The Salt Trail – I grew up listening to my mother talking about it. Her story of how she as a child had to tag along behind her parents and a group of others to walk for days from her remote village in the far corner of Tambunan all the way to Tamparuli on the West coast of Sabah just to buy salt. It never failed to fascinate me every time. She told me how she would usually be assigned…
I first heard about a place called Belaga in Sarawak when I was still at the university. I happened to have quite a number of friends from Sarawak and some of them were from this little town in the far corner of the biggest state in Malaysia. I’d listen to them talking about their life, particularly while they were at a boarding school called SMK Belaga where they met up with other students that hailed from all corners of this very…
Sometimes the best lessons come from the worse of situations. I actually got involved in a little bit of accident not so long time ago. I was driving back home after sending my friend to his hotel on the other side of the city. I was a lil bit drunk, but I was doing alright. It was 4 in the morning so I guess it was more of sleepiness than alcohol intoxication that made it happen. To make stories short,…