My job required me to travel to the east coast recently, to Kuantan to be exact. It is a town that is so nostalgic to me, as it is the town that I had spent two years of my life trying to pursue for – well, to put it simply – a better life. Coming to Kuantan at the young age of 16 – alone, because my family couldn’t afford to come with me – it was my very first…
After months of lazy reading, I finally managed to make it to the final page of The Two-Year Mountain, a book that I bought at Kinokuniya of KLCC for RM53.95. To tell the truth, I find it quite difficult for me to stay reading – not only this book but other books too – and my mind will start going to somewhere else if I’ve been on a book for more than, say, 15 minutes. In fact the only time…
The ferry did one or two stops before it arrived at Air Batang Chalet or ABC as it is fondly called by the locals. Now the reason I chose to come to ABC instead of other beaches is that – I wanted something that was laid back and not so crowded but not too silent either. ABC was a perfect choice because it is a real village and people are so kind and friendly and it is not heavily riddled…