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What Heritage?

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Ignorance may be a misfortune, albeit a voluntary one, but vandals are a curse on the land no matter who they are or whatever their name. By their words and by their deeds they have blotted our landscape and despoiled our land, and now on a pile of rubble they are standing triumphant on the remains of what used to be a row of fine shop houses in Kedai Payang.

Read more at: Kecek-Kecek – Earth-Trembling Barbarism

One after another, modernism ‘triumph’ against heritage, in the land of Trengganu.

Soulless buildings become more an outpost of decadence and corruption (mind and wealth) — and we weep.

Terengganu: From “Where Nature Embraces Heritage” to “The Government Embarrasses Nature and Heritage”

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Terengganu’s Heritage Demolition Department at work — destroying 100-year-old building:

Masjid Raja Chendering — Gone.

Masjid Raja Chendering

“I am not aware of the history behind Masjid Raja.”

— Datuk Shaikh Harun Shaikh Ismail, Terengganu State Religious Affairs Department Commissioner.

[Link: Kecek-Kecek – Heritage Is Just Some Dead Wood]

Masjid Raja Bukit Besar — Gone.

Masjid Raja Bukit Besar

Masjid Raja Bukit Besar

Another mosque bites the dust under orders from Terengganu’s Heritage Demolition Department; a tree weeps in grief; and the wind sweeps away another piece of history.

[Link: Kecek-Kecek – Old Mosque Bites the Dust II]

Kedai Payang, Jalan Bandar & Jalan Banggol — In progress.

Kedai Payang

I heard in disbelief recently when the present Menteri Besar of Terengganu say – with some exasperation – to a bemused audience in London’s Malaysia Hall that their toughest task is to change the minda of the people. It’s kinda cute isn’t it that people who seem to be the least possessed of such minda are now ruining and burning our cities in Malaysia with the kitsch of their desires and telling us without the slightest hint of irony that they – they – are the saviours of our soul. And what is minda for them if not money?

The curse of Terengganu is that it has too much money and too little people. No, it is not underpopulated, but the people who govern us are dwarves, little people with big delusions of grandeur.

They have already destroyed most of our heritage; they have razed down Kampung Datuk Amar to build an ersatz Ottoman market, and they have pulled down two old mosques that were parts of our glorious history. All in the name of minda, I dare say.

[Link: Kecek-Kecek – Mabuk Kepayang]

Terengganu: From “Where Nature Embraces Heritage” to “The Government Embarrasses Nature and Heritage”!

Link:

  1. Al-Masjid
  2. Warisan Trengganu
  3. Alam Akademik

The December Literati, The Lips [He] Tastes, The Auburn Neko and The Cheap Joint

Thank you for this bitter knowledge
Guardian angels who left me stranded
It was worth it, feeling abandoned
Makes one hardened but what has happened to love

Someone :) wrote this in Last.fm journal. (Oh yeah, I’m totally stalking her. Not.)

[…]

He gives his thanks, feels abandoned, looks at stars, vanishes into powder, suffers paranoia, bitter disappointment. My eyes close and I see a broken man with his back to Medusa, wanting nothing else but to turn back and look into her Gorgon eyes, over and over and over again, wanting to forget, choosing to throw it all away.

Only he doesn’t.

What has happened to love.

It’s repeated, but only as undertones. Not in the forefront, it isn’t a question burning with curiousity, sung with sparkling passion. It’s delivered with poignant echo, as if the answer, if it exists, isn’t really sought after at this point.

Go, or go ahead and surprise me. Say you’ve lead the way to a mirage.

When you’re on the edge, nothing’ll do the trick anymore.
What do you do when you’ve been lead to a mirage?
You drop your guide. You turn around.

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“Readings” December at Seksan was crowded with Awang Goneng a.k.a Wan A. Hulaimi fans (me included). I enjoyed the littoral sea creature shorts from Dina Zaman (with her parent). Patrick Teoh can-I-say-fuck?-I’ll-say-that-again-FUCK! read the column snippet from The Edge Daily — poking fun at the Malaysian Malaise, and truly, saying what is truth out of principle is such a bitch, niamah! — and talking about leaking rooftops in Putrajaya as I stand nearby a plate of stencil print that parodied the incident:

[Picture of Perdana Putra]
Got a rooftop leak?
Call 1-800-idunno

Ah, the irony.

Sharon Bakar preceded with a reading of an intro out of Awang Goneng’s Growing Up in Trengganu (GUiT) before the author took his seat. As he seat, he spoke of memories and recollections, rhythms and forms, nascent phonetization, and of course the idyllic Trengganu — T[e]rengganu that used to be. I can almost hear the susurration of the monsoon wind as vivid as the flickering DSLR and PS flash of the literati. The recital of the Arabic verses was heart warming and as AG said, it brought tears to the eyes and soul.

Amir Hafizi is the shit. This mofo having an autophilia-cum-autofellatio moment (a quickie, real quick) as he ejaculated to Jackie Chan crotch, lesbian, sex, gym, BMI, obesity, gigolo, prostitution, ass, tits and boo boo kitty fuck. Yes, he’s the Ω Malay α Male. Got to lap up to his shit, non-scatological that is.

Patrick TeohAmir HafiziA. Samad Said

Here’s Patrick Teoh, Amir Hafizi and A. Samad Said.

Irmy NatasyaLiyannaJane Doe

And Irmy Natasya, Liyana Yusof and Jane “Comel” Doe.

The Seksan Literati really love ’em DSLR and PS: Irmy Natasya (Natinski) with her Nikon D40, Liyana Yusof (Dizzyfirefly) with her Nikon Coolpix P5000; and a girl that frequently got molested with Sufian Abas‘s Fujifilm FinePix S5 Pro. Oh, that’s all Suf flickr set by the way. Credits to his highly saturated post-processing on Adobe Photoshop CS3. And there’s more! The one with her Canon EOS 350D/Digital Rebel XT and a resident photographer (perhaps) with her Nikon D2X. And Panasonic’s Lumix. And Sony HDR-CX7 too, cool camcorder, might replace my old JVC with that one.

It’s a Seksan’s camera obscura picturesque kodak moment!

In retrospect, I should have bring along my Canon EOS 40D. Those Canon EF 28-300mm f/3.5-5.6 L IS USM lens would make such a good topic of the conversation, if I ever own one.

Click! Click! Click! 6.5 fps baby!

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She got her red lips tasted and the hair dyed red. Good.

What has happened to love.

Sans me. [S]ad.

Go, or go ahead and surprise me. Say you’ve lead the way to a mirage.

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Countdown to New Year 2008

I’m off to “this one simple cheap but surprisingly lovely restaurant at the top of a hill.”

With some company.

Or just one.

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I really need that 3 month bonus so I can buy an Apple MacBook Pro after Steve Jobs’s keynote address at Macworld Expo 2008. Hopefully the new Intel’s Penryn processors [Intel® 45nm high-k (Hi-k) metal gate silicon technology with 45nm architecture] would be ready for the January upgrade.

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UPDATE:

Bibliobibuli – Readings Gets Respectable … Well Almost

Madcap Machinist – Jasmine at Seksan’s

Growing Up in T(e)rengganu

“Awang Goneng does with words what Lat did with pictures.”
–Dr. Annabel Teh Gallop, Head of the South and Southeast Asia section, British Library, London.

Awang Goneng - Growing up in Trengganu

The book has been my top secret project this year, and even my better half Kak Teh only knew about it when the editing work was nearly done. My regular readers will know that Growing Up has been a regular and eccentric feature in my blog and if numbers are to be believed, the series has gone through many hundred thousand parts. But fear not, it is not coming out in many volumes but in just one small collection with cover design by a talented lady in Ireland, published by a small but reputable (and no doubt talented) publishing house in Singapore, and a cartoon of me on the writer’s bio page was drawn by a talented but no small cartoonist called Lat; and it is even embellished with photographs sent in by readers from as far away as New York and Canada. I am, needless to say, over the moon.

[Source: Kecek-Kecek – On Trengganuspeak and the Spirit of Trengganu]

The blook (book from blog) is what The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy does to AngkaSawan (Epileptic Figures) as what it does to the Ganu(s). Appreciating humour with philosophical elements, knitted with ‘foreign’ dialects (thank you Babel Fish) and immersing in nonchalant culture without the needs of a towel, unless you’re at the beach.

Just what I need now — books and towel — at Pulau Perhentian.

Ciao.