Friday, 24 October 2008

Hey You

What do you wanna know?
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Wednesday, 15 October 2008

Life Quote

'To walk a thorny road, you may cover its every inch with leather. Or you can make sandals'.

An ancient Indian parable of a man who wants to walk across the land, but the earth is covered with thorns. He has two options: one is to pave the road, to tame all of nature into compliance. The other is to make sandals, the internal solution. The answer is not based on a submissive world or overpowering force, but on intelligent preparation and cultivated resilience.

'Life is not fair'. Yeah, since when is life fair? It hasn't been fair since your father's time, and it certainly won't be fair during your children's time. Only you can make it work for yourself.

Wednesday, 8 October 2008

Reflecting on my Manado Diving Experiences

So, we've came back from our trip almost a week ago. Besides getting a tanned look, I can honestly say I'm a more confident diver now. Couldn't say the same thing after my previous (first) dive trip.

Let's see, I logged 13 dives in this trip alone. Including wreck dive, night dive, with semi-muck, multi-level and drift dive as well. And not forgetting one cavern experience too!

For me, the highlight was the night dive. When I backflipped into the water I found myself breathing hard, desperate to check my torch was still on. Then I quickly questioned "what is this unnamed fear?" My equipments were working fine, my buddy was by my side, the divemasters and Ps John were nearby. There was no strong wave or current. If I couldn't give that fear a name, it doesn't exist! I calmed my breathing down, deflated my BCD, put my right hand on my nose and down we went, into the black waters.

It was an unforgettable experience. We were told to stay close to each other, but we were definitely too close! My buddy, Sherene locked her elbow to mine within a few seconds of descent. Above me were a crowd of people, half of them within touching distance. I couldn't see the bottom, it was pitch darkness down there. Soon I couldn't see the surface nor the bottom. My only orientation of where's top and where's bottom were the bubbles, and I directed my torch at the depth gauge to ensure I'm not falling too fast. In between, there were some body contacts here and there, but my eyes were on my buddy and my depth gauge. That was all that mattered. Soon I saw the bottom and we stopped descending. It seemed like we were a long way down but the depth gauge gave the most objective answer...it was only 18 meters. There, the thrill of night dive was all over!

But the fun continued. We were all directing our beams to the coral walls looking for interesting creatures. There was this huge lobster, its eyes reflected a certain glow. There were some huge red crabs....must be juicy! What appeared odd to me was the color of the coral walls. They were much redder than during daytime, it's like somebody had thrown buckets of red paints all over them.

As we were floating around, my sensation was as if I was flying in my dream. After all, it was nighttime. I asked myself a few times "Am I dreaming?" That surreal sensation alone made it the most unique dive experience I've ever had so far.

To be honest, I expected to see more brilliant colours of beautiful fishes but not too many were around. We all probably should have switched off our torchlights to see if there was anything glowing. Next time.

When we ascended from our dive, we were greeted by hosts of stars in the open night sky. And Benny's torchlight from the boat. Hehe. On our trip back, we lay down on the boat to admire the starry sky. Talked about the universe, existence and infinity. What a night it was.

In the other dives, we also saw barracudas, bumpheads, turtles, stingrays, small sharks, eels, sea snakes, stone fish etc. The drift dive was also quite exciting. Like flying out of control kinda feeling.

During the last day of diving, we even got a strong lecture (about safety stop) from Ferdi, one of the divemasters as well. I've to comment that the divemasters there are excellent, very friendly and helpful, always ensure our safety in the midst of all the fun.

Next dive trip? I'm not thinking about it yet. Still lingering on my experiences from this trip.

Could these be the last shots from my D60?

When I was jumping off our boat at Bunaken shore on the fourth day, I landed on hard sharp rocks. Pain shot through my right foot and I lost balance. My camera bag took a dive and drank some saltwater! My right foot had a few "holes" but my D60's dead! It's now in the "hospital"... not sure if it can be revived.

Anyway, enjoy the pics shot in Manado, mostly shot in and around the Bunaken Island.

Jeff's shade was so cool..cos we could see ourselves on it! :p

The only time we got to sit on this lil boat was on our arrival to the resort. The rest of the time we walk in the water.

View from the resort's restaurant.

Cool divers getting ready for the day's dive.

The guys posing with sunset in the background.

More sunset pose.

It was only 5.23pm and the sun was retiring...

Sunset at Bunaken Island.

This was the kampung-styled family bungalow where most of us slept.

Early morning view of the sea.

Another day's dive with our divemasters Ferdi and Son.

The jetty at Bunaken Island.

Oh look! Is that a sea snake Ps John caught??

Siladen Island. Said to be the spot containing the most number of coral species in a single place, in the world. The clear blue waters was enough to make me drool!

More pictures with our divemasters Dedi, Son & Ferdi.

By this last day, my DSLR was dead. Still I wanted to see the sunrise. Got up as early as 5am. I soon realized "Hang on, my phone can take pictures too!" So, these sunrise shots were captured with my 3.2 megapixel camera phone. This shot was captured at 5.15am.

5.28am. If only my D60 could wake up :(

5.42am.

5.46am. By this time Ps John & Jessica were awake. I took more pics using his Canon G9 from that time onwards.


More pics were uploaded to my Facebook and Fotki sites. I'll get the underwater shots from Ps John soon.

Tuesday, 7 October 2008

Places

When I was chatting with a friend today about work, life and direction, he asked me this question: "UK, Australia, Malaysia, where do you choose?"

This Malaysian friend is my ex-coursemate in Southampton (UK) and ex-colleague where our boss has recently migrated to Melbourne. He's from Taiping who spent all these years working in KL. His dream is to return to Taiping with wife and kids but somehow felt trapped in KL. He's coming to an intersection at the end of this year, and like me, seeking a new direction.

So what's with the places?

Australia. My ex-boss was so unhappy and fed up with things here, so he ran to Melbourne earlier this year to start all over. I wonder if he's happy now. I've many relatives in Melbourne too...opened their invitations for me to visit them since forever but I've yet to do that.

UK. I left UK exactly ten years ago. Many of my peers were amazed I was returning to Malaysia without continuing postgrad there. Many of them would not wanna return home after they've tasted life there.

Malaysia.
Home forever?

All my life I've never envy my Aussie cousins. There's nothing they have that we lack here. And in some ways, I think we're "superior" to them. Nor my friends who chose to stay on in UK. I followed my heart which led me back home though I didn't know what was in store.

When I returned from UK ten years ago, I faced the darkest hours of my life. Many things were in ruin. But I remember that train ride to Taiping to visit my friends. I was all alone when a stranger came up to me to chat. He shared words of wisdom to me. He said my life at that point (as a fresh grad) was like a blank white canvas. I could paint it however I want. I could make it a masterpiece to whatever design I desired. Ten years have passed....I've made some choices, so am I getting closer?

I remember the conversations I had in my Krabi trip around this time last year. Krabi is a beautiful and peaceful place. Many people "escaped" there from wherever and whatever crappy lives they used to have. Are they really happy now? Cause I see them contended to immerse themselves in whatever vocations they were in and just let life and time pass them through. Their lives are just another drop in the ocean. No fire.

So what did I answer my old friend today? I said it's not about the place...but what one truly wanna do with his life. And he knew it. I've been to so many parts of the world, adapted and tasted the various colourful cultures and different mindsets but I still haven't found what I was looking for (yeah I like the song!). I also said when I find my calling, I may be assigned to travel around the globe. Not many will believe me, but he agreed though he had no clue what I was talking about.

I think one of the greatest tragedies is not to discover one's voice, and be that voice. Not just another voice that blends in, diluted and unrecognized.

I've always loved this old U2's gospel-inspired song for like almost two decades...it's still meaningful to me, perhaps more than ever. ;)

I have climbed the highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you

I have run, I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
Only to be with you
Only to be with you

But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for

I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her fingertips
It burned like fire
This burning desire

I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone

But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for

I believe in the Kingdom come
Then all the colors will bleed into one
Bleed into one
But yes, I'm still running

You broke the bonds
And you loosed the chains
Carried the cross of my shame
Of my shame, you know I believe it

But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for...


Oh, I will post pictures from my Manado dive trip soon. I've begun posting some in Facebook.