careful.
@Baling. We were lucky it was not rainning that bad. My eyes try to catch any hotel or motel sign as we passed town. Juz could not help myself. Not that i want to quit but it juz nice to know you have option.

We make quiet lenghty pit stop. Bulu had to wash his boot. He run over tahik lembu. The cow dunk splash all over his multistrada. What a way to greet weeks old bike. We received sms from Mr Jim stated that police escort will be available at Jeli to KT at 430am. thats mean Mr Jim expected the participants to reach Jeli at that time. We are almost 2hrs behind Jeli. Then we realize our group if far behind the rest of the participants. We were fast yet we were behind. Member mood a bit sour. Jang remind us its not a race. Juz enjoy our ride. Jang managed to keep moral up. Next stop hentian Titiwangsa. We hope to catch a little/tiny sleep up there. Everybody looking forward to that. Tommy said,"sedak ah tido sejuk2 atas bukit".
From Baling it was bending, cornering and leaning all the way. The group splitted 2. Me, Hamka and Tommy was behind. I notice Hamka was struggling during cornering. It was dark. We were tired. I struggled too. In fact I struggled a lot. The road sometimes wet, rough,pot hole and teruklah. Hamka was pushing hard his R1 whenever he found straight strech to keep up with the front group. I was unhappily/nervously noticed he sometimes push too much to closed the gap. Worry he might overshoot, i push my rt to overtake him on straight road. I push few times before succeeding as my torque is no match with R1. I did not dare to overtake on corner as i aslo struggled.
I manage to over take him and hand signaled him to slow down. It was dark. Dark like hell. It was scary too. We were in the middle of jungle. Is it not Banjaran Titiwangsa? Where the gajahs and tigers roam freely. Hantu? I think hantu sumer dah lari takut bunyi ejus yushi R1 hamka. Tommy was the last rider behind Hamka. He was automatically became sweeper. As we reached junction to Grik i notice Tommy was missing. I asked Hamka where Tommy is. He said," Dok tau gok. Tiba2 tadok." God damn it. You cannot simply left a friend in that situation juz like that. *I did mention in Alor Star. Since next route is tricky juz make sure you dont loose the guy behind you.* I was worry like hell. The road was higly dangerous. Small mistakes could be fatal. I turned back to look him up. He was fine. turn out he was sleepy. Pitted for a drink mineral water kejap. Should have not worry that much. Tommy is tough guy.
As we climb up we overtook 2 riders. Hehehhee.....we are no more last.....hehhe. The first group already terlentang tidor dalam surau when we reached the peak. We had our subuh. It was 6am. I could not sleep so as Daha. Tommy snored 5seconds after after he rest his head. Tommy snored like hell. Got 2 more other snores but all tak mengaku snored. It was 620am i still could not sleep. It was cold too. I pakat with Daha to ride down. As we reach concencus to make break away down the hill, Jang said,"Dok soh turun. Tunggu ceroh. Bahaya." in very slow yet commanding voice. And we thought Jang was sleeping. Me and daha lay our body back on the surau floor feeling like 9yrs old being scolded by dad.
It was 715am. Everybody must have slept as 630 to 715 went unnotice. Few people came for subuh prayers. I barely notice their presence.
@Hentian Titiwangsa. 7am. It must me a memorable nite for the hantu jemalang and serata animals to witness 8 bikers doing moronic acts. Bising bangor pagi pagi bunyi muto. Tidor lintang pukang dalam surau kecik. Panjat grik 4-5pagi. Animals pong ngeleng kepala. Hantu pong kata these guys hantuer. Wilder than the wild hog bro.

Morning came. The air was so fresh. It bring up the mood. I could not wait to get on the bike. It was so beautiful morning. Splendid weather. Temperature was cool and cozy. The rest of the route going to be easy. All the routes are our mainan jer. We dont see any problem. Me Daha set to make runaway down the hill. After few minute down Daha was no longer behind me. Damn Daha. Going down alone was no fun. After awhile Anjemang overtook me. I tried to follow him. Anjemang was too fast. Down the hill Bulu, Daha, Anjemang and myself rode toward Machang. The rest were still behind. We stop for breakfast. Its easy to find good breakfast in Kelantan. Juz stop at any stall by the road. Stall not restaurant. It was good nasi lemak. The rest catch up with us. We had breakfast together.
@machang.

Everybody was still in high spirit. Chief took out the map planned for next route. Anjemang help in. Jang give some pointers. We calculated with our speed whe can finish on time easily. The rest juz follow. Next stop was the first pump station. Then masjid for nature's call. We planned lunch udang galah at rompin.
Somewhere near Ajil we pitted at petronas. Tommy, Jang and Bulu splitted. Hamka requested a longer pit. He seems exhausted. With sportbike and bag to galas it was superb effort by him. I took the oppurtunity to shower. We saw the trio passed us not knowing we pitted. They must had speed up to catch us. hehhee.
All have tired face. Anjemang muttered,"orang dok wak keje gining. bahaya. letih dok tido bawak muto". I agree with him. Then feeling of regret come to mind. Should have not join this. Got to ride on. Next stop Petronas bukit besi. Anjemang make break away. Myself second. It was all lonely ride to bukit besi. Daha, Jai and Hamka was behind.
We met few participants there.
@bukit besi. Notice stone temple pilot plush playing on the background.

After Bukit besi Anjemang break again. Hamka too went fast. I stick with Daha, jai for a while. Then decided to push my RT. It was our route. From Bkt besi to jabor i went somewhere 160-180km/hr. The LPT from Jabor to Gambang I did 220-225km/hr all the time. Thats all my RT could offer. I waited for the two near bt.9 kuantan. Tommy called. the trio in Pekan. Having cendol and rojak *i think we are the only group who really take our own sweets time with makan and minum and tido and really enjoying ourself lah*. They thought we were in rompin savouring Udang already. Bulu said," aku ingat mung orang depan. Aku pulas multisrada aku sapa hangit enjin.''
I regroup with the two. Anjemang was no where to be found. I asked Daha to ride fast to Pekan. I know Jai will follow. Kuantan Pekan took us few minutes only as i went 140-160km/hr. Now, pekan to rompin. Our favourite route. lovely route. We were looking forward for this route. Drewling thinking about it. We catch up with the trio right after bandar Pekan. And after that....oh yezzzz zerrr......we juz layan corner like crazy. My rt sempat reach 195km.hr on straight line. Bulu lead in front. Awesome. Daha, Jai and me got to refuel in nenasi. During refueling I told Daha,"Dok rok sport konar". Referring to Jai whose behind me during cornering session. I said it out loud to make sure Jai can hear that.
@nenasi

From nenasi to rompin there many more corners to negotiate. Jai juz stick behind me for all that corner. He juz make sure my rear mirror filled with his face. He juz so close i think his front wheel tried to kiss my rear. He make statement that sounded like," Aku buleh potong mung. Cuma aku takmboh jer.'' damn Jai.
All safely in our kedai favourite udang galah @3pm. Anjemang arrived 10 minutes later. He make a stop at his construction project near jabor. He even sit for a business meeting there. Gila fast anjemang. We ordered 2kg udang galah. Makan sungguh2. Mr Jim advised and warned us many2 times to avoid makan rice. Oh Yeah Jim, we juz makan rice big time. Everybody filled up to the throat. We know we broke Mr Jim's rule and we dont really care. We lapar and we longing for that udang galah dari semalam dah. The udang tasted better when Jang, Daha and Tommy pool money to settle the bill. Thank you the trio. Murah rezeki korang.
Its @4pm. With heavy foot and full blown stomach we get on our bike. Chief bulu gives stern warning,"Lepas ning dok soh laju ah. Dalang 120 jer. max 160". Anjemang tried to argue but were shot down by all the rest. I volunteer to lead up to Tangkak as I am superbly familiar with the route. *Jalan balik kampung rumah bini kat jasin*
Half way from rompin to muadzan Anjemang smoothly overtake and disappear in front. Jai still behind me. It was terrible ride from muadzam to Segamat. I felt so sleepy and tired and weak. It must be the rice. Definitely the rice. The rice had kick in. Mr Jim had laid his cursed. Never in my life I terlelap bawak moto. It happened to me. It was very scary. I juz snap for a moment or less than a moment. Traffic was heavy. Banyak giler kete and lori. It was the most non enjoyable moment on the bike. It was dreadful, worst, horryfying, exhausted, weak and tortures ride. The next stop suppose to be Tangkak. I could not take it anymore I pull over Petronas near simpang Segamat. Park my bike. Dragged my feet to shaded area near the building wall. Lean my back against the wall and rest my butt on the concrete. I dont even bother to take off my jacket. Too weak to do that. After 10 minute I managed to buy 100plus and livita. Share them with Jai. Jai look terrible too. He mumbled," Bodo lah aku join. Dohlah letih rugi 350. baik aku ride mana2 lagi enjoy.'' At the moment only one face come into my mind. Mr Jim face. Bloody Jim. I detest Jim. **** Jim. I was very weak. I felt my bone try to break loose. I would hop in anybody car and go back to kuantan. We were two beaten soldiers hopeless merempat tepi banggunan. This is the lowest pint of the endurance. So regretful, very weak, very disorientated, losing focus. Senang cakap me and Jai dah mental lah. We rested for 30minutes. We thot others already pass us long long time ago. It turn out Anjeman was waiting for us juz after the simpang. Surpringly others tak sampai sampai lagi. We wait again for 20minutes. Rupanya Jang punya moto takleh start masa kat Rompin. Chief bulu tolong tolak pun tak hidup. We all dah gone dah masa tu. hehehe...macamana lah gaya chief tolak Jang. Not a nice picturelah. So lama juga depa stuck. Luckily after a while boleh start plak. BMW got issue with switching left and right. I pun kena gak. Sib baik cepat2 tukar semalam.
At simpang segamat its already 6pm. Chief Bulu was still energetic rushing others,''ong the bike ong the bike.'' Damn Bulu gagoh lah. I was still weak. I said,"Kita nok kejor kul 10 ke dok? ke nok relaks2 jer? dang ke dok kita?" At that instant i dont really care whether we can make it or not. I juz need a good rest and **** the rest. Jang replied," Berat mung meka. Kita perabih ah. Kita dang lagi kul 10. Kita banyak lagi masa. mung cakap apa gitu. kita perabih ah. kita wak ah." Wow! Jang spirit is still up. My confident level is back up again. Now rasa bersemangat balik.
From simpang Segamat to Tangkak I lead. My route remember? Felt so syiookk layan short corner. Banyak kete depan bagi lampu pasal gua cilok tak ingat-ingat. Bulu's ducati never fail to tumpang cilok behind me. Damn bulu is fast. We sampai Tangkak 650 gitu. We jamak semayang and by 745 ready to kickoff again. This time I feel ok. I think the rice effect start to melt down. Jai took shower. He was almost flat. Tangkak KL we know we can do it in less than 2 hr.

@Tangkak.

As we hit the highway strange thing happened. Nobody want to go in front! Nobody want to lead! Crusing speed was 120-130. So slow and so berhemah. Like convoy belia 4B. Nobody care to speed up. We were bunch of tired, slow, old fools and fatique bikers. Car flash us from behind many2 times asking to get a away from fast lane. Hey! that never happened before. Even Anjemang never bother to lead. We were just simply drying out. Its all cruising to the finish line. Daha ride with both hand off the handle. So tired even to pulas the minyak.
We make a pit near putrajaya exit to check our mileage. Acccording to our calculation Bulu's will short by 10km while mine 20km. The rest is safe. I am still perplexed till today why it turned out that way. Bulu and me make departure sooner than the rest to MEX highway. Its already 830pm. We know we have to makan angin to cukupkan km. We make few run around KL till it clocks 1635km.
When we reached KL tower I was behind Bulu. The corners upward the tower entrance was the last challenge. When I saw all the member safely there I juz couldnt wait to bring my bike to halt. Once my feet touch the KL tower ground, my face terus jadi happy. Senyum sampai telinga. I was the last person to arrive for the event. Everybody was happy. I saw Mr Jim and I am happy. No more sakit hati.
Certificate presentation. I was tired and kind blurr. I am a thinker. I was thinking," Hell should i smile? should i be happy? All the risk for this certificate? is it worth it?". But we did had memorable time together.

I told Bulu,"Lega rasa semua selamat sapa. Bimbang nyalah aku cuma dok royak jer takut psycho." I told Azman *two wheel garage owner and sponsor*,"In the beginning it was great fun. In the middle it was ridicilous. In the end i still think its kind of stupid. Since we all safe and sound definitely we will cherish this achievement for the rest of our life".
During dinner Jang stressed again," Alhamdullillah sek sek kita selamat sapa belaka. Itulah perkara yang paling penting." Anjemang concur with Jang while the rest keep silence reminizing how dangerous our challenge actually was.
I like to thanks;
1. Mr Jim for organizing the event. I hate you the most when i was flat out at segamat. But I love you so much when i safely back in KL tower.
2. Chief Bulu for his strength and wisdom.
3. YB Jang for his maturity.
4. Anjemang for his speed and alertness.
5. Hamka for his laughter.
6. Jai for obedience.
7 Tommy for being a tough guy.
8. Daha for being the same wavelength with me.

I got no words to describe this beautiful moment. To all the guys. We ride. We stop. We sleep. We drink. We eat. We shit. We laugh. We smoke. We break. We speed up. We leaned. We care. We listen. We obey. We motivate. We smile. We respect. We compromised. WE SUCCEED.

More pictures on Tommy's http://riding-with-the-king.blogspot.com/

yummy

2010-11-10T19:22:00.000-08:00

Twin make me breakfast. My 1st dish from the kids. I wish them luck in their future food business.

ride south thai 4-5-6 nov

2010-11-09T19:07:00.000-08:00

I am not really in writting mood. It was hell of a ride. Azman and me really can tour around the globe. While others chicken out we juz ride on. It was simply hell of a ride.

PokYad

2010-10-12T18:27:00.000-07:00

I am a happy man this morning. Never in my life a friend gave me a book. I appreciate book very much.

This morning i receive a parcel in a non woven green mitsubishi printed bag. It must be PokYad EVO X goddies bag. Wrap in gift paper. Stuffed in recycle barbie's box. in side is A BOOK.

As much as i admire PokYad as the most knowledgable person in school, to receive a book from him compliment my self too. PokYad wont juz give away book to any john and harry. He knows and expect me to read and learn from the book. Now its a responsibility for me.

oath

2010-07-14T00:23:00.000-07:00

i make them do these. I am so worry about the future. At least now i have bullets for any future arguement. Adam kecik lagi. I will make him do his when time come.

our little conspiracy

2010-07-13T22:06:00.000-07:00

notice the cat in the picture.

I love cat. I bela many cats when i was a kid. I take care of them. i had to cangkul tanah masuk baldi and bawak masuk dalam rumah for cat toilet. those days i dont think ada cat litter (betul ka? itu pasir letak kat tempat kucing berak. panggil itu ka?) or kalau ada pun i cannot afford one. so, in few days i have to salin that tanah. i still vividly remember one of my kucing nak beranak. dari morning she meow2 at me tak berhenti2. she wanted me to follow her to her sarang. when i left her dia datang lagi meow2 leading me to her sarang. I know she was heavily pregnant. after few trip pi balik pi balik, i decided to stay at with her for a moment. then i witnessed the whole process. from breathing (hehe) till sume anak dia keluar. one weard thing thou, ada satu bende keluar with the kitten (macam uri) but she eat it up. when i told my grand ma about it she said," lar, patut kau ambik mende tu. itu kalu bagi orang pregnant makan sure senang beranak.'' Lucky i x amik, if not sure my nenek suruh my mum makan mende tu. hehe cannot accept that idea. so my kucing and anaks dia survived. Moral dia. I ni ada banyak keperibinatangan.

about the picture. that cat called puss. Named by our bibik. wife hate cat so much. berak busuk dia kata. who does not? i kata DALAM HATI. the girls love cats too but lazy to take care of the animal. our bibik love cat too. so, puss ni selalu mai rumah. i notice dah. bibik selalu bagi left over. Aqasya slow talk with me cakap,'' pa, u wont be mad kalau ada kucing dalam rumah kan?'. I said NO. i love cat. so rupanya they simpan puss dalam bilik bibik without the mum knowledge lah. So, now i get involve too. Its our little conspiracy. we bela animal dalam rumah tanpa permit. itu hari wife ada bising dah jumpa kucing dalam bilik bibik. tapi we all maintain cool jer..hahha

world cup

2010-07-13T21:50:00.000-07:00

not exactly lah. last saturday bawak family pi darulmakmur stadium. Dato' A pun join sekali with his family. Pahang vs Terengganu. of coz lah penyu thrash pahang. 5-0 tu.

We have not been in the stadium for many years. due tu Pahang play badly. tak syok nak pi tengok. masa 97 till early 2000 selalu kita pi stadium. its like family outing lah. dah tiba2 wife pun pandai cakap 'apa ni bang main terkucil2'. then we stop going lah. bila lah bola mesia nak main sedap?? notice almost empty stadium. ada la 200 orang. itupun nasib baik german vs urugay main 230am for 3rd placing. kalau main 10pm sure/comfirm 0 attendance.

my 32 to the power of 2 birthday

2010-07-13T20:13:00.000-07:00

A birthday card from my 7 years old Nur Alisa. My birthday present from Nur Alisa. Snoopy...hehehe...when i was 16 i had a snoopy t shirt. I always wear it till friends get bosan with it. Dr Osman still poking me around reminding me my distinctive snoopy t shirt whenever we get together. when u were 16 u suppose to wear heavy metal rock group t shirt lah masa tu.
So, when i unwrapped my gift i 'ter'put a long smile when i saw snoopy. tq Alisa.

Nur Aqasya

2010-06-16T20:51:00.000-07:00

She even play hepy besday tune on mama's birthday.

Nur Aqila

2010-06-16T20:43:00.001-07:00

Far left thats her

ADAM

2010-06-16T20:36:00.000-07:00

Teacher's Day. Got to be in his best dress.

shooting stars

Bulu's ride

2010-05-25T06:56:00.000-07:00

Note the background. What a lovely Trengganu. Fantastic beach. So blue so green so so alluring you deep into calmness. Almost serenading.
We are the tour riders.

thinking of killer words for this pic. pok har plok ada. putuh idea. brahilah nyeper dalam frame. from front mohd hamka (BMW R1200RT), Mohd Azan Shukri (Kawasaki ZX-14), Haji Zulkifli Haji Mohamad (Honda Goldwing 1800), Haji Wan Mohd Adha (BMW R1200ST).

It was makan sutong ride. Location mengabang telipot nearby belakang University Malaysia Terengganu.

Let me detail out how it get started. Pok har do a favour for his cousin by sending him to kuantan airport from kemaman lah. Night flight lah. After airport pok har and wife drink2 lah at indera mahkota. Time to balik kunci kereta jem. Key cannot turn lah. (itulah pok har, kete orang putih ning dok reliable, proton gok kot mana2 pong. orang pakai ferrari pong standby waja se drumoh cadang kot ferrari rusok). So, pok har panggil pomenlah. Pomen pong malam2 dok cukup tools. so kena tow.

So happen i ngan tommy nak kuar drink2 juga malam tu. pok har called tommy explained the situation. eng theng, tommy and me decided gi kat pok har lah. teman pok har and wife tunggu tow truck.

So, drink2 lah kami. Tommy wak gatal mulut, ''tadi bulu call aku ajok ride makan sutong esok jemahab''. Doh molek ah pok har mencelas. myself baru balik ride from KL that day concure je lah. Jadila ride kami esoknya ke mengabang teliput semata nak makan ikan and sutong celup tepun.

i forgetful already the time we ride that morning. maybe around 10am. we ride thru route chukai-ibok-sribandi-jabor jerangau up to ajil. Bulu gohek goldwing dia lajuu...konar macam dalam you tube. Debor2 i ikut belakang.

Kami singgah for friday prayer kat ngadang baru. (why so pelik ah nama2 kat KT ning?). To be exact masjid Tokku. Tommy kata kawasan tokku ning kira hebat ah. Dulu2 story2nya masa misbun sakit, yer mari berubat sining ah. hebat2. tommy pong hebat pasal dia tau belaka ingat belaka peristiwa2 dan hari ini dalam sejarah terengganu. Till awek2 ex school sume yer ingat...hok tu junior aku ...awek tu batch mung...awek tu senior mung...awek tu top girl dulu....siap ingat nama lagi.....we are talking mende yang 20 tahun dulu....tommy ingat ser ser agi...kelas mung tommy. bapok semart jugok...dulu ah.

Se arrivenya di warung hok sedap sekali (no kidding man. this warung serve the best ikan and suton celup tepung. even my children yang tak reti makan pong menambah2 makan suton disini. penuh kedai dia. towkey dia definitely silence millionaire.) kami lepak dulu. pasal tak start menggoreng lagi.

warung kodi jer tapi jangan tertipu. kalu cuti skoloh kaloh KFC

we waited for 30min. while waiting bulu story2 experience dia and wife kat europe. from visiting museum at Paris (eh what museum ah?)-surrended pasal iceland volcanic ash-5000euro lv bag-motor2 in germany-dull german lady-lovely paris -amsterdam-untill lah the end.....banyok pitih habis bodo....tapi nok gi lagi.

Pok har pong not surrender, story jugok pasal europe trip dia italy-london-germang. But, pok har the story teller aka pok har sepupu dave chappel relate a cemas story. Anak dia age 5 rasanya..termasuk sorang2 dalam subway. and...and...and pintu train tutup and and train jalan to the next station. bloody hell....cemas giler.....selanjutnya kena tanya pok har. 15 min of a life time pok har kata. ending macam drama swasta. after all dah selamat, the white female cop menangis, makcik african american/british(takleh cakap black kan?) pong menangis, wife pok har lagi nangis....tiga2 peluk2 nangis. tapi pok har kata dia dok nangis. ya ka? haaaa....ya ka....its ok what for a man to cry....

food belum sampai lagi, i pun story gak.....'best ah RT aku'. itu je lah

tommy pong nak story gak. 'lamalah dok ***. mok mung dokrok dekpong'. Itulah jer story kami berdua. Slot time tak banyak. sume pok har ngan bulu dah beli.

suton dah sampai. habis. udang sampai. habis. suton lagi. habis. ikan celup tepong sampai. habis. tommy 'nok suton agi?" bulu''dakpe ah. wak mari ah. kenyang doh ning. pakat makan skit2 sorang''. suton sampai. habis lagi. kejap jer. takde pakat2 makan pong. berebut2 ada ler. In the end we ate too much seafood lah. Time bayar..pok har tunduk, tommy sibuk cek email, i macam biasa ah..gave a 'pls pay stare' to bulu. Of coz bulu belanja. dia dah janji dah. Alhamdulillah. bukok rezeki bulu. buleh beli porchee se agi.

tommy...oloh ..lepas kerat sutong pegang mende tu plok...beratlah saing2 aku..

Ini cerita on d way back. Pok har plok kebas/kreng kaki atas muto. kenalah i teman dia berhenti. pok har, pok har ingat baham gaut kih udang dosh.

around 7pm i sampai kuantan dah. safe and sound.

melancholic journey part III

2010-05-10T00:55:00.000-07:00

Dont ask. I wont write. Just ponder, mull and dwell over it. Detrimental for my health.

gambar lama

2010-05-09T19:14:00.001-07:00

Harith nak try skill

Adam nak cuba ride.

At Aryani

My Name is Khan

2010-05-03T18:20:00.000-07:00

Tommy watched the movie (dvd) to kill time. End up recommending me for it. Damn good movie. A movie that tought me few lessons in life. May be the greatest bollywood movie so far. Sila lah tengok.

Double Trouble

2010-05-02T19:41:00.000-07:00

We (i ngan sikin lah)were at the double trouble concert. parking was hassle. Entrance was pack. We have to squeeze thru. I am talking entrance to the bukit kiara area for ticket inspection not the indoor arena yet. Entrance to the indoor arena was even terrible experience. Its like squeezing watermelon into a kicap botol. The arena is meant for horse riding/equestarium ke apa tu (yang kuda main lompat2 galah). It has only 1 door. I think la. Imagine almost 20000 of us trying to get thru that.
You can see all walk of life. The rock one, the cool one. the jeans and christian edgar t shirt one, the t shirt concert one, awek silap dressing one, dah tua one, middle age one, bau beer one. the masam ketiak one, bawak awek one, the mat motor one, makcik one pun ada, the bising one, joker, suka tolak2 one and macam2 one. All of these boleh notice masa bersesak2 nak masuk.
It was not a situation we like to be.

BUT, BUT, hey!!!! itulah nama dia concert rock!!!Nostaliga sungguh. rasa macam muda2 dulu konsert kat expo. i enjoy every moment..baik masa bejalan ke arena from parking, masa bersesak masuk...masa berdiri 3 jam tgk concert even masa berpeluh macam mandi sauna.

before the concert begins, the atmosphere was lightning. everyone of us enjoying ourselves. sementara menunggu start tu...sempat juga ....renung diri....tua dah aku....lama dah since belenggu irama keluar....lepas tu rock ah balik.....nak signal rock kat tangan pun dah lupa.

Once the concert begin........dia punya best tu tak leh nak cerita. sorry. kena experience sendiri.

ada 1 shortcoming lah. i've been to many concerts kat US lah. Kita kat mesia ni sound system kurang power. tak gegar ah. waste of talent lah. amy and awie and crew are bloody talented, but sound tak kuat tak gempak tak bising. I was standing in the middle still rasa music slow. tak full blast. sayang ah.
concert habis 12am. pi minum kat pelita bangsar with friends yang sekepala layan double trouble. then balik.
today monday, my kaki still sore. exactly belakang knee. so jalan macam org kena gaut skit. pasti coz standing lama sangat. 3 hrs + berjalan. rasa macam tandom belakang knee tu dah stretch.

if Double Trouble mai Kuantan nak tengok lagi.

pok har's new ride

2010-04-27T19:58:00.000-07:00

Itu hari i ride pi kemaman amik Pok har then we bergendong ride to KL. To be exact i gendon 75kg pok har ke Bangi. Berat la....sakit tangan i pasal pok har dok nusuk belakang i masa lari 180-200km/hr. Dia pong sibuk nok tengok depang. Ride 2 bijik with Kori. Balik Pok har punya anak saudara pun ikut. Balik 4 bijik lah.

pok har bergaya with r1200st. bmw tu...nothing less for pok har mung. The only guy who i know without bank sikris record. meaning this bugger does not owe anything to the bank. no card, no housing loan, no kete loan. all paid in cash. The best part, he own many2 properties, live in a bungalow, own multiple cars and etc lah. My idola lah u bro.

Kori suka posing with his bike. talented rider.

Azani, anak sedara pok har with his ducati monster. ning sek2 keturunan kaya ning. eh! monster ke tu? nampak cute jer...uhuhu

moleh pok har .....reboh kang...muto tongkat doh..takut mung tu reboh...

mana plok tongkat ning? mana plok? tadi brasa ada. ah padang doh lah.....dok juper tongkat doh...weh! azani mari tulong pok mung cari tongkat ning....

toward financial freedom

2010-04-27T19:01:00.000-07:00

Today i tutup mata bayar habis my last credit card outstanding. It took me two years to work on these evil cards. A sum total of hefty a lot for a guy like me. Alhamdulillah its all over now. After all the jampi to get rid of shopping demons. hard work..tough work....kena mentally strong nak settle credit card ni..

the last evils.My first credit card way 14 years ago. It was maybank GOLD card! masa tu platinum takde lagi la i think. Why maybank bagi i gold. Because i am one of the biggest 'penghutang' kat maybank kemaman. A total of 6m. Bank love sapa2 yang yang berhutang ngan dia. They call me the six million dollar man (macam citer amerika dulu2). Life was never tenang after that. From one card to the other. At one time i hold nothing less than 5 cards. There was time circa year 2000 where the more c.card you have the more successfull/rich you will be perceived. Of coz entrepenuer like me tempted to flash our many2 c.cards. the feel good factor datang...like rasa successful gitu.

Alhamdulillah. It does not stick with me that long. I tried many methods/ways to settle the amount. sikit2 bayar, bayar 2xmin payment, simpan card kat rumah etc. bayar 10 kali....then... .pergi serek 1x cover yang 10x bayar.

only 1 way work for me. tutup mata bayar habis. ada gak takde duit...so i buat 3 x bayar. after bayar tutup terus card tu. I only left with these cimb cards. Only for emergency. pls does not include replay jeans, raoul shirts, bally shoes, IWC portofino chronograph (dah 1 tahun lebih berangan. even bought replica one. but rosak) in my emergency list.

for you cardholder out there.....take care ya

Jalang jalang cari makang di China

2010-04-25T23:16:00.000-07:00

Who the **** next to me? No need introduction lah.... His famous quote "mung nok? mung nok mari ah. eh baser natang iblis, pakai piyoh sajer....pakai piyoh sangat..." He is a nice guy. ordinary folk. A guy you would make friend for sembang2 kedai kopi. Politically brilliant guy...

note the guy in front of me. Raja Bahrain. Famous arkitek. Masjid terapung Terengganu is one of his work. I stayed couples of times in his Aryani resort. Fabulous lah. Anyone remember his great escapade in/out of Australia? Dont know eh?? u young generation don know history lah. He is a very humble guy. experience in life ni kira bergununglah. never raised his voice yet he is listened. never speak any other language with me beside teganu kita punya bahasa. Even i try to english(i choose my words carefully to sound intelligent) with him...he still reply..'' doh sining tadok barang hok molek2''. I had like 15 min duo conversation with him after those guy left. turn out kami 1 frequency on few discussed topic. Its good to know u sependapat with great minds. oh ya sorry gambar blurr..pasal that smelly chineese tour guide lady does not know how to use a genuine/real/original nokia phone.

Note monitor kat ghuang zhou airport. Direct flight to Terengganu. we chartered flight bro. direct. never again u will see kat monitor china's aiport tulis Terengganu.

ride to cameroon highland

2010-04-10T01:51:00.001-07:00

it was friday april the 9th. dato A and me start the journey to kemaman. our meeting point was at bistro beryani kemaman 930am for breakfast. Jai could not ride with us due to the death of his brother that wee morning. Al-Fatihah.
Azman (bmw rt), Kori(cbr 1000rr) and Zahidi (zx-10) from kemaman join us for breakfast and we begin our route planning. we did not do early discussion/planning pasal biasanya plan awal takkan jadi. pasti hampeh. its more in situ decision.
oh ya worth to mention dato B did join us for breakfast. rider with two bikes yet to materialize a single bike trip. dia x dapat join kerana banyak hals. kalau mention kat sini berjela2 hals dia boleh buat novel. muahaha...lepas ning kita gi plok neh...bowok bini masing2..
we all gerak@1030 am. destination kuala berang. chukai-ibok-sri bandi-ajil-k.berang. jalan dalam. we sampai k.berang @1130. we ride sikit lajulah. my left kasut gesek tar satu kali. korner kuat tu bang. (tapi tommy cakap dia gesek dua2 belah tak citer pong).
we thot nak belasah ikan baung and other sungai species but its too early. we are just too fast too furious. filled up the tank. ready for next ride. this time thru kenyir dam. i bought 2big bottled drinks and junk food. stuff them in my pannier (tong ais krim). we planned to lepak near tasik minum2 and take lot of pictures.
after turning left toward kenyir/KB from bandar k.berang, the road was a bit banyak korner small2 one, sharp2 one. Azman always in front follow by kori. zahidi 3rd and me 4th and dato A as sweeper. mishap! damn! the sharpest turn...i saw zahidi memoteng moteng terus ke dalam rok (overshoot, went to the pasir masuk bush controlling his bike..and release it and bedebam jatuh). it was scary yet i know he is going to be ok judging from his speed and off road clearance. encik zahidi fobia lah lepas tu. any way we all continue. the gutsy zahidi proceed still layan lap baikk... nampak scratch kat slider and below.

once we are on the kenyir-aring yet to warta road, the curves were lovely, lusty and many2 of them. we just layannn the corners. all dont give a damn about drink, lepak and pictures. its juz so adrenalling pumping, so sweet, doing 160km/h on the long curve while mengintai2 keindahan tasik/alam semesta. so lovely i cant describe in writing. arghh!!! there were lots of jalan runtuh and constructions too...we have to ride thru gravel an a bit tanah merah. but it juz add up to the thrill. rasa macam kat oversea lah bro..how i wish ada biri2 or horses melintas (tommy cakap lah).

The road become more challenging in term of kecik, short curves, gravels, tanah merah, constructions, felda tractors, once we hit felda Aring. Yet it juz fuel up our desire and hunger for thrill riding. that time i wish i ride with GS.

sampai gua musang. lunched. ride again. got separated. two groups. me azman and kori. (group anok beranak. azman is cousin. kori is my brother) while dato A and zahidi. gua musang to c.highland once again fabulous. lots of long corners and very panoramic, pictureuqe (betul ke eja ning?). but the road is bumpyor should i say beralun-alun. once i was struggling for grip. the bump right on the cornering line. i decided to change my suspension setting. setting on the fly bro. (nak bagitau RT gua boleh ubah2 suspension setting). we were hit by light rain few times but nothing much la.
5pm dah sampai cameroon kami meet up at starbak. apa lagi? green tea latte lah. sembang2 recap2 balik route tadi.
Zahidi punya sedara ada bungalow for homestay. so we stay there lah. kasi sedara dia business skit lah. ni hah motor park depan bungalow.luckyly ada plak '5siri' sebijik. apa lagi pinjam lah. so dinner kami berlima naik kereta lah. pusing2 jalan2 cari makan. makan jagung makan straberry makan ntah apa apa lagi. pi strawbery resort, pasal tommy and azman nak release tension. balik semula rumah 130am. tido.
pagi decided break fast atas bukit boh. jenuh layan corner naik bukit semata nak makan scorn. ni hah gambarsnya,aisey...cek email ke tommy? lagi ada meniaga ka? haiya..itu muncung kasi simpan lah...5 riders drinking tea having scorn for breakfast. discussion topic= damn best mat salleh mai negara kita jajah bukak ladang...pastu kita plak kijer untuk dia...pastu siap kena hormat dia plak tu....and also in situ planning route nak balik. ada gak suara2 nakal ajak pi haadyai....passport mana pah???@10am we ride back to exit Tapah. Jalan lama. Layan shot corner. Fantastic. So good i have to say it twice.....turun layan short corner baikk....best betul lah.
exit tangjung malim. layan korner batang kali and genting. dah rasa nothing dah. 2 kali foot kiri cecah jalan...hard corner babe. (tapi tommy cakap dia lagi banyak tak citer pong) (kori amik pic rear tayar. bangga..tayar bebulu makan keliling).
i sampai rumah 430pm.

ini satu citer kelakar. from gua musang to c.highland. tommy with zahidi. itu mr sweeper@tommy@dato A sudah sleepy lah. maklumlah depa ride up to 160 jer. tommy kena ride 180 above baru bermaya. so tommy sudah ngantuk macam baby mau tidor. he overtook zahidi signal for berhenti. stop je dia nak landing/ja'tuh stand, tak perasaan moto still moving. mamai la katakan. eh eh eh ah ah bedeping lah tip/jatuh. muahahaha...padam muka cakap orang...nah calar zx14 mung

p/s latest news. kori inform azman near missed kat cherating. azman was shaken and pail. can see the jacket trembling. it was really near missed. kete u-turn, he nearly hit it. that cherating area near petronas tu memang bahaya tu. slow2 lah abang man. we all love u.

next ride? same route bawa wife masing2. sapa2 solo pun bleh ikut gak. time? tunggu dato B balik europe trip.

next after next ride? hah hah jeng jeng. Koh Sah Moi bro.....

my next toy

2010-04-10T01:48:00.001-07:00

really i've been dreaming for this one since last year. cant wait.

new ride

2010-04-04T20:31:00.001-07:00

thats my new ride. no more cbr1000rr. no more merempit. wife love this new ride. picture shows our makan2 trip to rompin for udang galah. four bikes azman and wife, dato B and datin lastly dato A alone (wife pregnant lah).

ride to hatyai

2010-02-17T20:52:00.001-08:00

It was only 3 of us. Myself Azman and Dato A. We ride hard, ride fast, ride safe. Picture shows a place by the beach at songkla. Thot of nak pi shooting range but, it was late already. close shop already.

the biggest grin

2010-01-28T23:36:00.000-08:00

Thats Dato A on his new bike. Well not really his bike yet. There are financial and legal documentations need to be approved. However, please notice his face. Is'nt that the biggest grin you ever seen? Dato A was so so happy at that instant. No word could describe how happy he is on his new bike. Only Ah Fok come out with the best depiction 'sengih macam budok darjoh lima dapat beskal bmx'. Ah Fok left brain always works wonders.

Since then Dato A has been murmuring jek jek arr jek jek arr even in his sleep. Dr N no longer excites him. He sleep while hugging and kissing his Nolan full faced helmet. He drives his Hilux while fantasizing riding zx-14. He mind mapping to terrorist kenyir-gua musang-cameroon higland. Lets wait and see.

p/s Dato B struggles to smile while worrying his harley will makan 2 asaps. Book slalu GTR dato..!!

My friend and Harley Davidson

2009-10-12T20:10:00.001-07:00

I bought a honda cbr. My eternal friend, dato' B, also gatal nak beli motor. After shopping2 he bought a bloody harley. What a missmastch. Now, how are we going to ride sesama? Its a missmatch all the way. Anyway good luck to him. Happy makan my asap.

mama's kitchen

2009-10-12T17:23:00.001-07:00

I have a dream

2009-10-11T19:22:00.000-07:00

It is always my dream to share knowledge and experience with others. Please GOD shower me with experience and enlighten my shallow mind with the greatness of Yours. And i will promise to share with others thus upholding the TRUTH. Oh GOD please bless me with the talent to teach others. Amin.

My second talk in IPTA. This time in UITM puncak alam. 1 hr talk on 'customer service, enchanting your client' with 30 min QnA session. Hope the message is well received by the student.

serenity

2009-10-01T22:23:00.000-07:00

boys room

dining

ada 3 lagi empty walls. budget tak cukup

girls room

family area

bilik menung

my brazillian iron wood

2009-09-28T22:33:00.001-07:00

my soul

2009-09-28T22:20:00.000-07:00

I wrote about my passion on two wheels on my previous blog. I bought this baby on my 37th birthday. A birthday present from me to myself.

My Corner

2009-08-22T14:09:00.000-07:00

This is my corner. While i am writting this, my 4 kids are around me. Nagging and muttering about what to write. They have the world by not going to school. Nur Alisa only manage to smile not knowing what word to choose to describe the situation. The kids wonders why i am typing so fastttt...

airasia

2009-06-10T02:12:00.000-07:00

My new job require me to travel by air extensively. I dont travel alone. With the existing of airasia we manage to keep the cost really down. It is a great financial help for a small start up company like us. At least our entry cost is kept low thus stimulate our job viability. I thank mr tony fernandez and pray for airasia health everytime i book their flights. No matter what the sentiment against them.
I am a lucky person. Today while taking a rest at the mandarin hotel lobby from the hectic OGA 2009 exhibition i stumble upon mr tony fernandez. hey! i know this chap...tony!!! i was exhilirated cheering deep inside. I throw my hand to shake his. He shake well. I said, "mr tony fernandez?" he replied,"yes". I said " thank you". he replied,"why?"(with a confusing smile) I said,"for making it cheaper for me to fly...its good for my business". he replied, "great" and left with satisfaction and a bit shock i guess.
I am a lucky person today.
I had also met and shake hand with mr idris jala and now tony. Is God trying to tell me something? may be dedicate your life for the good of human being?

Born Again

2009-03-31T03:17:00.000-07:00

I am in Bintulu at the moment. Lousy food. Idling for 5hrs trap in hotel room. No appointment to attend no client to entertain. It has been so long not having the feeling. Marketing lapse. Hope tomorrow will be interesting. Going to Miri.
My friend and I trying to develope new product. Sell new products to be exact. Its marketing all over again for me. Born again. Part of me enjoying it. Fear of rejection is natural. Melancholic all over again. With all the experiences, hopefully we will cross the hurdles faster, make less enemy and prosper and prosper.
We are not chasing our dream yet, but definitely a step away from our passion. Wish us good luck.

Lost Soul (melancholic journey part II)

2008-11-25T17:38:00.000-08:00

I'been thinking about the topic for quite sometimes. Thru the course of my journey i met lots of lost soul. So lost they dont even know how to stop. Nothing can put them to halt. They mundane thru their life ignorance of the purpose. Some come a bad root, few come from good one. I laugh with them. Meaningless laugh. I pity them. I thank God I am not one of them. But I wonder why they are lost? It always break my heart seeing these people. Beautiful, smart and energatic individual.

I pray to God and I pray very hard to bless these lost soul with direction. Amin.

Shocking News!!

2008-11-05T21:14:00.000-08:00

Its the news of the century. Shocking than Obama's. Some says shocking than the Baghdad air strike.

Dato' A was appointed as the head tennis coach for the children of dato's dato's. Dato' A's flamboyant, stunning, no-nonsene and excellent reputation has give other international coaches a run for their money.

Video clip by paparazzi below showed Dato' A grooming future Nadal and Sharapova or maybe Federer and Mirza? Other coaches around the world has make a study on dato' s approach base on the video clip. One of their findings is a technique called "papa...papa...dia pijok cicok..". They have no clues what that means. But they insist to and will find it out. One of them quoted "In next 10 years players from Malaysia will emerged. We in Europe and US need to buckle up or else we will be doomed." Dato' has sent the message around the world. The world acknowledged. Bravo.

Tioman Island

2008-11-05T19:44:00.001-08:00

We went to Pulau Tioman for a retreat. It was a spontaneous decision. There was no proper planning . We love it that way. The element of surprise keeps our adrenaline pumping faster. Of coz Dato A tagged along. He is the master of ceremony. A great man. Dato' B? We always miss him.

We stayed at berjaya tioman resort. Oh yeah....it's the place for the affluent, the rich and the famous. Oh yeah we stayed there and we pretended to be the affluent, the rich and the famous. And we pretended well.

I am sorry about the picture arrangement. I tried many times to make proper and coherent yet failed. I guess the software guy has some grudge against me. ha ha.

Snorkeling. My first snorkeling experience was 18yrs ago in Pulau perhentian. I was perplexed, stunned and awe with the beauty of the coral. I snorkeled alone and kept floated with small rubber tube ( i cant swim) for many hours. I cant smell any danger. I was gutless back then.

Five years ago, i went to pulau tioman and redang. I notice i started to develop fear of the open sea. Coral and fish seems a bit scare me. Flashing of scary creature starts to creep in my mind while my head beneath the water surface. Heart pumping faster. Bad adrenaline run scattered. Not a good feeling.

This recent trip to pulau tioman, my fear getting stronger. I jump from the boat to the open sea and snorkel. But, not far from the boat. My wife went farther. Shut up dato' A! You are also no good 85KG muscle man. Snorkel not even 1inch farther than me.

The kid were terrified for the first one hour. Not wanting to get into the open sea. We try to convince them they should (possibly our muka also look a bit cemas). Well, after one hour the kids got their courage. They had a fantastic time.

Our next stop is Pulau Perhentian. Hope Dato'B will be with us.

Dr OE & Dr Dawood

2008-10-29T19:39:00.000-07:00

I owe them everything. Their deeds to me will last for the rest of my life. They might not even know what they have done to me. The effect of their helps change my course of life. I wont be sitting here if not because of them.

These two men i vow not to argue and dispute with. I lay my sword for them. I fight if they ask me to. My life worth nothing if my SOS was turned down by them. They are my gurus and saviours.

Pisang emas dibawa belayar,
Masak sebiji di atas peti,
Hutang emas boleh di bayar,
Hutang budi di bawa mati.

I guess till death i will owe you guys. May our spirit of brotherhood be the guidance taking us to the place we never dream off.

I vow to help as many people as possible. God have plan my life well. People help me in my critical time of my life. I need to return favors. It is destined.

family outing part II

2008-09-22T17:42:00.000-07:00

This time was in Janda Baik. Located above genting sempah rest area. We were there for one lovely night. The drive took 90min from kuantan. We (wife, 5 kids and maid) were pack in my red golf gti. Ha ha ha. I was still meddling around 210km/hr on that LPT. Crazy me. Our usual family mover r/tax was expired. I calculated it is juz not feasible to renew it yet.

Our family mover. Juz came back renewing the r/tax. nak raya dah ni babe. r/tax mati june lepas. hahahaha..

The kids straight away enjoying themselves in the river. Me and dato' A were preparing the ba.b.q. a ah...Dato'A initiated the outing. It was a lovely evening. Datin Dr Nora ( dato'A spouse) was busy attending the their newborn baby. Congratulation to both of them.

Later that night i was attacked by diarrhoea. I am not sure whether something i ate or medication i took. Oh yea....I was confirmed as a diabetic patient that morning. Medication prescribed may interfere with my body causing diarrhoea. Anyway, it was a regular trip to the loo for me that night.

We plan to visit janda baik again. This time we planned to camp there. I am not sure when its going to happen but surely it will. Nature provide the ultimate site for family vacation. Trust me.

WrittinG

2008-07-03T00:03:00.000-07:00

I conlcluded i have no talent in writtng though I have lots passion in it. It seems my reading does not help much my writting. Today, i seek my staff help to write a simple explanation email. It seems i cannot coherent my thought. So much in the mind but incapable to pen it down.

I envy those who has the talent. I know few people around me has the gift. I simply envy them.

My Family Outing

2008-06-19T02:07:00.000-07:00

Here where i spend quality time with family. It ain't A-famosa, it ain't Sunway lagoon it just a humble sungai lembing. Children love the clear and fresh water while i value the fresh air. Being there make me appreciate what God created. I can fell that i am just a tiny life living in His mighty creation.

Sometime i barbeque lamb and chicken to fill up the kid's stomach. At least i stop by nearby pasar malam for local fruits and delicacies.

Indeed Dato' A will bring his family along. Without Dato' part of fun is absence.

CHILD ABUSE

2008-06-17T00:08:00.000-07:00

This is really obscene. Where is the irresponsible parent? Were the kids having fun? I think the fun will stop when we reprint the picture onto their wedding invitation cards :-)

Left is Dato' A's Mikdam and right my Adam. We were at our regular humble sungai lembing outing.

Friendship

2008-05-20T00:51:00.000-07:00

This entry is dedicated to my lovely friends, Dato' B (left) and Dato' A (right). Picture taken during our family outing at nearby resort.
Notice Dato' A was telling a story and myself always amused listening it. While Dato' B fantasizing the nite activity.
May GOD bless us with health, children and rezeki, lots of rezeki.

My big boy's toy

2008-05-06T00:54:00.000-07:00

Refer to my entry "man and bike", i did mention i was looking for four wheeler. It has been a year and i have been thinking for one year. The hunted range from mini cooper s, alfa romeo 147, Satria neo R3, Audi A4 and few more not worthy japaneese car.

After 5 test drive sessions....the winner is VW Golf GTI complete with ABT upgrade. Friends said "why beamers and merc not in your list?". I reply "My friends......too many imposers driving them". Though i love to own the new M3. Juz could not afford one .... yet. Such a powerful car. Below is my definition of car according to the manufacturer;

1. Mercedes = Loudly saying i got a lot of money. successful etc.

2. BMW = I got money and love to spent it.

3. Audi = I got money and taste.

4. VW = I got money and i want value for money

5. Golf Gti = I am raw. Don't mess with me. Money? You decide if i got any

6. Alfa Romeo = A true car lover. Car with passion. Heart always melt in Alfa Romeo. I will own alfa romeo again.

7. Citroen = A car you wont find fault.

8. Peugeot = Move like nanny.

I might sounded arrogant in this entry. I am sorry. I am struggling to pay that GOLF GTI monthly payment. I guess i am a sucker. Sucker for car.

Client

2007-11-13T21:41:00.000-08:00

My first exhibition.

Ten years in business i never participate in any exhibition. I never thought i would join any until recently i did. It would never be materialize without the commitment of my two strong generals. The first thing i did that first morning (on the very 1st day of exhb.) was thanking my two general on their relentless efforts.

I feel little right to take credit on our achievements during the exhibition. The generals deserve all. Thank you and thank you again. Our next stop is oil and gas exhibition (OGA) KL.

Our proud booth.

Man and Bike

2007-06-25T00:48:00.000-07:00

Since i was a kid i always wanted a bike. A big bike. I remember going to mamak's grocery with my brother to buy stickers of Randy Mamola, Freddie spencer, Eddie Lawson and other rider's in action. The stickers come with junk food. We would stick the stickers into our last year writing book. Spend our time fantasizing having our own bike.

Come to my SRP, dad promised a bike if i achieve below 10 aggregate. A yamaha SS110cc to be exact. Its hot bike for teenagers at that time. I did imagine how am i going to repaint (with 7-up green) the bike etc. Its gonna be hot. Sure enough i got 6 aggregate in my SRP exam. And sure enough dad broke his promise. I was so devastated. I remember walking from home to nearby river about 5km thinking of killing myself. Somehow i know it was a stupid idea.

In the end i settled for a racing bicycle. Then my cycling life begin.

I thank dad for not buying me the bike. I wont end up here if he bought it. I know. I know i will be different person when come to riding.

Fast forward, the year was 1997. I just started working. That year Aprillia was winning races for 125cc and 250 cc in world FIM championship. The 250cc bike was awesome. My brother bought it and we always share riding it (picture above is the actual bike). But, year after that we both very busy running our family business. The bike was not fully utilized. It only clock 26000km after 10 years! My record speed was 200km/hr on trunk road!

Now, I want to have another bike. I am eyeing for Kawasaki ZX10R. Beautiful machine. Just spend couple of thousand for the gear. The picture below is ZX10R.

Now, i like to detail why i blog this story. Last friday 22nd june 2007, a friend of mine passed away in bike accident with a truck. Apparently, he lost control during cornering. He was an architect. Let recite Al-Fatihah for him.

The incident has put me in a great dilemma. Should i pursue my dream having a new bike? Would you? After it already cost a friend?

today 25/sept

And today, one of my staff, electrical tech, good man, accident while riding last nite. He hit a crossing cow. He was sent to K terengganu hospital. That's mean BAD.

Anyway, i managed to sell my bike to other enthusiast. But, another bike? i put the idea on hold. But working hard to gather more wealth. (i guess when u have more money, its easier to make purchase decision). At the moment mind occupied with 4 wheelers. thinking hard to buy one for passion.

Women

2007-04-29T17:36:00.000-07:00

1. The picture above was chose for reason*.
2. They say there is a woman behind a success of man. And so there is a woman behind a fall of a man (some sort like that)*.
* I like to reserve why i depict the above two statements.

A friend of mine passed away last Thursday night after suffering more then a month coma in KL GH. He was involved in a freak accident somewhere along the new east coast highway. He was a good person. He was younger than me, yet wiser than me, religious and a cunning businessman. Al-Fatihah.

This post titled 'women' is all dedicated to him.

politics

2007-04-28T20:25:00.000-07:00

They say picture worth thousands words. These pictures worth millions of my words. Who are they (KJ & Hishamudin) kidding huh??

David vs Goliath

2007-04-23T21:55:00.000-07:00

The makcik story should make so called smart, bright, intelligent and sharp and futhermore working with GLCs, MNCs and travel the world in business class, and think they are differently and superiorly breed than the rest and think they belong to the elit/great mind and their opinions are derived in heaven, wake up and smell your skin. We are at par as human. Some of us just lucky. Some of us choose to work hard and succeed. Some of us borned privelleged. Some of us fail after giving their best. Some of us succeed by doing virtually nothing. No matter what the situation are, all of us deserve respect.

Yes, i have personal vendetta with these people. I just wish one day God enlighten their minds. Wishing God to reset their purpose and objective in life. In the mean time i wish them success in their careers.

David vs Goliath. I purposely choose the topic to describe how life is so exciting. Battle between the weak and strong. Battle between the uneducated and educated? Education in what sense? What kind of education?

A friend of mine, an oversea graduate, run a trucking company. He owns 20+ trucks. I mean really big trucks. These trucks are manufactured by scania and volvo. They are not easy to maintain. They need experience mechanics to look after them. These mechanics are hard to come by. These mechanics are also not the best educated man in earth. Fail to find the right one will make your truck down. Soon it hit your bottom line so bad and you will bleed to death.

This friend..... his assets worth few millions. Graduated from one of the best private engineering school in US. Has experience working with multinational petroleum company. His daily business dealing involve with managers, senior managers, COOs, CEOs, of multinational companies and banking instutitions.

Last few night had tought him a lesson. He was made to wait in his luxury car for 1 hour. Waiting for a mechanics who failed form 3 exam. He had use all the charms he got to lure this mechanic to work for him. He said during the discussion the mechanic was so cool, demanding higher pay and many more perks. My friends's hand tied and twisted. He agreed to all terms.
On the way back..he would never imagine he himself would seek and beg one so called uneducated mechanic to work for him. How life is so unique.

The worst thing is......the mechanics dont even show up.....

A makcik story

2007-04-17T22:31:00.000-07:00

Wow! two entries per day. I must have got nothing to do. Shame to admit but, its true. Anyhow, I have been waiting to write about this wonderful 'makcik' (auntie) story. I guess today i am free and will let my makcik memory floating back to my brain cell and communicating back to my fingers.

Most blogger and blogs readers are well educated. The feeling of being proud and honored with your educational level may enter to the sense of great mind state leading to arrogant behaviour. I am not saying all the smart people out there are arrogant. Nope. But, couple with few other factors they can be one arrogant snob. I know. Because i nearly become one. Luckily, the makcik pull me back to earth to where i belong to be what dad taught me, to be humble.

It all started few weeks ago. I was in the new Matrade (the self made famous icon) building somewhere in Kuala Lumpur. Together with my executive we were there to meet SMIDEC representative. We are prepared to present our case. We are well dressed too (something i rarely do). In fact myself was very proud with our case. Proud of what the company has achieved. We were there to apply for 'geran'(fund allocated by government to help industy) to buy few machines. I know smidec cannot decline us because we are so damn good. Company information, business activities, sales, social contribution are excellent. We are the perfect candidate for the 'geran'. No other SMI company can beat us. I was so proud till it started to touch the arrogant territory.

The smidec officer too was impressed with our company. Our export revenues, number of people hired stunned him. All he can say was 'No Problem the fund is there for you to tap'. At that moment my arrogance level was reached. I did not say anything to expose the feeling but i know it is inside me. Still bad. During my 30 minutes discussion with the smidec officer at Smidec lounge/discussion area, I notice one makcik walking lazily back and forth. I did not pay attention to her. She might be the cleaner or tea lady trying to hear our discussion for fun. The officer seems to know her. They greet other. I did not care less. she is just a tea lady at most.
My arrogance sense coupled with success atmosphere treat the makcik with hardly any respect. At this stage i had not yet communicate with the makcik. The feeling is all inside me. I was flying with self ego, pomposity and snob.

The officer excuse himself to his office to pick up a form for us to fill. During the officer absence, the makcik sit in his chair. She start reading my company profile. She seems to ponder and indulge herself to the document. I was stunned and speechless. The tea lady cum cleaner 'playing' with my stuff. I would like to stop her, but not really want to insult her. I was crying deep in my heart to prohibit her from laying her dirty fingers on my sacred documents.

She broke the silence

makcik : where are u guys from? (with very heavy hard core Terengganu slang)
me : Kemaman (with myvery soft terengganu slang)
makcik : oh! we are not far apart i am form Kuala terengganu. What are you doing here?
me: (she really belong to makcik terengganu doing the keropok lekor (fish made cookies)) We are here for geran matters (with proud). what are u doing here?
makcik: same thing
me: (stunned) u mean u also apply ?
makcik: oh nope. I already got it. I come here for final disbursement.
me: (nearly down to feet. shock. impresed.numb.knock out punch etc) what? when? what do you do? what business are you in? (I start mumbling/questioning in disbelief. she is at most passed only standard 6)
makcik.: I own a factory in Terenganu. I manufacture fabric. (she start showing her pamphlet)
me: (damn.)
makcik : i supply to company making uniform, shirt and so on.
me: where do you purchase your raw material ?
makcik: malaysia, but now most come form china and taiwan. I have to import in order to be competitive.
me: (wow!) i ask for more sensitive business questions like market, machines and so on..
makcik: (she gave me vague answer)
me: (darn she is defensive. smart cunning)
Now the table has turn around. I was the stupid one. Makcik is the smarter one.
me: how can we make sure we got the geran? any hint?any lesson? ( my ego vanish)
makcik; (she gave 5 minute lecture on business, marketing, personal relation, lobbying and the need to be cunning in your application. I feel like the makcik read tens of business books or all the tens book were referred to the makcik experiences)

The officer was back. He hand us the form. Its time to leave. I wave and greet goodbye to the super makcik. I could not help my self thinking about the makcik on our 3 hrs journey back. No matter how high you fly, there always somebody higher than you. The makcik put back a man likeme to his sense. I am sure makcik will make you lady (who regards herself as brilliant high achiever great mind + snob etc) to shame.

I am thank full to GOD for meeting me with makcik.

rookie

2007-04-17T21:50:00.000-07:00

After my 1st attempt, i notice few typo and grammatical errors. 1997 should be read as 2007. I seek your forgiveness. Grammatical flaws? Please expect many more to come. I am a technically inclined person. A mechanical engineering graduate. Loath english, speaking and writting class during school years (engineers does not need it). Reading only at minimum those years.

Life has taken it bend and corner. Gradually, reading,speaking and writting skills cripping to my neck announcing its cruciality success factor to my career. I start sluggardly. Reading what i like and hopely using this blog for writting stuff i care. Speaking is always pain in the butt. Public speaking. I wonder why i feel nervous speaking in front of my few executives. I am the upper hand yet butterfly still in my stomach. Those are the traits (speaking, reading, writting) i was not born with.

Those days (school years) i felt blessed, proud and honoured with my technical inclination. Always outstanding in math and science. Indiferrent and could'nt care less attitude toward language and administrative subjects. Those are for pussy i thought. Well, now i wish i can turn back the clock. One of my regret in life is not giving my best on those subject. One of my wish in life is to be born with leadership (which i think constitute of reading, writting and speaking skills) traits, and better EQ and more linguistics and so on. The former one is what i am looking for. The books say leadership traits can be develope, cultured,learned and cultivate. I reserve my comment on that.

With all handicaped mention above title 'rookie' sum it all.

melancholic journey part I

2007-03-11T20:51:00.000-07:00

Dear all,
This is my first attempt to create my own blog. As publish in Malaysia-today 12/3/97, at least 80% of bloggers is women, i guess i am doing my part to reduce the deficit.
I am an engineer by profession. Now active in small and medium business. Married with 5 kids. Wife working with goverment (engineer too). First kid, boy 9yrs, twin girls 8yrs, girl 4yrs and boy 2yrs old.
I am not really interested to talk about family that much. But, excites to use this tech to express thots on my career journey, beliefe, worry and future. I always reserve my sorrow, dissapointment and grief. Hopefully from now on GOD will give the blessing for me to write. Importantly, ability to convey my thot and feeling into writing.
Melancholic? Why melancholic? According to oxford dictionary (installed in my pda) melancholic means pensive sadness or expressing sadness. Journey is the journey of my career by choiced. So, am i a failure? Surely nope. I consider myself as a man with a great ambition. None of the ambition has been achieved. But, i am sailing to the direction. Melancholic may attribute from the yacth capabilty, brutal sea, inferiortech and few more external environments leads to depression.