Wednesday, May 29, 2013

setting your sights

I'm not a very outdoorsy person although I'd like to think I am. I love walking the beach and discovering new trails in the city but when it comes to hiking, I cringe at the thought of getting my shoes muddy and having to battle leeches and various other killer-blood-sucking insects.

But when my bestie suggested we visit one of Malaysia many waterfalls for the holidays, I jumped up and said "YES!"

We headed to Hulu Langat towards Pangsun. The goal was to reach Lepok falls for a nice afternoon swim, indulge in homemade sandwiches and then head home. We found the small Orang Asli village at the foot of the hill and made our way into an area with Durian Orchards and Bamboo forests.

It wasn't durian season thankfully so I didn't have to add the fear of falling durians to my already thumping heart. One of the guides told us the trail was leech-free but my eyes kept a look-out anyway.  Hutan mana tak ada lintah!?

It was pretty much a pleasurable walk in the forest. After awhile you stopped hearing the river and all you heard was forest sounds. It was a hard track at times but I kept telling myself that the end was gonna be worth it. I prayed through our journey. It helped me draw my focus away from my overactive imagination.

The trail was steep at times and slippery and sometimes gross with leeches waving in the air, waiting for unsuspecting humans to leech on. We stumbled along, losing the path every so often, but we carried on. I got to thinking that if I was alone, I'd probably have turned back. Keeping my eyes glued to the ground, ears peeled, we marched on.

After about an hour and a half we heard water and quickened our pace. We could see the river up ahead and noticed a few other hikers who had reached before us. We settled further down stream and explored a little. The water was clear and there were little catchments where you could dunk in. I just wanted to rip my shoes off and cool my feet in the cool water. But we weren't at the best part yet.

We decided to move further up nearer the falls and it was a tough climb but we arrived at the foot of the falls where there was a deep pool you could swim in. It was amazing. The clear COLD water and the gushing stream. We couldn't wait to change and dive in!

The trip got me thinking about how much our life was like a hike to the falls. The journey is rough with muddy trails and strange sounds and insects just waiting to have a go at you. But with the right people walking with you, egging you on, and the idea of that clear cold waterfall waiting for you at the top, you've just gotta set your sights on what's ahead and press on. And when you think you've reached, there's almost always a few more rocks and boulders to climb over before you reach the Best Part.

Monday, May 27, 2013

Music Monday: Lucius

I recently came across Lucius and boy have I got a girl crush on Jess & Holly. :D

They harmonize soooo well together and the subtle guitar solos make my stomach flutter. I don't know why that happens but it just does.

Here's a video from "Go Home" It's not my most favourite from them but it's equally good. This video won "Best Animation" at the 4th annual Music Video Film Festival Band Battle in 2013.

Do check out some of their other songs and live sessions on YouTube. It gives me so much pleasure when I find new stuff to listen to...

Monday, May 13, 2013

Music Monday: Lord Huron

I absolutely loved the track from this video and after multiple attempts at Shazam ing, it finally registered!

So I bring you Lord Huron with Ghost on the Shore.

A Godly City

As I woke up this morning, I was excited to start the new week. I try not to give in to the Monday Blues and instead map out a wonderful week filled with work which I enjoy and fruitful time spent with loved ones. 

The drive to work was horrid as usual but as I drove into town, I noticed there were more cars than usual, the jam seemed bad for a Monday morning and as I passed by the beautiful Al-Bukhary Mosque, it dawned on me that it was May 13th. 

My mind began re-reading all the Facebook posts and articles I've read over the past week wondering if there was any sign of a possible unrest. What was causing this blasted jam? Was there a demonstration up ahead? I knew it was highly unlikely but one can't help but get paranoid some days. 

As I slowly drove passed the Mosque, a certain calm came over me. Talking to the Big Guy, I knew that I was safe in my own land. 

I tend to plot getaways and possible emergency scenarios in my head. Fastest way out of the office to my car, fastest route to get to my husband, fastest route home on foot etc...yes I should see someone about this paranoia. But every time I drive by a mosque, I know that if I chose to enter a mosque to seek refuge I wouldn't be turned away. Places of worship have always been called sanctuary and are known as places of refuge.

I want to believe that Malaysia has not lost its Godliness. I choose to believe in a country with Godly values, with people who practice and live out these values with righteousness.

So this May 13th, I said a special prayer for Malaysia, that no matter what nationality, creed or religion, racism will never be the cause of unrest. Racism has no place in a country with mixed marriages and people in a cacophony of colours. Race should continue being a contest of speed and not so much about a genetic stock. 

Today, I choose to forget any racial slurs thrown at me or anything racially offensive I've taken to heart. I hope my children will truly know Malaysia and not a race-based Malaysia.