Friday, October 28, 2016

❤ Celebrate ❤

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Kamal and I are grandparents again. Our nephew and niece-in-law, whose wedding we attended in December 2015, welcomed their daughter last Wednesday. Congratulations, Wiwi and Aini!

Time to share photos of the wedding receptions. The first do was at the bride's hometown, Pengkalan Balak, Melaka. A week later, the bridegroom's side hosted another do in Subang, Selangor. Love the time with The Ketereh Clan. 



Pengkalan Balak

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Featuring: Khalish and The Rembau Clan

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Subang

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As written on Facebook:
No, Kamal and I were not the official photographers as both of us had other commitments then. Nevertheless, it was fun to photograph the little moments.
(Note: Thanks to Hisham, Wiwi's maternal cousin, who gladly photographed using my camera some of the moments during the event on the bridegroom's side, when I was occupied with Khalish. Edited by yours truly later.)

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Friday, October 21, 2016

Reminiscing Siem Reap: Cambodian Muslim Restaurant

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Trying the local cuisine has always been a must when my chums and I travelled to a new place. In Siem Reap, we enjoyed some at Cambodian Muslim Restaurant, Stueng Thmey Village. Thanks to Fareiny Morni's recommendation. To our surprise, Kim, the tuk-tuk driver, was familiar with the eatery.

On our table that day: cha kat nah, fish amok, and beef lok lak. All were scrumptious. So much so, Di, Rai, and Yani purchased the spices, which came with recipes, to be cooked in Malaysia.

While lunching, the azan could be heard from Masjid An Neakmah. We did not visit the mosque though because of the plan to perform Zuhur back at our accommodation. Insya-Allah, next time.

All in all, we loved the restaurant. Excellent in terms of its cleanliness, service, and of course, food. The tuk-tuk driver concurred with us, too. Oh, the lunch marked our final hour with Kim. Thank you for the hospitality :)

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Thursday, October 20, 2016

Reminiscing Angkor Archaeological Park: Randomness

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Lego

Because the WonderMokchic's trip to Siem Reap in 2014 reminded me of Khalish's love for Angkor Archaeological Park during my family's visit from the end of 2012 to the start of 2013, I brought a piece of him along. A Lego minifigure. I then photographed it at a temple where Khalish once drew on the ground for half an hour. Priceless memory.


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Swing

One of my favourite subjects to photograph, always. Apart from symbolising a happy childhood, it also portrayed Cambodians' simple existence. Yes, I was aware of their ordeals, past and present. Yet, they inspired others to live blissfully. To lie in a hammock on a breezy day, to picnic with the rest of the neighbourhood for dinner, to make a swing out of a branch and a rope in the middle of nowhere. To look at the bright side of life.


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Bark

Tree bark texture, precisely. Some as ancient as the temples. As artistic, too. I ended up with numerous photos of tree bark texture, in assorted forms.


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Kim

As previously mentioned, Di, Rai, Yani, and I met Kim by chance. Having been with Sadam, the one who drove us from Siem Reap International Airport to Frangipani Villa Hotel II, and his brother-in-law, Hut, who brought us to TonlĂ© Sap, we wished to tour Angkor Archaeological Park with a different local. On the first day, after dinner in the town center, with that particular thought in mind, we scanned the place for a favoured tuk-tuk. We were about to cross a road when one almost hit us. Thankfully, it was slow and the individuals' reflexes were fast. After ensuring that both parties were fine, the five of us began to chat. Remy Ishak Kim spoke English, yay. The tuk-tuk was comfortable, too. His friendliness, a bonus.


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Stranger

While photographing the surrounding, I noticed a little boy in school uniform, intently looking at me. I waved at him. He smiled. Only after I have photographed him that he cycled away, still smiling. An angelic stranger :)

Reminiscing Siem Reap: Angkor Thom

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"Wherever one wanders, the faces of Lokesvara follow."
- Maurice Glaize, on Bayon

After Angkor Wat, Di, Rai, Yani, and I entered Angkor Thom, which is defined as 'the great city' in Khmer. To its heart we went. Yes, Bayon.

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Enigmatic smiles of gigantic faces greeted us at King Jayavarman VII's temple. That was not the only uniqueness. Unlike other state religious structures built during the Khmer empire, Prasat Bayon was the only one dedicated to Buddha.

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I would love to photograph more of the bas-reliefs, especially those depicting scenes from Angkorian Khmer's everyday life at the outer gallery, but the stretch was too crowded. Next time, with Kamal and Khalish again, hopefully. Photographing the chums and other aspects of the temple was as rewarding though.

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Di, Rai, Yani, and I bade farewell to Angkor Thom at a small shrine. Nobody there but us. The best place to create our own universe ;)

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"Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate
And though I oft have passed them by
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of the moon, east of the sun"

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