Thursday, December 03, 2009


I read through a forum about asking forumers to give their input regarding the subject above and it was humorous to read about what they wrote. I share with my readers their input, which was more of a humor rather than their actual view of the subject. You may add to the list about yourself.

1. Lie down; cover face with pillow and cry.
2. Hit your face on the PC keyboard until it bleeds.
3. Drink fruit juice.
4. Go for car racing.
5. Fight with the person and throw anything if he's not around.
6. Punch the nose of the person that makes you angry.
7. Remain silent and forget about it.
8. Take a bible and hold it tightly.
9. Pull hairs from armpit.
10. Take a deep breath, inhale and think of school problem.
11. Drink a lot of water.
12. Drink three bottles of stout.
13. Go to Church and pray although no mass in progress.
14. Imitate the face of a cat when mating.

Tuesday, December 01, 2009


* For Malay speaking visitors only.

I received few emails about this composition by a primary student and it really make my day as I laugh my gut out as it was very funny indeed.

*Click image to zoom

It is apparent the student converse in his mother tongue and not in Bahasa Malaysia due to his mixture of some local dialect and the name use to call his brother.

Enjoy the composition and reflect how hard was it to composed a story when you were just starting to learn how to make a sentences. It was hard then when I think of it now.

Sunday, November 29, 2009


I witness an engagement of one of my brother’s son yesterday at a nearby village but lost my way as we were the last to depart from my brother’s house. I was driving with three passengers one of which was my talkative elder sister which I was really mad about her ever non-stop complain. We reached far off the intended house and after a call to my brother’s son did we drove back with my sister still complaining non-stop. She only stopped when I raised my voice to stop her. The house was just by the main road but atop a hill which was unseen from view from the road. We were the last to reach the bride-to be residence.

It was really a hot Saturday afternoon amidst the smooth flow of the discussion of the engagement of which was already discussed earlier by the family. It was the process of signing the documents by the intending couple, witnesses and the confirmation signatory of the village chief and followed by lunch and drinks.

Of all the many engagement that I witnessed, I was unaware of the traditional culture of my people (Kadazan) that the number of representatives assign for the discussion is between five to seven persons (odd number). It was indeed a culture shock to me as the number of people from our side was far exceeded to thirty people. Actually it is not practiced anymore as even now the number of people coming for the engagement is only for the merry making and having great food catered by the host.

There was one engagement postponed to a later date after the intending groom forgets to bring the engagement rings. The bride’s to be family rejected the engagement proposal after the slipped-up. They proposed for another date for the engagement. The prepared food was not wasted as it was taken without the engagement discussion being held. So any intending person (Kadazan) for his engagement must be wise enough not to forget the engagement ring or you will find yourself rejected to marry your girlfriend.

Monday, November 09, 2009


One way to improve our English is through advertising where readers will post it and in no time it will be seen by many people and maybe us the author. There are few examples here courtesy of

What about a dish cooked from the ass of an animal? I would like to know how it tasted.

That's how we expressed ourself when we are angered by the presence of 'Along' aka (illegal creditors) here in our country Malaysia.

This cream should be given free especially to rapist where in the event of being overly aroused they should apply cream.

Guess this one is for Egyptian only!

Monday, November 02, 2009


Remember at any time you really need the toilet but you cannot find one and in desperation any place that can hide you from view will do. I remember at one time when I was at that situation where I desperately needed a toilet after managing to hold it. I dashed to a toilet, which was much better than the one in the picture (at least it was covered and nobody can see you) but as soon as I tried to remove my trouser, it came out like a tsunami. I tried to hold it but somehow some landed on my trouser. Luckily it was already dark and home was just a mere distant away.

Apa Kau rasa .... Oren!!!

When you are in desperation about what was experienced by the lady, you will not in any way care about anything at that time. I would like to share with you about a friend when I was attending a course in Kuching few years back. We were in a bus going back to our hostel when a friend abruptly stop a bus and descended from it and ran to the nearest shop. We were all concerned about him due to the fact that we were all new to Kuching then but since the bus moved on then we just prayed that he would be back before dark.

It was then later that he told us about him needing a toilet but the worst thing that happened to him was that there was no toilet paper or water to cleaned himself. What he did was to take a one ringgit bill and used it just to remove whatever a one ringgit bill could clean. He had thought of using his underwear but thinking of the newly bought branded underwear, he instead used a ringgit bill. He later informed us that he washed the bill and used it for his bus fare.

Next time when you are traveling and you feel like your stomach giving you trouble, make sure you visit your pharmacy or doctor for medical check-up or some medicine to bring. It is better to be well prepared rather than to embarrass you in public.

Sunday, October 25, 2009


Last Sunday I went to the Bazaar market at Donggongon town and I tell you how lucky we are living in this part of the world where fruit season is a yearly affair. There were a lot of seasonal fruit on sale. As I was mingling with the crowd, I saw a friend eating wild durian so early in the morning and I stopped to ask about the price and since I’ve not eaten the fruit for a long time and bought five small durian for RM18.

There were a lot of selection to choose from whether Langsat, durian, Bambangan, tarap and many other tropical fruits. I bought one tarap fruit for RM3.00 each as I haven’t eaten it for a long time. When I was a kid I used to like this fruit but lately I dislike it because of its strong aroma. I remembered during the time when there were so many fruit trees at my parent orchard and after collecting unripe matured fruits, my grandmother would put it inside a big box made from copper. It was so heavy for us children to lift the lid at that time and sometimes it would need at least few children to lift it up. There was a time when we lifted down the lid when one of my cousins was inside the box and trapped him inside. He would scream out to be released and when our grandmother heard about what we had done, she would hit us with a rattan stick for our punishment. The fruit ripen faster when put inside the box and the smell that escapes from the box was so aromatic with different kind of tropical fruit inside the box.

Do you know that most part of Sarawak and entirely the whole of West Malaysian do not know about the Tarap fruit or scientifically called Artocarpus Odoratissimus? I was driving with three West Malaysian to Keningau last time when they saw the fruits hanging at a stall along the highway to Keningau and asked what fruit was it. I stopped at the next stall and had them tasted it and they like it very much. The best way to eat tarap fruit is by using your hand and it would be advisable you keep a bottle of water in the vehicle to wash your hand later. A popular TV program presenter amused me when he cut a durian with a knife and using fork to eat the fruit as the best and way is by using bare fingers.

There was another Sarawakian who really likes the tarap and since he has a big area to plant fruit trees, he took some seed and planted it in his hometown in Sarawak. He had been waiting for few years for the tarap to bore him fruit but to no avail. In frustration he cut down the tarap tree. As the tarap tree was planted from seed it would a long time to bore fruit.

So people go out and enjoy various types of fruits during the tropical fruit season and to those tourists, who are adventures in the local fruits, drop your forks for a while and use your bare hand instead.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009


Accidentally I come across this video where a group of teenagers were asking two girls to fight (acting) and filming the act as they were producing a film. A voice could be heard where a boy asking the girls to start the fight as he has a football game to attend to later. There were quite a number of spectators watching the fight and very amusing listening to the voices where a good discount would be given to the spectators for the ticket.

Actually they were having a good time and nobody got injured but should it be left to the professionals to make a movie of this type. The teenagers should first learn the trade of movie making before they attempted to produce their film.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009


I keep reminding friends and me during a meal when a heap of leftover would feed few poor children for a day. Some of us tend to order more than we could eat and that is where the waste of food and money arises.

Occasionally, we get invited or hosted a party at any posh restaurant or hotel and that’s where good food is served (depending on the Menu the host selected). A big smile on our face showed when seeing a long list of menu on the card and knowing most of our favourite food listed.

It started with the cold dish and in no time the plate is empty, even the decoration of leaves and flowers was snapped up. Then came the prawn’s butter, steamed codfish, Yam ring (yam baskets), spring chicken and vegetables as well as dessert. In no time after the fourth dish the focus on food slacken especially the vegetables and the fried rice.

Usually, the fried rice was barely touched and what about the other dishes half-finished and if we added about fifteen tables with many half-finished dish, surely could easily feed twenty people more. It is also a hotel’s policy that no take away are allowed and what a waste if really they throw away the leftover.

One old lady who prepared herself to ‘take away’ by bringing plastic bag, which was concealed inside her handbag, amused me. It was a wedding of my cousin’s daughter and I presume the old lady after attending functions at hotels or restaurant before was disappointed that there was so many leftover. We didn’t know the policy of the hotel was but we just tell the waiter to disregard what the old lady was doing with the food and some of the lady help with old lady stuffing the food inside the plastic bag.

I salute the bravely of the old lady for such untactful attitude but it would be advisable only with the attendance of people known to you at the table. In a private function among the family, leftover were taken away but not otherwise. In my case, I would not ‘ta pao’ but instead leave it with my siblings or cousin to do it.

I have been to many wedding, birthday and other celebrations and the habit of food wasting has not change. Like for instance my race Kadazan , they would prepare food double the invitations they send plus the not-counted families. They will not mind the leftover as long as there is no empty stomach that attended the function. The leftover can be taken back to the house for all you can eat at the house if the function was celebrated at the community hall.

We should change our wasteful custom and think of others especially hungry children in Africa and Asia. We are overfeeding our self.

Sunday, October 04, 2009


A Taiwanese woman, who reportedly asked for divorce from her husband because his penis was too long, has been refused after a request to measure the man’s manhood was denied.

The woman, in her second attempt to divorce her husband, said that she had to bear with the pain whenever she had sex with him.

When the matter was brought up in the court recently, the judge called in a doctor to determine the length of the man’s penis.

The request was, however, denied as the length of a man’s intimate part was “very subjective”, and the judge rejected the woman’s petition and ordered her to return to her husband.

The woman said that they were married in 1995, and she applied for a divorce 10 years later, but the application was rejected the first time, though the reason for it was not very clear.

“I have never measured it before,” the Star Online quoted the man as saying about the complaints his wife made regarding the length of his penis.

Friday, September 25, 2009


Once a friend related about how he felt awkward when the first time he was hugged when he studied in a foreign country. It was a normal practice for his local friends as it was their tradition. Throughout his life there was no hugging within his family, as it was not taught to them although they are very close to each other and the affection was just merely of words or body language.

Lately I have seen people especially the women hugging each other to show their appreciation for someone who did well in achieving something special. I also observed the women would hug the newly wed couple to show their gratitude and witnessing the couple wedding vow.

The first time I experienced hugging was the time of passing of a relative and when the children of the deceased need comfort to ease their pain of losing their loving parent. Physical and emotional contact to them make a difference in a person’s frame of mind, and may help them to face the reality of the passing of their dear parent. A hug can also cheer them up, relieve pain, depression and knowing that we are with them during their bereavement. They also maintain their better outlook of the situation and positive attitude that the reality of life will somehow will come to us one day.

A hug is an amazing thing
It’s just the perfect way
To show the love we’re feeling
But can’t find the words to say.

It’s funny how little hug
Makes everyone feel good
In every place and language
It’s always understood.

Sunday, September 20, 2009


I posted two articles regarding MANGO and if you have not read it, maybe you should read it. I had written about my Mango tree bearing only two fruits and the other one about how a single mother make a juice out of a single Mango so that his children could taste the Mango fruit.

Last Saturday I attended a sunset mass and during the priest sermon he related a story that I would like to share with you. There was a single Mango that bear only one single fruit and there were three siblings that would have shared it between them. The eldest is a boy, a girl and the youngest is a boy. They discussed among them and concluded that anyone that has a sweetest dream could have the Mango. They keep the fruit and early in the morning every one of them should relate their sweetest dream and whoever has a sweetest dream would have to get the fruit.

In the morning one by one related their stories confidently;

Elder boy: I have a sweetest dream where I met Jesus.

Girl: Mine is the sweetest because I met Mother Mary and she kissed me.

The elder boy and the girl were confident as they waited for their younger brother to tell them of his sweetest dream. The younger boy was silent and his head was bow down all this while when his sibling were telling their stories.

Younger boy: I have this scary dream where I met an old man who asks me to eat the Mango!


Selamat HariRaya to all friends and visitors to my humble blog.

Thursday, September 17, 2009


Yesterday I went for a line-dancing lesson at my brother’s house just for exercising after laying down active sport for a couple of years. It’s not about being skillfully about dancing but just for fun and to sweat out the toxin inside my body. I was lazy to go but was insisted to come as few of line-dancers ‘professional’ will be there to help out and it’s absolutely free. We are charged RM 5.00 per training session with our instructor every Sunday.

When we reached my brother’s house with my cousin, they were looking for a durian fruit at the far side where we park and noticing one of them holding a ripe durian. I came out of the car and started looking for the fruit and we found two and secretly put inside the boot of the car. I am not who enjoy eating a lot of Durian but consuming one or two is okay. I gave one of the durian to my cousin. My brother has few durian trees and every time during durian fruit season he will sell the extra fruits to close friends and colleagues. Most of the time I decline when he gave me some.

I regretted of putting the durian inside my car boot as the smell of it was so powerful even with my lemon refresher scent was over-powered by the smell. I tried to put pandan leaves but to no avail. I will have to endure the smell for a couple of days more I think. Does anyone know the solution to get rid of the smell?

It was reported that in South India, women are queuing to taste it, believing it helps women to conceive. It is becoming famous among childless couples although it has not been scientifically proven to help improve fertility. Prices of durians have also skyrocketed in recent months, jumping from RM22 per Kg to RM74 per Kg and demand is soaring despite the high prices.

It would be very profitable if we could export our abundance Malaysian durian to India, which has a very high population and what with price of up to RM74 per Kg. Would it be advisable for our Malaysian women to eat more durian especially to the childless women so that our target of seventy million by the year 2020 could be fulfilled.

People believe in a lot of things, it’s pseudo-science, some scientific explanation to make others believe but we have brain to think also. Points to ponder.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009


Happy Malaysia Day today 16th September where Malaysia was formed together with Sabah and Sarawak and Malaya on the 16th September 1963.

Sunday, September 06, 2009


Sayang Bah Itu Masa means Time Is Precious. It encourages us to not waste time in anything we do. Listen, relax and enjoy the song.

Saturday, September 05, 2009


A very good song titled Esther by Ronn. Dedicated to all ladies by the name Esther for your listening pleasure.

Wednesday, September 02, 2009


Monday, August 31, 2009


The good thing about meeting old friends in any occasion be it during wedding parties or birthday parties is that old stories would resurface again and sometimes embarrassing but in a good way which makes a good laugh amongst friends.

One friend shared about his late mother vegetable dish which he misses very much and when he saw the vegetable sold at the Tamu (Market) he bought the vegetables to be cooked. Many of us have tried this type of vegetable, which can be found in the paddy field after the planting of the paddy. It is called ‘Kaakatung’ or some people called it ‘Katung- katung’ depending on which district you come from. I was discussing it with some friends about this vegetable but couldn’t exactly find it in the Internet to let them know about this vegetable. The dish cook with this vegetable is really very simple as a couple of dried shrimps or anchovies is enough, make sure that you choose young ‘Kaakatung’ as it is much better and really soft when cooked.

So this friend shared about a dish his late mother usually cook which he missed very much and ask his friend to cook with a can of King Cup Sardine. I never tried cooking with King Cup Sardine and according to them it is much better than shrimp or anchovies. King Cup sardine can be cooked with many types of vegetables and this type of dish can only be found in villages but now it can be found at a ready cooked dish at some restaurant in town. Last Sunday it happen that there was this ‘Kaakatung’ sold but not as young as I preferred and I bought a can of King Cup Sardine. I cooked it in the evening and it tasted okay but rather the ‘Kaakatung’ vegetable was a bit tough as it was not young. I preferred a simple ‘Kaakatung’ dish with dried shrimps fried with some powdered anchovies.

We were in stitches laughing when one of the friends shared his story of how after eating a lot of ‘Kaakatung’ the night before, a cleaner of his office toilet complaining about staffs throwing vegetables inside the toilet bowl. What she doesn’t know was our friend did his thing much earlier and was trying to get rid of the ‘Kaakatong’, which was floating in the toilet bowl but failed to flush it all. The disadvantages of eating too much ‘Kaakatung’ was that our stomach would not be able to process it effectively as we tend to swallow the whole vegetable. Due to the softness of the Kaakatung, we tend not to cut it but in my case I tried to cut it in half and so far no floating of ‘Kaakatung’ the next morning. Eat it in moderation so it won’t float in your toilet bowls next time you dump it.

‘Kakaatong’ can be prepare as a salad too or Hinava. Squeeze few lime, salt to taste, shrimp paste and chili and add it to the vegetable by squeezing the ‘Kaakatong’ until it mixed well. Eat it immediately or chill it in a refrigerator before eating. Eaten as an appetizer.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009


I was reading through our local newspaper today when I read one article about a new clone of pink Guava, which weighs at least a kilogram according to the report. The federal Agriculture Marketing Authority of Malaysia (FAMA) has chosen the variety as the fruit of the year and will intensified its promotion to market the fruit in every fiesta locally and overseas.

Guava can be eaten as dessert or salad and served in slices. Guava juice or drinks are also found in the supermarkets and also used to make ice creams and many other types of creation made from guava fruit.

I would like to share with you how during the time when I was a small kid, we used to eat the many types of wild Guava at my village. Almost in every house you could find the wild Guava trees, which grow by itself due to the present of animals, and human who throw away the fruits. The guava fruit trees that was plenty then was those with small type fruit (village type) with ¾ were of seeds. It was rare to find ripened fruits as it was eaten before it ripened and sometimes we used it as a bullet for our catapult to hit birds. The fruit was really hard and when it hit the target for instant a bird, it died instantly.

There was a time when you eat too much of the hard like rock guava fruit and later you played a game of football all afternoon, you will find later especially in the morning that you won't be able to past motion. The guava seeds were well compacted after the running and all the jumping, it harden your faeces and in a way it will be hard for a smooth passing of motion the next morning.

After crying and telling your mother that you cannot past motion, she would sharpen a bar of soap just barely could be pushed inside your anus until your hole becomes slippery and the hard faeces could be pushed out. It is most embarrassing but when you are at that situation, you will not be embarrassed as long as it leaves your system.

Anyone for wild guava?

Monday, August 24, 2009


Noticed the number of vehicles queuing right up to the main road to the City mall especially during weekends and public holidays?

Every time I passed through the Mall a long queue of cars were seen going to the Mall and I will try to avoid going there. Yesterday, a friend suggested for a late Japanese lunch and while I tried avoiding the Mall, we went to Jalan Lintas Wagamama Japanese restaurant. We reached the restaurant at 2.30 pm but it was already closed at 2.00 pm. We were late for about half an hour. The only option and nearer was the City Mall, so we went there.

If you intended to visit City Mall in the future, be positive about getting parking space and not be intimidated by the number of cars you see going there, as with some luck you will get a good parking space. It happened with us as I was looking for a parking space, a good Samaritan signal me as he was exiting and pointed his car as I stopped to let him crossed by. What a luck as we get a parking space right in front of the elevator to the Mall.

I was wondering why there were a lot of vehicles there but in actual situation only a handful of people seen shopping at the various shops and supermarket. Was it that people goes there just to patronize the eating kiosk or most of the tenants owned more than one car parked at the parking bays available.

It was indeed a good Japanese meal and noticed a next-door café full with people and observed few people turn away as there was no table for them. Most probably will visit that café of what and why people goes there, maybe take a day off as weekdays maybe not so crowded.

Friday, August 21, 2009


Sabahan are good at creating funny phrases or words, which will stick to many people for a long time. Indeed they know how to popularize those phrases too by quoting it during big function like for example concert, wedding reception and broadcasting it through emails amongst friends. There are others who are good at composing songs with lyrics with the phrases and the title of the songs.

Among the popular funny phrases made famous is the ‘ARAMAI TII’ word. Usually this word is heard amongst friends where a drinking session is being held. There are many definition of this word as even small children are heard using this word, as it is not a vulgar word or bad word. I would say that it is just a greeting word when a group of people having fun or some drinks. Once in a while you will hear them uttering the word just like ‘yam sing’ or ‘cheers’.

A friend shared his version about this word that he heard from his friend of which somebody seeing so many people queuing to a single toilet uttered the word. This person uttered the word ‘ARAMAI TAHI’ which means a lot of human faeces. That was how the word made famous.

The latest phrase that made famous is the ‘BULI BAH KALAU KAU’ that means ‘I do it for your sake’. I have no idea who started this phrase but it is some words used as a friendly gesture to answer a friend who need some assistance although they might not need it. Sometimes it is irritating when some friends answered it with this phrase when you really need serious answer.

Another word that was made famous a long time ago was ‘KOMON OYO’. Actually I forgot about this word already not until when our GM wrote it in one of his emails. It is a word that encourages us to triple our effort in whatever we do. It was also used by the youth to tease someone especially the girls. Usually this word was used in a very positive way.

A word that made popular by Sabahan especially in the entertaining industry are the word ‘MALATOP’ and ‘ALAMAK TERLEBIH SUDAH’. The participants of a reality show made those words popular not long ago and very famous to the Malaysian entertainment industry.

SABAHAN are very creative indeed and can make famous any word that catches their interest. What word be the next to come up?

Tuesday, August 18, 2009


Every morning barely past six, I was out of my house starting my car to warm it out for five minutes or more. I was already inside the car and tuning to the ‘Radio Sabah VFM Noikot Vinasi’ listening to the Kadazan song and this morning it was the song titled ‘Nombo iso dagai’ a new and fast number by P. Dik Ganai. Indeed a good song for a clear sky without any sign of raining or the terrible haze that engulf the sky of Kota Kinabalu for the past few days.

I was observing a young kids waiting for his mother to finished ironing his school uniform, as his school bus will be arriving soon. I was observing my neighbour trying to accommodate and juggling her time with four growing children with their antics and trying to cope with the daily chores, which sometimes failed her to accomplish. I presume she must have awoken much earlier to prepare for her children breakfast and at the last minute ironing the school uniform. When the ironing was done, I saw the children wearing it straight away and surely it must be comforting and warm up the body of the children early in the morning.

During my school days I did experience ironing my school uniform and straight away wearing it. I must say almost every morning but it was done by me during my secondary school time. My thought went to the mothers who sacrifice their time and energy for the well being of her offspring’s. Love our mother dearly.

Saturday, August 15, 2009


Last Sunday a friend suggested that we make a visit to the Gaya Street Bazaar at the Kota Kinabalu city to look for something sold there. As it was more than a decade, more precisely about few years that I hadn’t visited, I agreed to the suggestion. We reached Gaya Street just after 8.00 AM in the morning after looking for parking lot nearer to the Gaya Street.

The first thing that caught my eyes was the traditional cake, where those cakes were only found in Kota Kinabalu and it’s surrounding. I agreed to come because I was looking forward to the tasty and popular Mee Laksa at one of the restaurant there. The Beef noodle soup was excellent too but I decided to skip it as I tried to be health conscious nowadays. The Laksa soup cannot be excluded also but I cannot help it and ended with a bowl of the ever-popular Laksa Noodle soup. The restaurant was a very popular and it would be your lucky star if you happen to get a seat barely waiting for other people to leave their seat especially in the morning.

It just happen that a couple was leaving their seat as we approached the restaurant and I gladly get hold of the table while waiting for my friend who was tailing me behind. The ‘Towkay’ showed his gestured to me as he’d known me as one of his great customer before and he might be wondering why I hadn’t come to his restaurant for a long time. My friend ended ordering the same as me that was the Laksa Mee soup. I noticed that the soup was a bit reddish compared to last time when it was more of a creamy look and the soup tasted more spicy but still good, I prefer the previous soup though. While waiting for our noodle soup I took a picture of the ‘Towkey’ preparing the noodle soup in case my reader happen to be in Kota Kinabalu and would like to taste the noodle soup. The name of the restaurant is called Kedai Kopi Yee Fung and beside it is the Tun Nan Bookstore. If you know the bookstore then you will not miss the restaurant.

As we were slurping and enjoying the creamy soup few people were like watching you with their eyes glued on your bowl and to you like ‘hey mister quickly finish your noodles or I will sit on your lap’. When you finish your bowls of noodles they will move closer to you with a smile that would melt you (if sexy girls lah) and even your lemon tea ice drinks tasted even much better. No time to chit chat, just call the shop assistant for the bill with the toothpick still sticking to you teeth and leave the place. In no time the table will be cleared and cleaned by the restaurant helpers for another customers. The more customers they get the more profits they get and the ‘towkay’ will be laughing his way to the bank.

We started our tour of the Gaya Street after breakfast and what I noticed was the many stalls selling clothing. Is Gaya street bazaar becoming another of the ever-popular Petaling Street in Kuala Lumpur? Even few stalls are selling ladies accessories like earrings, rings and whatever ladies accessories. Shouldn’t it revert back to the old times when village produce was sold there? I did not enjoy my tour of the Bazaar as what you find there could be found anyway else. The city hall should strictly adhere to the product that only cannot be found in the shop or shopping complexes within the city. They should encourage traders to sell product produce by the villagers from the neighbouring districts. Let it be a very enjoyable visit by visitors or tourist instead of wasting our time to see products, which can be available in any place.

The Bazaar at the Gaya Street Kota Kinabalu is no longer the same as for first few years of its existence. They should revert to the original concept of the Bazaar should it remain as the Popular Bazaar during every Sundays.

Thursday, August 13, 2009


It had been a very hectic day for me these past weeks as after the outstation schedule was completed there was some unscheduled work that need to be attended. There was this official visit by a top management of my company and we were busily preparing the visit but at the last minute were cancelled due to a very urgent matter that need his attention.

It was also a sad weeks due to the passing of relatives amidst a very sudden passing of a young mother who was involved in a car accident. My sympathy goes to the small baby who barely born only a few months and was unable to grow with the love and caring of the dear mother. May her soul rest in peace.

After witnessing the death of three people in a row, I observed that the customary observance by the people, which was very strict imposed by the elders before especially by the priestess, was no longer practiced. Since almost all the relatives are Christian, they are practicing the way the Christians are. For Christians whose lives are guided by the Bible, the reality of death is acknowledged as part of the current human condition, affected by sin (Genesis 2:17; Romans 5; Hebrews 9:27). There is "a time to be born, and a time to die" (Ecclesiastes 3:2). Although eternal life is a gift that is granted to all who accept salvation through Jesus Christ, faithful Christians await the second coming of Jesus for complete realization of their immortality (John 3:36; Romans 6:23; 1 Corinthians 15:51-54). While waiting for Jesus to come again, Christians may be called upon to care for the dying and to face personally their own death.

To summarize it, the people now are aware that one day they will eventually face death and the passing of a dear friends or relatives although very sad is a reality that cannot be avoided.

Friday, July 31, 2009


Last week I was outstation to the district of Keningau for some verification of some project initiated by the government to the remote primary schools in the Sook constituency. I traveled to almost every nook and corner of Sabah wherever our station is sited and most of them are very far from civilization and it is expected of what was in store. It was very much different compared between the private sector and government sector where in the private sector, all work are being quickly attended to in the earliest time possible.

I won’t be writing about any government department or the type of work that we did but just to share my experience when visiting those places which are really very remote and I was thinking why those people of all places, chooses to stay at the villages very far and only accessible by gravel and sometimes slippery roads when it rained. I didn’t have the privilege to interview the villagers about how did they ended staying in those places as I was only visiting the schools. I managed to ask one of the teachers of how he felt about knowing that he was posted to the remote village in the district of Sook.

Me : Good Morning teacher?

Teacher : Good morning too.

Me : How long have you been a teacher?

Teacher :
I was working before when I enrolled myself to become a teacher. I was sent to Kuching Teacher Training College for a teaching course and after completing my course was posted to this School. Thankfully they posted to my state of origin otherwise it might be somewhere else.

Me: How did you felt when you were posted to this remote village?

I was lucky that my in-laws were from this village and the shock of being posted here did not sadden me much. Every Friday I will be heading home to my place in Penampang.

There was another a lady teacher who is married from a nearby Keningau district said that the allowance of RM500.00 was too much to reject, as she is not far from Keningau town.

We lost once to look for one of the village but meeting one fellow in the forest was indeed very lucky to ask for the direction. I found out that to enter one particular village you have to enter through a simple gate, as the entire village was fenced. As the villages were inter-connected and fenced-up, there were many gates to open and closed after entering or exiting the villages. The fence double up as to keep their animals from wandering away and for their security I guess. It was indeed an eye opener for me that although their villages are very remote they still have the unique way of managing their vast village.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009


British English vs. Malaysian English

Who says our English is teruk? Just read below - Ours is simple, short, concise, straight-to-the-point, effective etc.

Britons: I'm sorry, sir, but we don't seem to have the sweater you want in your size, but if you give me a moment, I can call the other outlets for you.

Malaysians: No stock.

Britons: Hello, this is John Smith. Did anyone call for me a few moments ago?

Malaysians: Hello, who call?

Britons: Excuse me, I would like to get by. Would you please make way?

Malaysians: S-kew me.

Britons: Hey! Put your wallet away, this drink is on me.

Malaysians: No need lah.

Britons: Excuse me, but do you think it would be possible for me to enter through this door?

Malaysians: (pointing at the door) Can ah?

Britons: Please make yourself right at home.

Malaysians: No need shy shy one lah!

Britons: I don't recall you giving me the money.

Malaysians: Where got?

Britons: I would prefer not to do that, if you don't mind.

Malaysians: Don't want lah.

Britons: Err...Tom, I have to stop you there. I understand where you're coming from, but I really have to disagree with what you said about the issue.

Malaysians: You mad ah?

Britons: Excuse me, but could you please lower your voice? I'm trying to concentrate over here.

Malaysians: Shut up lah!

Britons: Excuse me, but I noticed you staring at me for sometime. Do I know you?

Malaysians: See what, see what?

Britons: We seem to be in a bit of a predicament at the moment..

Malaysians: Die lah!!

Britons: Will someone tell me what has just happened?

Malaysians: What happened ah? Why like that one lah?

Britons: This isn't the way to do it. Here, let me show you.

Malaysians: Like that also don't know how to do!

Britons: Would you mind not disturbing me?

Malaysians: Celaka you!

So which would you prefer? Send this to your Malaysian friends and let them have a laugh too. Good day!

Monday, July 20, 2009


Strong winds, believed the tail effects of Typhoon Molave that lashed the Philippines caused havoc around the State capital Sunday, uprooting trees, snapping trunks and sending huge billboards tumbling down according to the news reports. It started around 5.00 pm for about less than an hour.

In my place few bananas trees were uprooted as well as my doghouse was turn upside down and rain water sipping through the louvers. I was hopping that it will not ripped off the roof of the house. After the wind subsided I cleared the debris left by the tail of Typhoon Molave.

I made reservation for my birthday dinner (19 July) with another set of family members and was crossing my finger that the tail of the Typhoon will not re-occur again as the dinner was at 7.30 pm. Thankfully although still raining but not heavy, the dinner was held without the thought of any untoward incident. I did received a few birthday wishes friends and family members and thank them for remembering my birthday. It happens that my birthday falls on Sunday this year.

Today, Monday I received email wishing belated birthday, which was broadcast amongst my colleagues, which later became a chat session for a while. I was suspecting something when a woman colleague asking for lighter and whispering amongst the staff. Later they brought a cake with candles lighted to my desk with the staff singing the birthday song. Although I was suspecting something going on, I was embarrassed that they brought it to my desk and at the same time singing the birthday song. To appreciate their good gesture I follow their demand to blow the candles and some pictures.

Although embarrassed, I would like to thank my entire colleague who bought the cake especially all the ladies who did the surprise of a lifetime. Thank you to all.

Thursday, July 16, 2009


Love without Boundaries paints a colorful portrait of the unique stories of a young man who came all the way to Kota Kinabalu looking for his lost online girlfriend by the name of Casandra. He is 25 years old by the name of Terri from Kuala Lumpur. He arrived in Kota Kinabalu last Sunday and been to several places around the city especially around major shopping complexes looking for the girl. He got to know the girl through Internet networking service since two years ago and started sending email and sms after knowing each other for six months. He lost contact of the girl after her family member allegedly confiscated her phone which apparently causing her to be unable to contact him.

He said people are worried about me taking advantage of other people but he is purely to look for the woman who he fell in love. Although he never met Cassandra, he likens it just like a blind man would. He desperately hopes to finally meet Cassandra for the first time. If he does not meet Cassandra before he leaves the state by Sunday, he has message to her.



Some Internet users involved in online romances describe their relationship in these terms: "I’m a different person when I’m with him [online]" or "I’m happy and confident when we are talking online. I’m not like that any other time." These feelings might be incorrectly attributed to the relationship’s success, when the reality is that behavior has been altered through subconscious self-exploration. Once these relationships move off line, they often wane, since the magic (and the altering of identity) cannot be maintained without the online illusion.

Another complication of Internet dating is the use of the Internet as an escape. The Internet can become a fantastic and unreal world. Online, we are who we say we are, if only for a few hours. This escape from reality, however, makes online dating more difficult. Trish, a friend of a friend, ruined a potential relationship because fantasy caused her to be dishonest. Trish met a man online, and the online relationship quickly blossomed into an intense, intimate encounter. She had lied in the beginning of the relationship by understating her own weight by 150 pounds.

When he asked for her picture a week later, she worried about her lie, and sent a picture of a slimmer woman instead. In her mind, however, he would come to accept her physically once he fell in love with her soul. A few weeks passed, and the relationship intensified. He arranged to fly to meet her. She felt confident that her lie would be forgiven if she confessed in person. However, the woman he met was nothing physically that she had led him to imagine. He walked away angrily and refused to speak to her again. Distraught, Trish blamed society’s focus on beauty, not willing to realize that she had betrayed him by misrepresenting herself.

Friday, July 03, 2009


Last Sunday afternoon I attended a child baptism at the sacred cathedral Kota Kinabalu. I was the godparent of my nephew son, Chester. There were about more than fifty children baptize and just imagine without air-condition they were crying and the parents were just trying to make them comfortable while others help to sooth the child where possible.

My nephew son was uncomfortable with the heat and cried but after other parents advices to remove the long pant and he slept after that. He cried after white cloth was worn after the baptism was completed. The garment was long covering the whole body and the material was thicker which trap hot air, which will be hot for the child.

Baptism is one of the two most important sacraments in Christianity. At its most basic, it involves application of or immersion in water, a blessing, and the pronouncement, "I baptize you in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit." Most Christian churches baptize both infants and adults, but adult usually baptized after having attended the Rite of Christian Initiation of Adults (RCIA) classes for a year. The Church will not baptize if the individual who need the conversion to the Catholic faith does not complete the one-year RCIA class.

I converted to the Catholic faith when I was in my very young age as both my parent at that time were a non-Christian. They’re both Pagan. When I started my kindergarten, I was enrolled to a mission as all villagers were schooled there. I was exposed to the catholic faith since I was small and knew how to pray and attended church activities and masses. I didn’t know that I was not baptized and thought that the services I attended at the Church were part of the school curriculum.

Later I found out that I was a pagan when filling out the personal biodata for some School activities. I attended religious lesson at that time and it was just to learn more about the Catholic faith, as I had no problem with the prayer as I had learned it by heart then.

When I received the Sacrament of Baptism, I was very happy to be part of the faithful to the Catholic faith. Holy Baptism is the basis of the whole Christian life, the gateway to life in the Spirit and the door, which gives access to the other sacraments. Through Baptism we are freed from sin and reborn as sons of God; we become members of Christ, are incorporated into the Church and made sharers in her mission: "Baptism is the sacrament of regeneration through water in the word."

When you feel you are ready to join the Catholic Church, contact any Catholic parish and ask about information about their RCIA Inquiry group. This is the first step in RCIA (Rite of Christian Initiation of Adults) but you can stop at any time.

There is no obligation to become a Catholic.

With love and prayers in Christ.

Wednesday, July 01, 2009


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Friday, June 26, 2009


Today being on leave from work gives me some time to write and after completing some errant like paying bills and some banks payment in the morning, I couldn’t stay inside the house because of the heat. I was really hot due to the dry season although last night it was windy and cool.

I carry one of the tables outside the house and set it with drinks and some tit-bits and open my laptop to write about a tip my friend told me about fruit trees not bearing fruit. Earlier on I took pictures of it and the table I set for this posting.

I was telling my friends about my disappointment regarding my Mango tree only bearing only 2 fruits. Actually this was the second time it bears fruit but just a few. He told me to hang shoes on the Mango tree and sure it will bear fruits after that. I was joking with him that instead of Mango fruits coming out, it would be shoes instead. He later relates his story of how it came about hanging shoes on the Mango tree.

When he was working with different unit of our department, he was working at one of the station where his fellow colleagues planted a local orange which never bears fruit after a long time. A security manning the station informed him to hang shoes so that it will bears fruit. It was not long after hanging the shoes that the orange fruit tree bears so many fruits and he was perplexed of the coincident. I was not informed if there were other cases he tried with other fruit trees.

I was not the type of believing this nonsense but what the heck it might prove something out of the blue. It is just like a married couple who tried to conceived but failed and out of frustration will try anything that could eventually succeeded in their quest for a child.

If the hanging of the shoes failed then maybe plan B might succeed. What is the Plan B? Readers of this posting may have some idea and would like to share it with me. However, I will let the readers know if the plan succeeded or otherwise.

Would anyone try this tip?

Monday, June 22, 2009


I was watching television on father’s day when one segment of the prime news at 8.00 pm was dedicated to father’s day where a sacrifice by the father to his son by donating his kidney to his sick son.

Father’s day is a day of honouring father, celebrated on the third Sunday of the month of June every year.

The basic role of a father is not only provider for basic needs but also a protector to his family. He is responsible for protecting the family from physical danger but also from spiritual danger. It is therefore important for him to lead the family prayer and ensure that the children would not tread on the wrong of life.

If the father had neglected his familial responsibility when the children were younger, all iS not lost with modern technology they could get in touch with them just a click away.

I was touched by the sacrifice by the father by donating his vital organ to his son, as he wants his son to live. The son was found to have kidney problem when he was young and the only option was to have kidney transplant. The family decided it that the father donates his kidney to his son.

“ I will never be able to repay what my dad did to sacrifice his kidney to my life. I love my dad and I will study hard and to pursue my ambition ”

Let us not question the love of our father toward us as he may differ his love to each and every one of us. Sometimes father do not show his love to his children in a way that we would like compared to the mothers. My late father for example only showed his love towards me only when he lay in bed seriously sick waiting for his day to come.

My father was a very strict but loveable and he sometimes advocated the use of the cane to discipline us but it was rare. Although he had many mouth to feed and sometimes I was thinking how he raised all of us with only a meager and not fixed income. He really proved to us that being the captain of the family need extra effort to give fairness to his children although it could not be achieved hundred percent.

I was spending the night watching my father in the hospital room way back then and he was really sick. How would you as son felt when your sick father barely could move would give his extra blanket to you which you think would be more needed by him than you? Love you Tama.

Responsible fathers are always there for us when we needed them and never ever think that if your father never shows his love to you, he has a different ways not just hugs or praises.


Wednesday, June 17, 2009


It was applaud able of the various ethnic groups to involve their young people to their just concluded festival by donning with their ever beautiful and colourful traditional attire which is superb and laced with traditional accessories.

It was indeed in the right direction that young people is expose at their young age about their tradition and custom so that they will carry on with it so that it will not fade away with the older generation.

Although there was some modification about the attire to suit with the time and fashion of today which emphasis more on the body fit attire, the basic of the traditional dress was still there and kept guarded by the elders so that the originality of it remain the same.

Looking at the facial expression of the youth donning the traditional dress, I would say they were happy and enjoy with the celebrity status as they were asked to posed for the camera throughout the parade of traditional extravaganza while waiting for the dignitaries.

It is indeed a good sign that majority of the people donning the traditional attires that day were the younger set of people and hope that they will carry on with their traditional custom. Hopefully as time goes by and the spirit the young people sow during the festival will be pass on to their friends so as more people from this group will be able to learn more about their traditional dress.

Sunday, June 14, 2009


I was watching the Asian food channel a TV program last night where Chef Wan was telling his foreign guest about the use of the kettle as in the picture. I remembered my brother telling me his embarrassing moments when attending a Hari raya party he attended where he was invited by his friend a long time ago.

When attending open house or any party you will find this kettle, sometime a very beautiful kettle, placed amongst the dish served in front of you. It would be wise if you just follow what others do with the table manners if you are not well verse with the do’s and don’ts of other races. It would be more appropriate if you ask questions of what or how you go about the things in front of you.

You: Is this kettle for drinking water?

Host: Sorry, this is for washing your hand. Do you want some drinking water?

You: Yes please, thank you.

My brother was served with air bandung drink and after finishing his drink he need some water to drained the sweetness in his mouth. Without thinking and thought that the kettle in front of him was containing water, he helps himself with a glass of water and drank it. The host and his family gasp in horror watching him empting his glass of water and politely informed him that the water was for washing hands. He was really shocked and embarrassed of his misfortune.

So people, next time if you see the same kettle in front of you be aware that it is for washing hand and not for drinking.

Friday, June 12, 2009


Look back and 'Thank' God.
Look forward and 'Trust' God.
Look around and 'Serve' God!
Look within and 'Find' God!’

'I asked God, 'How do I get the best out of life?' God said, 'Face your
past without regrets. Handle your present with confidence.
Prepare for the future without fear!''

'Without God, our week is: Mournday, Tearsday, Wasteday, Thirstday,
Fightday, Shatterday and Sinday. So, allow Him to be with you every day!'
'Life is short, so forgive quickly. Believe slowly... Love truly.
Laugh uncontrollably.
And have a wonderful journey!!

Just to share with you, for you to ponder and reflect.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009


I have attended ceremonies involving the traditional Magavau, monogit or praying for the sick and the praying for the soul of a dead person by a Bobohizan or priestess.

SANDAVANG - pieces of metal and some says pieces of human bones tied together used during the chanting of prayers by Bobohizan.

The most basic items used for the ceremony are a gantang of rice, paddy seeds, knife, a jar of alcoholic drinks, chicken, pig and many other things. Usually it depended what type of prayer was about also. This is only my observation and might be not totally correct.

The ceremony begins just after sunset and the bobohizan or priestess and her attendants sit on the floor in the living room and start chanting prayer. This goes on far into the night and it depended wholly by the bobohizan whether gong is beaten throughout the ceremony.

A mixture of metal and some says bones from human were used for making sound as the bobohizan chants prayer with her hand moving the metal and bones to make a sound, a very eerie sound indeed. The object is called the Sindavang and nobody could use it except the bobohizan.

The ceremony ended the next day with the merry making as a mark of thanksgiving. Part of the cooked food like the chicken and pig was given to the Bobohizan and attendants as a token of appreciation to them.

It was some of my vivid memory of the traditional prayer and the memory of getting the food my grandmother get as an attendant to the bobohizan.

Sunday, June 07, 2009


Today being Sunday is spent mostly at home after visiting the Kaamatan festival last week. Actually the Kaamatan open house at the federal level is on at the Padang Merdeka now in Kota Kinabalu but it should be better for the tourist and outstation people to attend it.

This morning as usual I went to the Sunday market bought bamboo shoot to make one of my favourite bamboo shoot soups. Usually I will cook it with pork but today I opted for a kampung chicken cut in big pieces with the skin removed. I was charged fifty sen for the skin removed. For just a simple dish of fresh bamboo shoot and kampong chicken costs me almost twenty ringgit. The chicken cost RM15.50 and the bamboo shoot RM4.00 and before we reared kampong chicken and look for the bamboo shoot, it should have been free.

I was tempted to buy the sambal chili which looked as appetizing as it is used as a condiment or as a side dish and it can be very hot for the uninitiated.

Me : Sambal apa ini?

Towkay : Sambal Chili dicampur dengan tomato serta udang.

Me : Pedas kah?

Towkay : Boleh tahan … pedas.

Me: Bagi satu mau cuba.

Usually a sambal paste does not really taste so hot compared to this one. This sambal is really very hot which does not suit me at all. I will try to add a couple of lime juice to offset the hot taste or otherwise it will end up in the dustbin. The bamboo shoot soup dish will wait as I skipped my lunch today. Enjoy the pictures.

Friday, June 05, 2009


Miss Malaysia-Universe 2009 Joannabelle Ng Li Vun of Kota Kinabalu, Sabah said her family is her biggest source of pride and joy.

' I come from a very simple and poor family. My father is a mechanic and my mother a housewife. Sometimes, she sells egg and beef rolls and other foodstuff at the market.'

' I am not embarrassed about my family at all. I am really proud of them and where "im from. Why shouldn't I be? They are the reason for who I am today. My parents have always encourage me to fulfill my dreams because they don't want me to have a hard life and to struggle like they did. I love them very much.'

I really salute and respect this young beauty Miss Malaysia 2009 for her frank respond of where she came from and her family background. How many people when they are on the top will tell their background to the media. She has the gut and look at the situation positively and could handle it in different ways.

She would like to be successful like one Malaysia's top Model Amber Chia who is also from Sabah. She would like not only as successful but also like a brand where people will remember.