I’m going home.
I am not an antique lover or a conservation activist who protect those artifacts and human civilization ruins .Neither i am an anti-modernization.
We cannot stop a city to grow but there’s a limit for it. Doesnt matter how important that development means to the residents , it doesnt have to forget and eradicate the old ones.
I think i got to back this Aidilfitri , to see the last of old building blocks in Jalan Post Office Lama and at the riverside of Kota Bharu before it flattened to make way for a new Mall. ( Don’t we have enough of Malls ??)
For some Kay Bees, they might like those high rise new complex towering in the city skyline..but for me..what i really miss is the charm of the good old KB..the smell of fresh east-coast breeze in the morning and idle sunset moment at Tambatan DIraja.
Or maybe i just finding some excuse to go home this Aidilfitri…
Enough said.
(all photos are taken from raykinzoku.fotopages.com)
“Home”- Michael Buble ( Video are taken from Youtube.com)
Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm
May be surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that
Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home
Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home
And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
‘Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me
Another winter day has come
And gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home


September 28th, 2008 at 4:02 am
All writers are vain, selfish and lazy, and at the very bottom of their motives lies a mystery. Writing a book is a long, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand.GeorgeOrwellGeorge Orwell, “Why I Write”
September 28th, 2008 at 1:22 pm
No one lies so boldly as the man who is indignant.FriedrichWilhelmNietzscheFriedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche
September 28th, 2008 at 10:55 pm
A Poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom.RobertFrostRobert Frost
September 29th, 2008 at 5:32 pm
The stuff of which the world of our experience is composed is, in my belief, neither mind nor matter, but something more primitive than either. Both mind ands matter seem to be composite, and the stuff of which they are compounded lies in a sense between the two, in a sense above them both, like a common ancestor.BertrandArthurWilliamRussellBertrand Arthur William Russell, 1872-1970
September 30th, 2008 at 3:17 am
As long as people will accept crap, it will be financially profitable to dispense it.DickCavettDick Cavett
November 15th, 2008 at 5:44 am
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