Showing posts with label travelling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label travelling. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 04, 2015

I had to admit...

with recent air mishaps
perut rasa kecut
when there's slight turbulence
as the big plane cruise through....


............... dienn

Friday, November 14, 2014

Journeys

of all the journeys I did
throughout the world
ranging from the most modern
right up to the most rural
I keep asking....

what is best?



dienn

Thursday, September 25, 2014

cruising



At times
I hate water
for I can't swim

It's a lake
so large that they call sea

it's Tonle Sap
a place I have been to
and over there I felt in love
with the tourism at its best
blending setting of old and new
sustainability






dienn.................



Thursday, July 03, 2014

a little pasar malam

near the entrance
of the "new village" of before
as I looked to the left
from Gerik to Ipoh.

The entrance is hooked on
with development tone
a tall building, a new house
getting rid of the old tag
a new village before and aged later
- surprising connection.

and there was that little happening,
a lively pasar malam.




........................ dienn

Wednesday, September 05, 2012

Of the Three

It was Filipina to start with,
a pure business adventure
pushing a certain capital in
and finally taking a certain profit out.

In the end, it evolves into something,
much bigger than we can ever imagine,
It's about helping people to earn a living,
realising their dreams to be better off,
taking them out beyond poverty line.

Then it was Cambodia, Siem Reap.
The eagerness on business adventure
somehow get diluted overhere.
It is becoming a pure community engagement
helping the minority muslims getting the basics.
They had suffered for far too long.
I am in, just to help a little.

Now it is Rohingyas....
the most difficult adventure
which in the end will not allow my presence
longer than necessary
They are in deep trouble
and I cant help much
not in person
not in my physical existence.
My soul is always with them
grieving at the sufferings they have to endure
when men cross the line of sanity.

my dearest,  i seldom cry
but thinking about them, I cant help shedding tears.
when men stop being humans, they evolve into animals.



Saturday, May 05, 2012

reading road signboards

It was a long journey up north
I was reading signboards
one after another

I remembered one old name
batang berjuntai
The name was given for a reason 
But it has two meanings

and you giggled
after the name was mentioned,
I dont know why .