Saturday, April 05, 2014

Pantai Sri Tujoh

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As happy about being on the beach as Ayoh was Khalish. The boy even packed books to be read while picnicking. Which remained in the bag as soon as he saw the vast Pantai Sri Tujoh, Tumpat. Oh sand, oh kites, oh sea, oh Jemput-jemput Pisang bites. 

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The first time Kamal and I visited Pantai Sri Tujoh to photograph our nephew-in-law and niece, Nazri and Farah, we were charmed by its tranquility. The second time around, we were captivated by the activities that breathed a different life into the beach. The truth was, Kamal and I were as happy about being there as Ayoh and Khalish.

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The boy was the happiest of all. Knowing that Ayoh, due to age factor, preferred a brief stop at one place, Kamal and I purposely left Khalish's swimwear at home. To no avail. Oh, yes, not only was he wet from top to toe within seconds, he was also responsible for prolonging the visit. Alhamdulillah, the grandfather was too engaged with the grandchild's antics that time became an illusion. 

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Great for Khalish. Being a child, he never ever cared about time. All he knew was to play, play, and play. How Kamal and I wished to have another vacation with the rest of the clan. Just like this

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It was Mok who motioned us to return to Ketereh. Khalish would love to be at the beach again, just for the unique kites. I seconded the idea, just for more photos. Ayoh echoed our enthusiasm, just because. 

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