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The weekend saw me packing my bags for what is probably the last dive trip for the year. The group was mostly the same as the group that went to Redang recently. It was just after a week, after the ferry accident that occurred. That made us worry but like one of my articles I wrote before, was any of our public transportation safe before. We Malaysians, tend to take life for granted and as long as something never happens, it is assumed that it would never happen. Then when it actually occurs, all hell breaks loose and suddenly we become all excited and angry just to find that all goes back to how it was within 2 weeks after the last body was found. We, Malaysian are that naive that even when a fortune teller tells us to throw a watermelon into the sea, if it floats then the victim is probably alive – that also can believe and practice. Forgive me for my ignorance but as far as I know all watermelons float like coconuts. So can we, then, really blame others for this mishap when we ourselves agree to board a boat when it overloaded and further not insist on being given a life jacket or if given reluctantly wear it or if possible do not.

Anyway, I digress. The trip went well and we all enjoyed ourselves. We did a total of 5 dives and I must say, the second day was far better in terms of visibility and the marine life.

These are some of the pictures.


Part of the dive group.

As I sit to log my dives, I realise I have to make another 9 more dives to reach 100. To make it a memorable 100th dive, maybe I should dive at Sipadan or another overseas point, The Red Sea, maybe! Wow!

Amiss!

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The silence cracks into bursting laughters,
The face is carved with a smiling lip,
Contended and happy,
But yet deep within,
I feel……,
Something amiss!

The vast ocean and its marine life,
Fills the heart aglow,
The silence in depths,
Where just the breath and heart beat,
Comes in unison – just breathtaking,
The freedom felt,
The joy that fills the air,
But as I ascend,
My heart skips a beat in anticipation,
Then within a second, I shudder feeling
Something deep within myself
Amiss……

As I dwell deep within myself,
I fail to remove the remnants of my previous episode,
I have embedded her within the depth of my recesses,
Far too safe for anyone to reach
Even from myself
Despite all that, that has occurred,
The events have left a significant part of me empty.

As I sit and ponder at my future,
I cannot help but wonder,
“Love conquers all”, is this true?
Is love the only important thing,
In a relationship!
Deep within, my mind screams a loud NO,
As my heart soaks with sadness at reality.

Picking up my shattered pieces,
I ask myself should I plunge myself into this again?
Can I trust another again totally?
For every gesture I see in another,
Would only reflect those of hers!

Talking to a friend I realise,
That as much as I hate her now,
For the words uttered,
For the gestures and actions done,
I still am very much in love with her,
In love with the unchanged her that I initially fell in love with!

Amiss,
Were my feelings for the last few weeks,
I countered them by watching movies,
Almost all were seen,
But yet almost immediately thereafter,
The emptiness creeps in,
Faster than lightning!

Can I be able to love again?
Maybe but the truth is,
Can I be able to trust another again?
Difficult but I suppose,
With time, with time!

Hi bloggers!

10 days have past since my last entry. It felt like a roller coster ride but it ain’t over yet only to look like it is getting faster and goodness am I beat and dead tired. However, I must say I am enjoying life to the max!

Before I continue, I was awarded
award
by Eastcoastlife
Well, ECL I will get to this later!

Goodness, I have so much to say and barely know where to start. Over the previous weekend from the 12th to the 15th of July, I attended an Annual Underwater Photography Competition
and guess what?! — I got the first prize for Best Macro Shot. Surprised, I gladly accepted the award! This is what I got as the first prize.

This was the shot that got me the first prize.

These are some of my other shots. Will update with the other shots later.

Then on the clinical front, I have lots of pictures and stories to share with you bloggers but I suppose it would wise to do it on another day. But for a start a radiological quiz for those interested!

Any takers?

Goodbye Macha!

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My phone beeped several times last week. I was so busy, I procrastinated the idea of calling back. All the sms said, ” Macha, lets have dinner and watch Sivaji the Boss!” For those, who don’t know, macha is a word in Tamil that originally means brother-in-law but in modern times, it is a stylish way to replace the word, “bro” as for brother. So frequently enough, you will hear some Indian boys and some heavily influenced non Indians calling out aloud to their friends, “Hey! Macha!”

Sivaji the Boss, is a recent mega-blockbuster Indian movie hit, starring the ever famous Rajinikanth as himself! It is supposedly the best movie ever with songs composed by the ever famous A.R.Rahman. My friends have been telling me to watch this movie but seriously, I was busy. I digress!

So, on Monday, I was free and decided to clear up the pile of work stacking up. I called his number, it rang but then nobody answered. Then, he called almost immediately, and together, both goes, (ya you got it, learning quickly you guys) ” Hey yo! Hello Machaaaaaa!” followed by, “Whatsssss up, Macha!”

“Dei! It takes you that long to return call!”

“Sorry Macha! I busy last week!”

“Eh! You free for dinner tonight or tomorrow!”

“Yes, Macha! What’s up Macha!?”

“Eh! George, I’ll be leaving to Australia this Friday. Wifey going to do PhD. So, following her and daughter for a year!”

“……..(silence)……..(trying to be happy)… Wah! One year! Then I must meet you! I’ll meet you tonight! Where? ”

We got to know each other during our undergraduate days, and have since become close buddies, like a brother, I never had! How we clicked so well – I really don’t know cause we are really two of the opposite. He became my confidante. He knows all my stories.

Strange, we rarely meet nowadays. Our meets have reduced to maybe once or twice a year, if lucky three. But today was different. We met at the restaurant, exchanged updates so quickly that we updated a 6 months worth of stories in 30 minutes. We laughed our hearts out, and I think irritated some customers to the otherwise suppossedly quiet restaurant. We then went to his apartment which he wants to rent, and hang out there for a while. The place was lovely. We chat till past midnight and decided to end it as I had to drive to Seremban the next day. As we parted and said goodbye, I missed him. ” We meet almost yearly anyway!”, he says. I paused and smiled. I then said, ” Yes, macha, I know but it is different now, as before, I know you are nearby and around!”. He shook his head in agreement.

It is true. We only realise how important one is to us when they are away.

Goodbye Ismail and see you in a year. I will miss you. Goodluck and all the best, Noran(his wife). Enjoy yourselves and Sydney. Keep in touch, Macha!

Bloggers Meet

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On the 15th June, I received an sms of a bloggers meet from Bernard. Of course, I would not miss it! Of course, I had to confine myself to an inferior camera which is why I have not many pictures. Then again, it is also probably due to the fact that I was in awe sitting between two, no three , no four lovely ladies, Just Me, Lulu, HQ and Eve, and was confusingly putting faces to blogs. Just Me was great, she had done her homework well and had updated herself about everybody’s blog and that, like herself made it simpler for me. Lulu was there too! This was fun, to meet the secretive one! Well, as I took the shots I failed to realise that some of them were anonymous on the blog, it was only after I returned home that I realised it. So as for pictures after much editing I have only two to offer!


Titoki, ECL , Bernard and Joseph.


Joseph drawing of the those who were sitting beside me(with moustache – obviously), Just Me, Lulu, and Eve(bottom picture)

Well, I also met the very pretty Hijackqueen, a probable diver-to-be, Titoki, Eve and her significant other who I happen to know, yenjai, Nyonyapenang and of course ECL and Jaymes!

Thanks guys, it was great!

Further reading and viewing:

Bernard’s Bloggers Meet

Yenjai’s 615 Gathering – why 615 I wonder?

Hijackqueen’s well done Montage

ECL Blogger’s Meet

Two weeks ago, Lulu decided to tag me with this wonderful tribute to Malaysia’s Independence started by Nizam Bashir

As I ponder as to what I would write, many reflections of my life came to my mind. I have yet to make up my mind as to what I should write but I decided an impromptu unedited version of my thoughts and feelings for this beautiful country, my rightful birthplace, Malaysia.

I have lived two-thirds of our 50th Independence and I should say it was a blend of all colours and emotions.

As a child and a teenager, life was just about me. I grew up in a beautiful quite town up north where rice is the main produce of the country. A state where the Sultan I grew to respect and love. A state which made me who I am now. A town that despite all, thougth me to respect all irrespective of colour, race and religion. Shocking? Yes, but this was true then I suppose where racial harmony was better. I had many friends and mentors of non-Indian descent. Hailing from prestigious primary(Iskandar Primary School) and secondary school(Sultan Abdul Hamid College), I learned to look at life from various perspective. Life was bliss. I felt that I was at the helm when I left the quiet town of Alor Setar to pursue my medical degree. It was here, in this prestigious academic tower, a signage of pride and excellence, I started to breakdown as I realised how segregated races can be. I had so much difficulties coming to terms with this but as the saying goes truth hurts! However, as the years pass, the evident point was that in Malaysia, and perhaps any country, unity gives the best results.

Stepping into the the working environment, brought on more awareness! I came to realise where the fault in this beautiful country’s machinery was – the government itself! It was filled with hypocrisy, lies meant to blind the rakyat, manned by disgusting politics and politicians. Greed was supreme and the quest for power and position was reigning. It has now become a land of self importance where once everybody was a neighbour, now everybody is a potential enemy. The lack of insight and vision to bringing the rakyat together was made worse by the instant reminder of a potential May 13 by our former PM. His rule alone though brought fame to the country but destroyed the essence of Malaysia. The rakyat was forever placed under gag! – well at least now many are coming out of it!

A country filled with Malaysians? Well, this would be great but sadly with the present state of affairs I doubt this would ever be a reality. The non-Malays will always be made to feel like second class citizens despite having birth rights to this “tanah tumpah darahku”. The politicians talk of harmony and love and the need for patriotism for the country – but how is this possible when we are still fighting for our right to be counted and acknowledge as equal citizens of this beautiful country, Malaysia. Don’t you think? It is like treating the symptoms of an illness without sorting the root of the illness – will it ever resolve – never! We still have a racial based political party which should be dissolved and reformed!

To make things worse, we have racial party based universities! One of them only take in a single race into its university! All to gain votes without further thought of its outcome to the future of Malaysia!

Another thought comes to mind of how politics have infiltrated the borders into absolutely no invasion zones, the infiltration of politics into education, health, law and all else. Look closely and one is able to appreciate the deterioration in services again due to lack of focus to the root problem.

So with all this, why do I still love Malaysia?

I love the people. I work with masses of rakyat from different walks of life which gives me great joy and satisfaction. I work with masses of the rakyat from differing religious and ethnic backgrounds which in turn educates me about the beauty and intricasies of life itself. Malaysians generally are very humble, kind and understanding, traits that easily exploited by the politicians and above all the rakyat is very forgiving.

I love the beauty of Malaysia. There are many beautiful countries and Malaysia is one of them. You just need to learn to enjoy and appreciate and there are many things here in Malaysia. Diving is the most enjoyable of them, others being hiking, river rafting, caving and etc. Again, some quarters of politicians are trying to spoil this very thing that gives Malaysia its natural beauty by over commercialising and making money out of it!

I just wished that the rakyat had more voice and power. I just wished that we could all be more liberated in our thinking and acknowledge each other as Malaysians with freedom of religion. I just wished the government could concentrate on the losses of its numerous intellectuals to other countries and appreciate them irregardless of their ethnicity, as it is for the future of this country. I just wished those who have the power to not abuse and obstruct the development of progress of its workforce and be more progressive rather than being a dinosaur going extinct.

I wish we all work together for the future of our motherland rather than just ourselves. But for this to be true, then the government should assure us a good future!

With this, I pass the tag to a very good colleague and friend, Bernard to continue this task.

A journey to freedom

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