Thursday, July 31, 2008


Whispers: I have a bowling competition and badminton this Saturday but my ankle still hurt... *sob sob*


I found a song that I have been searching for a while.

It is an English song and ironically, the first time I heard this song is in MyFM, a Chinese radio station...

So, what is the name of this song?

Empty by Click 5

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

I am injury-prone

Whispers: I want to buy Canon EOS 400D. Hope my wish will come true soon.


I suddenly realize that after my trip to Taman Negara, I have been experiencing minor injuries particularly every week.

Really, no joke here...

I hurt my leg muscles while going for a jog, I hurt my wrist in badminton, whole body was aching because of over-playing in my company's family day and yesterday, I twisted my ankle while playing badminton...

Seriously, I need to be more care from now on... Sigh.

Friday, July 25, 2008

Kung Fu Panda

Whispers: Brushing up my bowling skill for the upcoming Sport Club Bowling Championship. I have yet to hit 100 points mark.


I know, I know... I am a bit too lagging...

Kung Fu Panda have been screening for the past one month already and only now, I am writing about it. What can I say... I didnt have the chance to go and watch it in the cinema and it was only recently that I managed to get a copy of the movie.

So, I was watching it yesterday evening and I was surprise at how much I enjoyed it. What I have learned from that movie is that instead of trying hard to change oneself, one should learn about accepting who he really am and make the best out of it.

Another quote from the movie that I like was quoted by Master Ooguay (Master Turtle). He said,

"Yesterday, is history. Tomorrow, is mystery. One should be happy because today is present"

Definitely something taken from a quote from the Buddha that goes

"The past is history, the future has yet to come, what is important in now"

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

My New Toy...

My new toy... Samsung L100 digital camera. :)

Monday, July 21, 2008

I got LUCKY!

Whispers: I am getting darker and darker day by day. Also, my whole body is aching from all the "labour" that I have been doing for my sport club!


What else that I can say...

It was my lucky day, after all.

As any other usual Family Day, I started out as the photographer of the event. As part of the committee members of my company's Sport Club, I was assigned the task of taking photographs of the whole event. "sarcifying" the "chance" to participate in any of the activities prepared, I devoted most of my time taking photographs of those that come for the Family Day.

By noon, we have wrapped up most of the prepared activities and the final item in the schedule was the lucky draw. There were only three identical prize for the lucky draw and it is a Samsung Digital Camera model L100.

As one of the staff presented, I have the same chances as all the other staffs around to win that lucky draw. Still, I dont really have any thought of really winning it as I have never being able to get anything from all the past lucky draws that I have participated...

Anyway, I was getting ready to take the photographs of those winning the lucky draw prizes when my name was announced. It took me a second to realize what happened and I hurried towards the stage to claim my prize...

So, here I am now with two cameras... :)

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

White Water River Rafting @ Sungai Kampar

Whispers: Going overboard with badminton again yesterday... now whole body is aching....


Dear All,

Would like to let you know that I am organizing a White Water River Rafting event on the 31st August 2008. This is going to be a one-day event and it is going to be challenging and alot of fun.

Here are more details of the event:
River to Conquer: Kampar River, Perak
Fee: RM155 per pax (including lunch, insurance coverage, entrance fee, life jacket and helmet's rental and a participating certificate). Transportation to Gua Tempurung is not included (Suggest to carpool to go to Gua Tempurung)
Age limit: None. As long as you are up to the challenge...

Interested? E-mail me at

Write up by the Specialist (Riverbug)
Get up close and personal with nature, experience an exotic and mystifying rainforest where the fastest butterflies swarm by the riverbank while you enjoy swimming in the river or jump from trees or just glide down the river on a raft.

The clear water of Kampar River (Class I-III) is suitable for anyone who is physically fit and those who crave for mild technical adventure whilst safely enjoy a rafting trip.

Test out your river skills and go on an adrenaline rush as you ride through 14 rapids and cooling waters of Kampar River in Perak, just 2 hours from Pangkor Island, Lumut and the capital city of Malaysia, Kuala Lumpur. A state in west Malaysia famous for its’ tin ore, and pomelo fruit, Ipoh hor fun, home-grown white coffee, temples, caves and hot springs!

On the river, you'll have the thrills of tackling exciting rapids and floating down the clear water river amidst a lush rainforest. You will ride the continuous rapids graded from class I-III, and continue down river, passing by some old tin mining plains. Have fun during the rafting like do some body-rafting or even take a spin in the raft with your head in the water....or just get to the traditional fun of water fight with your fellow rafters! Get wet and get in touch with nature once more!

As a standard procedure, safety briefing will be done before going down the river which covers the paddling commands, paddling skills, capsize drills, actions when overboard or river rescue. After 10-15 minutes of briefing by our professional river guide, you are now ready for a river rafting adventure.

(Source: RiverBug's Website)

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Interesting Way To Take Photographs

Whispers: Overdose of House MD... hELp mE, stats!


More photographs taken during the Retreat Camp 2008

There are many others but these are the one with me inside...

P.S.: Thanks Song for taking the photographs and Pei Yun for uploading it...

Monday, July 14, 2008

Bon Odori 2008

Whispers: Watching House M.D. Session 4... really addicted. Watched half of the session in two day... Think I am going crazy. :P


Obon or Bon is a Japanese Buddhist custom to honour the departed (deceased) spirits of one's ancestors. Also called the Feast of Lanterns, it has been celebrated in Japan for more than 500 years and traditionally includes a dance, known as Bon Odori.

In Malaysia, the same event is known as Bon Odori Festival and it is celebrated every year in Penang and Shah Alam, selangor. As a brainchild of Japanese Expatriate and Immigrant's Society in Malaysia, the celebration is on a much smaller scale. Also, it is less associated with Buddhism and more with Japanese culture.

I am lucky enough to attend the recent Bon Odori Festival in Panasonic Sport Complex, Shah Alam and I have a great time enjoying the dance and capturing nice photographs of the event.

I have yet to download the photographs from my camera but I hope that I can do that very soon. Will try to upload those photographs as soon as possible.

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

Out of the Box Photography

Whispers: Injured my wrist. No badminton for a week. *sob* *sob*


While conducting the retreat camp, we managed to find some time to actually do something out of the ordinary... here is a look of what we did then...

Perfecting the skill from Shaolin Temple

Genies for sales... which one do you want???

You gonna believe in me...

Still dont believe in me?

Superpunch! Yes, I am that strong... hehe...

The fighting genies... What should I do with them????

Flying kick
( All photographs courtesy of Song and Pei Yun)

Monday, July 07, 2008

Anything and Whatever

Whispers: Bon Odori 2008 this coming Saturday. Thinking of going but I want to play badminton. What should I do???


Was informed that there are two new drink in the market: Whatever and Anything.

Dont understand? Look below...



Retreat Camp 2008

Whispers: I have been staying in my comfort zone for too long, need to walk out of it...


Retreat Camp 2008 @ Dhammavijaya, Dengkil (the second time done outside KCBA) started on Saturday morning and end on Sunday afternoon.

A thousand thank you to all of those that joined the retreat camp, namely:

New Generation: Jessy, Shin Ling, Niro, Leonie, Leonard, Benjamin, Kuan Wei, Chia Wei and Justin

Super Senior: Pei Yun, Weng Phoon, Song, Kean Hua, Jonathan, Wei Loong and Ling Sze

I am very grateful to the super-seniors for taking some time from their busy schedule to come and help me "challenge" the New Generations. Hope that the New Generation would actually see how the super-seniors work together and learn from them.

Will try to write something more about the retreat soon.

Friday, July 04, 2008

Simple Story of True Love and True Care

Whispers: This is a very beautiful and touching story that I came across in MyKlang forum. In fact, I was having a hard time holding back my tears when I was reading it in my office. Luckily, no one saw those tears. There are many other touching stories here if you want to read...


I was born in a secluded village on a mountain. Day by day, my parents plowed the yellow dry soil with their backs towards the sky.

I have a brother who is 3 years younger than me. I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from my father's drawer. Father had discovered about the stolen money right away.

He made me and my younger brother kneel against the wall as he held a bamboo stick in his hand. "Who stole the money?" he asked. I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us admitted to the fault, so he said, "Fine, if nobody wants to admit, you two should be beaten!"

He lifted up the bamboo stick. Suddenly, my younger brother gripped father's hand and said," Dad, I was the one who did it!" The long stick smacked my brother's back repeatedly. Father was so angry that he kept on whipping my brother until he lost his breath. After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded my brother, "You have learned to steal from your own house now. What other embarrassing things will you be possibly doing in the future? You should be beaten to death, you shameless thief!"

That night, my mother and I hugged my brother. His body was full of wounds from the beating but he never shed a single tear. In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out loudly. My brother covered my mouth with his little hand and said, " Sis, now don't cry anymore. Everything has happened."

I still hate myself for not having enough courage to admit what I did. Years gone by, but the incident still seemed like it just happened yesterday. I will never forget my brother's expression when he protected me.

That year, my brother was 8 years old and I was 11 years old. When my brother was in his last year of secondary school, he was accepted in an upper secondary school in the central. At the same time, I was accepted into a university in the province. That night, father
squatted in the yard, smoking, packet by packet.

I could hear him ask my mother, "Both of our children, they have good results? very good results?" Mother wiped off her tears and sighed,"What is the use? How can we possibly finance both of them?" At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front of father and said,"Dad, I don't want to continue my study anymore, I have read enough books."

Father swung his hand and slapped my brother on his face. "Why do you have a spirit so d**n weak? Even if it means I have to beg for money on the streets, I will send you two to school until you have both finished your study!"

And then, he started to knock on every house in the village to borrow money. I stuck out my hand as gently as I can to my brother's swollen face, and told him, "A boy has to continue his study; If not, he will not be able to overcome this poverty we are experiencing."

I, on the other hand, had decided not to further my study at the university. Nobody knew that on the next day, before dawn, my brother left the house with a few pieces of worn-out clothes and a few drybeans.

He sneaked to my side of the bed and left a note on my pillow; "Sis, getting into a university is not easy. I will go find a job and I will send money to you."

I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried until I lost my voice.

That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years old. With the money father borrowed from the whole village, and the money my brother earned from carrying cement on his back at a construction site,finally, I managed to get to the third year of my study in the university.

One day, while I was studying in my room, my roommate came in and told me,"There's a villager waiting for you outside!" Why would there be a villager looking for me? I walked out, and I saw my brother from afar. His whole body was covered with dirt, dust, cement and sand. I asked him, "Why did you not tell my roommate that you are my brother?"

He replied with a smile," Look at my appearance. What will they think if they would know that I am your brother? Won't they laugh at you?" I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept away dirt and dust from my brother's body. And told him with a lump in my throat, " I don't care what people would say! You are my brother no matter what your appearance is."

From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip. He put it on my hair and said, "I saw all the girls in town are wearing it. So, I think you should also have one." I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled my brother into my arms and cried.

That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years old. I noticed that the broken window was repaired the first time I brought my boyfriend home. The house was scrubbed cleaned. After my boyfriend left, I danced like a little girl in front of my mother, "Mom, you didn't have to spend so much time cleaning the house!" But she told me with a smile,"It was your brother who went home early to clean the house. Didn't you see the wound on his hand? He hurt his hand while he was replacing the window." I went into my brother's bedroom. Looking at his thin face, I felt like there are hundreds of needle pricked in my heart.

I applied some ointment on his wound and put a bandage on it, "Does it hurt? " I asked him. "No, it doesn't hurt. You know, when at the construction site, stones keep falling on my feet . Even that could not stop me from working." In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I
turned my back on him and tears rolled down my face.

That year, my brother was 23 years old; I was 26 years old. After I got married, I lived in the city. Many times my husband invited my parents to come and live with us, but they didn't want. They said, once they left the village,they wouldn't know what to do. My brother agreed with them. He said, "Sis, you just take care of your parents-in-law. I will take care of mom and dad here."

My husband became the director of his factory. We asked my brother to accept the offer of being the manager in the maintenance department. But my brother rejected the offer. He insisted on working as a repairman instead for a start.

One day, my brother was on the top of a ladder repairing a cable, when he got electrocuted, and was sent to the hospital. My husband and I visited him at the hospital. Looking at the white gypsum on his leg, I grumbled, "Why did you reject the offer of being a manager? Managers won't do something dangerous like that. Now look at you, You are suffering a serious injury. Why didn't you just listen to us?"

With a serious expression on his face, he defended his decision, "Think of brother-in-law. He just became the director, and I being uneducated, and would become a manager, what kind of rumors would fly around?" My husband's eyes filled up with tears, and then
I said, "But you lack in education only because of me!"

"Why do you talk about the past?" he said and then he held my hand.

That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years old. My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmer girl from the village. During the wedding reception, the master of ceremonies asked him, "Who is the one person you respect and love the most?"

Without even taking a time to think, he answered," My sister." He continued by telling a story I could not even remember.

"When I was in primary school, the school was in a different village. Everyday, my sister and I would walk for 2 hours to school and back home. One day, I lost the other pair of my gloves. My sister gave me one of hers. She wore only one glove and she had to walk far. When we got home, her hands were trembling because of the cold weather that she could not even hold her chopsticks.

From that day on, I swore that as long as I live, I would take care of my sister and will always be good to her." Applause filled up the room.

All guests turned their attention to me. I found it hard to speak, "In my whole life, the one I would like to thank most is my brother," And in this happy occasion,in front of the crowd, tears were rolling down my face again.

Love and care for the one you love every single days of your life. You may think what you did is just a small deed, but to that someone, it may mean a lot.

Wednesday, July 02, 2008

Bible of Map

Whispers: Have been reading many touching stories in a forum... One of it really make me cried... Asking permission to post it here... Hope I can post it soon.


Do you know how to read map?

Some people would never understand map while others would take maps as a Bible to go anywhere.

I used to be the latter until the time I have mapped out a big part of Klang Valley. I have this map of Klang Valley (in book format) in my car that I used to visualize where a destination would be but nowadays, I hardly use it. This Bible of mine have been with me for over 5 years and I still refer to it whenever I need to go to new places... (yes, it is still there)

Anyway, due to the limitation of the Bible (it only show certain places of Klang Valley only), I have to source somewhere else for the direction to this place somewhere in Dengkil (yes, I know you never heard of it before) but I have been to this place before two or three years back and yes, it exist and still is. Reason I am going is for my Retreat Camp.

Anyway, after struggling with myself of trying to remember the route to the place, I remember about how Google Map had actually mapped out many part of Malaysia. Trying my luck, I surf to the page and start looking for the place. About half an hour later, I found the place.


I couldnt believe it.

So, I took another half an hour to actually print and paste those maps together. In the end, I have a "good" map that would bring me from the place that I know to my final destination, somewhere in Dengkil.

This is the "map" that I printed and pasted together to bring me to my final destination.