Monday, March 17, 2008

My favourite piece on our post-election analysis

Malaysian voters open the door for Anwar Ibrahim
Michael Backman
The Age
March 12, 2008


MALAYSIA Boleh! (Malaysia Can!) is Malaysia's national slogan but after last Saturday's elections, the real slogan should be Malaysians Boleh! for ordinary Malaysians are to be congratulated. The humiliation they handed their government at the federal and state elections demonstrates how politically sophisticated and mature they have become in the face of a high-handed and patronising government.

Five state governments were won by the opposition and federally, the Government had its worst showing ever. But it was the clinical precision in which voters went about their business that was most impressive.

Zainuddin Maidin, the information minister, lost his seat. A measure of how complacent the Government had become was its appointment of the inept Zainuddin to the role in the first place. His appalling performance on Al Jazeera television late last year was a very public international humiliation for all Malaysians. Voters did what Prime Minister Abdullah Ahmad Badawi did not have the guts to do: they removed him from office.

Malaysia's media has become so discredited that local bloggers are now hugely popular. Zainuddin had patronisingly warned Malaysians about false information spread by bloggers. They responded by voting one of the most popular bloggers , Jeff Ooi into parliament.

The birthday of Samy Vellu, the long-serving public works minister and head of the party that represents Malaysia's Indian community, coincided with election day but it was Malaysians who got the birthday present. Samy lost his seat.

No one is more to blame than he for driving Malaysia's Indians into their pitiful state as second-class citizens. His deputy also lost his seat, as did the head of the party's youth wing, its vice-president, and the head of its women's wing. The party barely exists now.

Meanwhile, a lawyer who championed the rights of Indians and who has been detained without charge since December because of it, won a seat in a state parliament ­ a seat in which the majority of voters are actually Chinese. It seems that ordinary Malaysians have a greater sense of fair play than their Government.

The Government lost power in the state of Penang. Lim Guan Eng, the much-respected new chief minister, was arrested and jailed in 1994 after he distributed a brochure complaining about the handling of claims that the (then) chief minister of Malacca, Rahim Thamby Chik, had sexual relations with an under-age girl who happened to be one of Lim's constituents.

Unbelievably Thamby Chik was not charged for what amounted to statutory rape but Lim was, for having distributed the pamphlet. How embarrassing for Abdullah that he must now deal with a chief minister that his Government so unfairly jailed.

Only the state government of Sarawak was spared voters' ire but only because it had its elections last year. But nature will bring change there too. Its long-serving, outstandingly greedy, cancer-stricken chief minister is soon to learn that a shroud has no pockets.

More broadly, the very legitimacy of Abdullah's Government is open to question. At the federal level, the opposition received 47.8% of the vote; a remarkable result given voting fraud, a frightened media that gives the opposition almost no positive coverage, and severely rigged electoral boundaries. As it was, about a third of eligible voters did not vote, meaning that Abdullah's Government was returned by only four out of 10 eligible voters.

Late last year, I met with former finance minister and senior ruling party lawmaker Tengku Razaleigh Hamzah at his residence in Kuala Lumpur. He told me how appalled he was by the direction Malaysia had taken. He said that Malaysia needed a free media and a truly independent judiciary. He decried the corruption and nepotism that had beset the leadership of his own party. "But why don't you stand up in parliament and say these things?" I asked.

"Because the media would be instructed not to report it," he said.

If the opposition parties and their leaders can put their egos aside and think strategically, they have a chance of giving Malaysia what it sorely needs, a stable two-party system.

Opposition figure Anwar Ibrahim will become eligible for election next month with the expiry of the ban following his criminal conviction.

The nightmare scenario for Abdullah is that Anwar's wife, who was again elected on Saturday, will resign in the coming months, forcing a by-election at which Anwar will be elected. He might then help to coalesce the opposition parties into a more unified and effective voice. If he were to lure the Chinese-based MCA and perhaps the Sarawak-based United Traditional Bumiputera Party away from the ruling coalition, then the opposition would have precisely half the members of parliament. And if just one more government member were to walk, ­ Tengku Razaleigh perhaps ,­ then the Government will fall after 50 years in office. The current 13-party ruling coalition would be replaced by a five-party coalition. Whether or not this happens, there will be constant tension from the fact that it might.

Abdullah has emerged as probably Malaysia's most pointless prime minister. The election results are an unmitigated disaster for him and his Government. If the opposition is sufficiently disciplined and the ruling coalition starts to crack, then his nightmare has only just begun. Could Abdullah negotiate such a minefield? So far his political talents don't seem to have stretched beyond using chemical-laden water cannons against his own people.

It would seem his days are numbered.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

40 things you'd like to say out loud at work


1. I can see your point, but I still think you're full of sh*t.

2. I don't know what your problem is, but I'll bet it's hard to pronounce.

3. How about never? Is never good for you?

4. I see you've set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.

5. I'm really easy to get along with once you people learn to see it my way.

6. I'll try being nicer if you'll try being smarter.

7. I'm out of my mind, but feel free to leave a message.

8. I don't work here. I'm a consultant.

9. It sounds like English, but I can't understand a damn word you're saying.

10. Ahhh... I see the screw-up fairy has visited us again.

11. I like you. You remind me of myself when I was young and stupid.

12. You are validating my inherent mistrust of strangers.

13. I have plenty of talent and vision. I just don't give a damn.

14. I'm already visualizing the duct tape over your mouth.

15. I will always cherish the initial misconceptions I had about you.

16. Thank you. We're all refreshed and challenged by your unique point of view.

17. The fact that no one understands you doesn't mean you're an artist.

18. Any connection between your reality and mine is purely coincidental.

19. What am I? Flypaper for freaks?!

20. I'm not being rude. You're just insignificant.

21. It's a thankless job, but I've got a lot of Karma to burn off.

22. Yes, I am an agent of Satan, but my duties are largely ceremonial.

23. And your crybaby whiny-assed opinion would be...?

24. Do I look like a people person?

25. This isn't an office. It's Hell with fluorescent lighting.

26. I started out with nothing and I still have most of it left.

27. Sarcasm is just one more service we offer.

28. If I throw a stick, will you leave?

29. Errors have been made. Others will be blamed.

30. Whatever kind of look you were going for, you missed.

31. I'm trying to imagine you with a personality.

32. A cubicle is just a padded cell without a door.

33. Can I trade this job for what's behind door #1?

34. Too many freaks, not enough circuses.

35. Nice perfume. Must you marinate in it?

36. Chaos, panic, and disorder - my work here is done.

37. How do I set a laser printer to stun?

38. I thought I wanted a career. Turns out I just wanted a salary.

39. Who lit the fuse on your a**?

40. Oh I get it... like humour... but different.

Thursday, January 03, 2008

Where not to eat..

If ever you happen to go to PJ Old Town, there is a food circus.. er.. I mean.. food court diagonally across the traffic-lighted crossroads from Public Bank. If you also happen to be hungry, this is as good a place as any to find good food for a reasonable price... with one exception but we'll get to that later.

All the establishments here seem quite.. well.. established (",) with a steady stream of customers and all available tables taken. Never mind that the weather outside was sweltering hot and humid, the patrons keep coming in. Luckily, the drink sellers were prepared with their renditions of ice kacang and '"leong sui" (herbal tea)

There is this particularly well patronised stall that sells "char-siu" (barbequed, glazed pork), "siu-yok" (barbequed belly pork) and "siu-kai" (barbequed chicken) available with your choice of rice or porridge (congee to some folks).

Now, my boyfriend LOVES pork. Ergo, he made a bee-line for this stall and ordered "chair-siu-kai" (which is a combination of equal portions of each served with rice, for the benefit of those who are not well-versed with Chinese fare).

As he sat down at our table, he kept a firm eye on Stall 41 and noted that there was never a time when there weren't people standing on the sidelines, waiting for their take-away orders. The only server manning the tables was a harried Indonesian lady but she was efficient.

When his order came (cost him RM4.50), the portions were too small for his liking, so he decided to add a side order of "siu-yok". This came shortly after in an even smaller portion (yes, it was possible!) at a staggerring RM3!

I counted that there were only 7 bite-sized pieces of pork with 2 slices of cucumber and a careless garnish of chinese parsley. Wow! The only excuse for such a steep price tag would be the taste. So we each picked out a piece and chomped down, fully anticipating a good treat for our palate.

Alas..! Disappointments abound. There were no taste explosions. No heavenly amalgamation of flavours just regular barbequed pork. Nothing remotely spectacular about that taste to warrant the premium pricing *sigh* What a disappointment :(

I wonder if there is a "char-siu" sellers' association that I can refer to for guidelines on price setting?


Monday, December 31, 2007

If Life Were Like A Computer:
  • You could add/remove someone in your life using the control panel.
  • You could put your kids in the recycle bin and restore them when you feel like it!
  • You could improve your appearance by adjusting the display settings.
  • You could turn off the speakers when life gets too noisy.Y
  • You could click on "find" (Ctrl, F) to recover your lost remote control and car keys.
  • To get your daily exercise, just click on "run"!
  • If you mess up your life, you could always press "Ctrl, Alt, Delete" and start all over!

Would that be grand?

Running up the tab

It's the year end and there are mega discounts and price slashing galore. Being the bargain hunter that I am, yours truly decided to hit the shops and scout for cheap buys. Armed with my credit cards and a sweater (because of over-zealous Christmas-spirited shopping mall operators - see last entry in blog), I went on a pilgrimage to pay homage to the Queen of all Sales.. The Malaysian YES (Year-End-Sale).

I spent a whole day at one of the 5 imminent malls in the Klang Valley with my childhood buddy in tow. We walked the floors and scoured all our favourite shops, which was approximately 60% of the mall barring the cinema, food places, books and toy shops (never pay regular prices when there are warehouse sales abound!). I came out of it empty handed except for the purchase of a can of green tea, ice cream and dinner. How truly disappointing :(

Keeping my spirits up, I decided to check out 2 book companies' warehouse and moving out sale respectively. That endeavour was more satisfying in that I have suceeded in stocking up a year's worth of reading supplies and some VCDs (original only mind you) for the nieces and nephews. However, my boyfriend did not appreciate spending 3 hours with his head tilted to one side in order to read the titles off the book spines. Needless to say, there was a grumpy face driving us home that evening and a tired but happy bookworm hoarding my 'spoils of war' *hyuk! hyuk!*

Today, I gave my staff the day off and am contemplating to launch an 'assault' on the latest, upmarket mall to hit the town. According to my childhood buddy, the mall we went to was child's play in comparison to that. Ooooo... a challenge if I ever knew one! I've checked the traffic conditions online and put out my shopping shoes so as soon as I can peel myself away from my comfy perch in front of my laptop, I will be off. Wish me luck! And to you, dear reader, have an excellent New Year!

Saturday, December 29, 2007

My dad...

My dad is my hero. He brought me up the way all typical, olden-day Chinese dads do: keeping a stiff upper-lip and is hands-free in my up-bringing (he leaves it to mum). He never praised me in front of anybody and down-played praises by well.. anybody. It's not that he isn't proud of me, he is, it's just the conservative Chinese way. However, lately, he's been taking over the role of mum, i.e. nagging, scolding and when all else fails, resorts to emotional blackmail and 'cold wars'.

Don't get me wrong... I'm not complaining that my dad is conniving or sly, he's just reaching out to me in the only way he knows how. You see, growing up with a dad conditioned me to be close to mum while maintaining a cordial and respectful distance (physically and emotionally) from dad. Mum says something, I listen. Dad says something, I ask mum if I should listen :) So I get it that he feels insecure and therefore the theaterics.

Take this New Year weekend for instance. I called dad up on Friday to discus holiday plans. He said, quite nonchalantly, "You're not coming back (to my hometown) for New Year?". Now when dad says that, he means, "I want you to come back". So I mulled over it, taking into consideration the mass influx of people who will be travelling back to the Klang Valley from their galivanting a.k.a. "cuti-cuti Malaysia", I called him again to hint at not going back in lieu of the anticipated traffic jams to which he replied: There is no jam if you take the old (trunk) road. So there... Dad has decided.

So drawing from all my years of growing up with dad, I called up mum (naturally, this being the 21st century, it means calling mum's mobile phone as opposed to just asking dad to pass the line) to ask her opinion. To cut a long story short, mum said, "Don't bother coming back" and so here I am, holed up in my city home, blogging :) Dad won't be happy but mum has spoken.

Friday, December 28, 2007

"Do they know it's Christmas..."...Do we?

Christmas came and went. SILENTLY. Christmas carols were so infrequently blasted over the radio in the days leading up to Christmas that I stopped listening out for it (instead, I played my own Christmas carols on the CD player). The streets look pretty much the same as they do everyday except for sporadic greetings in Bahasa Malaysia proclaiming: Selamat Hari Natal and Tahun Baru. The Christmas spirit is dead in Malaysia except in shopping malls.

All shopping malls in the Klang Valley spared no costs in conjuring up the 'rah-rah' for this season. Gigantic connifers sprouted out of polished tiles complete with fake snow and the works. I swear that they even turn down the thermostat to make it chilly for the added effect.

So what does Christmas mean to me? Zilch.. except the gift receiving part *grin*

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Earth Angels

I met an angel tonight. We've been hardwired to associate 'angels' with heavenly bodies of light with wings and a halo above their heads but no.. The angel I met was neither ephemeral nor was she a dark shadow bearing a resemblance of the 'Grim Reaper'. She was very much human, just like you and me.
Having spent much of the evening during a dinner party talking to her, I am re-assured that there is still good in this world and it doesn't matter if you are "only one of many" trying to do good in this crazy world. The important thing is that you ARE making it happen and not waiting around for something to happen.
In this season of giving and caring, what better way than to re-pledge oneself to helping God's creatures especially our less fortunate bretheren? There are many worthy causes out there who are grateful for generous contributions, be in terms of money or effort.
"Be the change that you want to see happen"

Monday, October 29, 2007

Ding dong..! The witch is gone!

*singing* oh happy day...
today.. i be rid of a 'pest'. how much more excellent can it be?
having said that, i can think of at least 12 things but right now i'm happy enough that i got my 'pest' is gone so i'll leave my 12 things for another day :)

Thursday, October 25, 2007

Seriously...

Samy Vellu goofed again with this statement:

"SAYA SYUKUR ANGKASAWAN KITA SETELAH MENINGGAL DUNIA 10 HARI, KINI SELAMAT DI KEBUMI"

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

More Than Meets The Eye...

AWESOME!! As soon as I stop feeling tingly, I will write a proper post on THE movie of the century: Transformers

Friday, June 29, 2007

What do you think?


Here's the poser: A lady wrote an email to a radio show to seek the listeners' opinion on her concern. Her boyfriend of 3 years is as wonderful as boyfriends can get. Even after all these years, he still makes the effort to take her out to nice dinners, buy her gifts and flowers, take her on nice weekend getaways etc. He is 31 years old, has a stable job is financially stable and she can foresee herself spending the rest of her life with him. The trouble is, even though he is 31 and is financially independent, he still receives an allowance from his parents. She finds this odd and wants to know if this is a common practice among rich folks and what do the listeners' think.


Some called in to ask if the guy's parents would mind adopting a 40-something year old "son" *grinz* but most (including the guy radio show host) opine that the guy should "wear a saree and stay at home"... in other words a "wuss".


Waitaminute! Having extra dosh is considered "wussy"? Since when? So I called up the station to give my 2-sen worth.


Radio show host ("RSH"): Hello? What say you?


Me: Hello. Is this XYZ fm?


RSH: Yes, it is. Who's speaking please?


Me: This is Jasmine. I'd like to say that I think it's sweet that the parents are helping out their child.


RSH: But this "child" is already 30. He is not a "child" anymore!


Me: Well... to a parents, it doesn't matter if a "child" is 30, 10, 50 or 80. No matter how old you are, you are and always will be your parents' "child". And parents being parents, they naturally look out for their kids. It's nice to have extra cash. There can never be "too much money" and here you have someone giving you money. If it were me I'd just take the money and shut up..


RSH: *laughs* You've got a point there..

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Join an online protest

I joined another online protest today. Go to http://www.streamyxsucks.com/ Got meself a nice little banner as well. Let's see some online activism! It is time that monopolising utility conglomerates realise that the consumer is king and they can't expect to charge us the sky, earth, sun and moon in return for lousy service and get away with it. Come on people. Get of our complacent bums and let our voices be heard. Unite and fight!

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Boycott!!

It has been 3 years, 5 months and 23 days since I boycotted a certain nasi kandar Penang restaurant in Taman Tun Dr Ismail. "Why?" you may ask. Here's the scenario:-


3 years, 5 months and 23 days ago I went to Lotus to indulge in one of our national pasttimes: hanging out at the mamak with friends. Not content to just nurse my cup of 'teh tarik', I decided to have a piece of fried chicken. The piece of chicken was no larger than my fist and I was charge RM6 for it. Needless to say I was outraged and all manner of disgust was felt. That was the long and short of it.


So today, I celebrate my 3rd year, 5th month and 23th day in boycotting this place.

Friday, June 01, 2007

Web Publishing

O-kay..! I admit it. I'm lousy at web publishing. Just haven't got the faintest clue on what, who, where and how. Bleh... But somehow, thinking that I CAN if I TRY, I proceeded to drive myself utterly bonkers trying to save a few ringgits by updating my own company website. The conclusion is: I'll leave it to the pros. I'll just content myself with blogging :-p

Mothers and Daughters

The month of May has bore witness to four life-changing events: 2 births and 2 deaths. Nope... Neither of those occurring within my family but they relate instead to people whom I work closely with.

Two daddy's became repeat daddies to two beautiful little girls.

Two sons lost their mothers to battles with illness and old age.

Somehow I couldn't help but think whether the two golden mothers have passed on only to assume the youthful form of the two daughters?

The cycle of life...

Monday, May 28, 2007

Life is short...

I came across this quote:


When you keep saying you are busy, then you are never free.


When you keep saying you have no time, then you will never have the time.


When you keep saying you will do it tomorrow, then your tomorrow will never come.


Carpe diem.. like this adorable chap here.. {photo removed} unfortunately, due to strong protests and jeerings from certain parties, the picture had to be removed to prevent further har-"ass"-ment.

Monday, April 09, 2007

Rip Off

I don't really know what is the actual statistic out there, but I am sure that 60% of the computer literate world are using a particular 'why-so'-soft operating system with accompanying suite of word processing, spreadsheet, presentation and email programmes bundled into a neat little package which starts with an "O" and ends with an "E" (no, it is not "orifice" but it does rhyme with it though). So anywhos, I was trying to open a presentation file done with this programme suite but somehow there was an error. After clicking numerous "send error reports", I noticed a link that says "click on the link below to find out how to resolve this problem". "Oh great!" me thinks to myself. Finally, a solution! So I click the link...
What happens next is blurdy upsetting.

This was the message that appeared in my internet browser:-

Problem caused by "Why-so"-soft O****e 2002: consider upgrading

The problem was caused by "Why-so"-soft O****e 2002, which was created by "Why-so"-soft Corporation. "Why-so"-soft O****e 2002 is in its "Extended Support" phase. This phase of support for "Why-so"-soft O****e 2002 began on July 11, 2006. Only security-related solutions are created by "Why-so"-soft for this version of "Why-so"-soft O****e.

Recommendation

Consider upgrading to the latest version of "Why-so"-soft O****e to receive full support. Go online to learn how to upgrade.

Was this information helpful?

[Yes] [No] [Somewhat]

I'm like: WTF??!! So I clicked "NO" and additional text appeared:-

Why?

[ ] Information is wrong

[ ] Information is confusing

[ ] Information does not apply to what I am experiencing

How can we make this information more helpful? (1000 character limit)

"Why" in deed! I checked the option for "information is confusing" and wrote the following in the "how can we make this information more helpful?" box:-

Dear "Why-so"-soft

I do not understand why after forking out good money to purchase your product, I am faced with this situation wherein the solution is to shell out more money in order to upgrade. Your corporation is already earning so much money, please have a heart and stop squeezing your loyal users.

{click} "submit"


Thursday, February 08, 2007

What it means to be Malaysian

  1. You have to wake up 2 hours earlier just to get to work half an hour late because:-
    • you were stuck in a jam getting out of your residential area because the property developer and municipality planner did not think to build enough access roads to accommodate the influx of residents to the new housing area;
    • there is only one single lane "toll free" road and a thousand cars trying to get onto it;
    • there is a multi lane toll paying road with 10 collection booths, but only 2 are open and the touch 'n go and/or smart-tag lanes are reduced to one serviceable gantry because the others are "sedang diuji" (undergoing tests);
    • the multi lane toll paying road converges into a three or (heavens!) two lane road;
    • the very uniquely Malaysian "queue cutters" who thinks that he/she gets an advantage by being 2 cars ahead of you on a jammed road (hurrah! big deal!); and
    • traffic lights that seem to take forever to change and when they do, the car in front of you decides to stall, splutter and die.

  2. You pay 300% in car excise duties, yearly road tax, exorbitant toll, (frequently) price-adjusted petrol, parking charges and still get stuck in a jam;
  3. You wish to use the public transportation system but there is no to service your area; or you most likely will still have to fork out ridiculous taxi fares because the distance is too far to walk but not far enough to justify the taxi driver's "effort"; or it rains and you end up stranded at the bus stop/LRT station and praying a passing vehicle doesn't splatter you with mud;
  4. You have to stand in line in order to get a queue number to wait some more at government departments(!);
  5. You're being given a long speech about how you have flaunted the law/exceeded the speed limit and how the officer will have to haul your a*s down to the "balai" (police station) only to have the same officer tell you that he wishes to "help you settle" on the spot;
  6. You dial a frequently called number only to be told by an automated voice that "the number you have dialed, is no longer in service" when you just manage to get through 5 minutes ago (weird...);
  7. The standard phrase for seeking opportunities or options is, "got/ada lubang ka?" (nope, it doesn't have any negative/kinky connotations, it just simply means "do you know of a source?")

Thursday, December 07, 2006

Go Holiday! Island Hopping in KK

What makes you tick on weekends when you are away from home? I went island hopping after a week-worth of honest work. The plan was to wake up bright and early on Saturday morning to catch the first available boat out on an island-hopping adventure. I was quite determined to quelched the fear of drowning and go snorkelling. At this juncture, I should mention that I DO NOT know how to swim but I figured that as long as I kept the life jacket firmly belted and fasten every available strap, I should be fine. Afterall, if you are meant to die, you will die no matter if you are just soaking in the bathtub. Right-o.. That sorted, I set my alarm clock for 5am.

At the appointed hour, I was up like a bolt and rushed straight for the curtains in my hotel room. To my dismay, it was raining like a typhoon has hit KK *sighs* There goes my determination to conquer my fear. Oh well... I suppose it's "die another day" for me. I called up my colleagues and after a moment of lamenting, we decided that we shall wait another couple of hours before really calling it quits. So waited we did..

Miraculously, at 7am, the sun came out shining in full force (the sun rises half an hour earlier in East Malaysia). The sky turned brilliant blue and there was nary a cloud as far as the eye can see. Alright man! This is it. I called up my colleagues and we packed up and checked out of the hotel in 30 mins. A short cab ride away from our hotel and we arrived at wharf (can't remember the name) and had to wait until 9.30am for the next boat so we passed the time catching another 40-winks.

Our boat was a small aluminium boat with a roof and an out-board motor. Twas a bumpy ride for the 12 of us sitting on either side. We got splashed and the wind whipped our hair against our faces. But it was invigorating. At one point, one of our travelling companions lost his cap to a gust of wind and it landed in the middle of the sea. We thought that was the end of it but the boatman very deftly turned the boat around and not only did he manage to spot the cap bobbing in the waves but was able to bring our boat close enough alongside for its owner to fish it out of the sea. No special implements required. *clap clap clap!*


The first island we landed on was Pulau Manukan (or Manukan Island). It was heavenly. The waters were so blue it made you feel relaxed just looking at it. There were a million little fishes of all shapes and colours darting about the stilts supporting the jetty. It was such a pleasant welcome party.

There was a matter of paying a small conservation fee at the tourist centre and it was off to the snorkelling area we go. Fitted out with snorkels, face masks, flippers and life jackets, my colleagues and I trundge the short distance from the jetty to the designated snorkelling area. We had an hour before heading off to another island.

After a quick briefing by the lifeguard and the all important tip: "always breathe through your mouth!" I was ready to hit the waters. First, I swum the shallow end, well within the lifeguard's line of vision. Once I have gotten accustomed to breathing through a straw (it honestly felt like it), it was time to venture into the deep.

The experience was TOTALLY OUT OF THIS WORLD! Truly. The world under the surface of the blue waters is from another planet. To start of, everything was in a nice blue-green tint. Here and there, you can see shaft of golden sunlight filtering from the surface. And the underwater community was thriving! As it was still early morning, the day was just starting for the denizens of Manukan waters. There were parrot fishes of every imaginable colour (I like the purple and green ones), corals of various shapes and sizes (I could only identify the 'Brain Coral'), sea urchins (they have eyes!!), little fishes, not so little fishes, big fishies (ummm... sashimi!) and laid-back starfishes in yellow, green, red and blue (up until that moment, I've always thought that the souvenir shops dyed the starfishes which just goes to show that you learn something new everyday) Them starfishes were draped on the surfaces of rocks and corals and somehow I imagined them to be saying,'"Hey dude! Ssup?" They just gave me that vibe.

Time stood still. I tried to look at everything and as much as I can but then I noticed that there will little white flecks before my eyes. Oh no! Could it be that I'm passing out from the lack of oxygen? No wait.. Could it be?? OMG! They are PLANKTON!! You've only ever heard of plankton on documentary shows and learning about them in science books but to actually see it? It was stupendous. If I were a cartoon, you'd probably see giant exclamation marks right above my head!

All too soon, it was time to go. Our next destination was Pulau Sapi (or Sapi Island). Pulai Sapi was less commercialised than Manukan and our boat operator assured us the waters are unspoilt with more to see. We headed off in anticipation. I was doubly elated because I finally conquered my fear of the water and went snorkelling! Oh such wonders under the sea!

Sapi is a much smaller island. Hence would explain why it was lesser developed than Manukan. It was here that I encountered 'Nemo'. You know.. the orange clown fish with white stripes that kiddies in our time will forever refer to as 'Nemo'. There was nemo in search of food, nemo playing hide-and-go-seek, nemo hiding within the fronds of the anemomeneh *haha* etc.

The little fishes in Sapi are a friendly lot. I suppose they are accustomed to human snorklers feeding them. I gathered this from the way they converged around me when I remained stationary while watching the bigger fishes scavenging for food. There was this one particular medium sized black fish who gave me quite a fright when it swam to eye-level. I swore that it looked me straight in the eye and when I lift my hands to touch it, it BIT me!! It didn't hurt but it still startled me no less. When it didn't get anything to eat, the fiesty little one ATTACKED me! I swear that it pecked my mask. No kidding! I later found out that this fish (not sure if it is the same one) also attacked my colleague when he didn't feed it.

We had a plane to catch at 6. So at 2pm, we dragged ourselves to the jetty to wait for our ride back to the mainland.

While passing a wide expanse of sea, our boat hit a piece of driftwood and started taking in water. We were quite clueless about the accident but I did notice that our boat driver was frantically bailing bucket after bucket of water from our boat. In the end, he decided to land us at Pulau Gayang (the biggest island in Pitas Bay) and called back for help (it was a good thing there was mobile coverage there!). At this juncture, I must tell you about Pulau Gayang or rather the notorious reputation it has.


Pulau Gayang is home to more than a hundred illegal immigrants who proclaim themselves as 'Malaysians' whilst living amongst the local fishermen community. It is rumoured that there has been mysterious disappearances of visitors to this island in the past. Needless to say, we were a tad apprehensive about being stranded on this island with no means of escape but we were soon captivated by the natural beauty of the island. Our boat driver chose to beach at a secluded patch of sand, cordoned off from the populated parts of the island by fierce undergrowth and trees. So we got to enjoy a quiet moment of calm reverie while being lulled by the pleasant ocean breeze. The picture shows an outcropp of rocks which is part of Pulau Gayang and in the distant horizon is KK town.


All too soon, help came. We were herded onto a bigger speed boat but not before gathering some peebles as momentos of our perilous (yeah, right!) boat ride and being stranded on a notorious island sans the head hunters (we ARE in Sabah after all) and cannibals.

A friend of mine just came back from 'vacation' in Sabah. He's an avid photographer and the photos you see here are his handiwork.. Well.. All except for that self-shot piccie of me looking quite 'stoned' :-p