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The blogg is a journal/diary that is part of an ongoing process spanning over thrity years of soul searching. It covers a life spent including 30 odd years in Malaysia, 21 years in The USA and 3 years spent in Japan. It is also a Global research paper at the human level.
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|A thick black soffee and some cream crackers. Our breakfast foir the day.|
What could a man ask for more in life. During the fruit season Langsat and duku, rambutans and tampoi, ar found all around his home. Chickens run all over the yard eggs are readily available and to top it all more than ample supply of fresh mineral water fron the ground. Poverty is only a perception of a blind heart.
|"Alam Ghaib" - Supernatural Landscape.|
In neither going too far to the left nor too far to the right we walk the Middle path and like water simply flow along seeking the path of least resistance to move forward. As water is one of the most pervasive element in the universe, it will penetrate its way through any resistance in time as so can man. Water will stand still only when meeting a formidable resistance like a dam, however over time even a dam breaks through.
“Knowing others is intelligence;
knowing yourself is true wisdom.
Mastering others is strength;
mastering yourself is true power.”
― Lao Tzu,
|It has been over ten years now that i have been hanging out at this location of the Malay Fisherman's Huts located off the Lim Chong Yu Highway. This is one of my 'Ports' as the 'Boys' would call it. On hot and humid days when it would be too much to bear at the house, I would escape to this place and do whatever that I do.|
|A few days ago the Maritime police raided this whole area in a full scale operation against drug trafficking and abuse which is one of the features of this area's community activity, mostly Ganja and a drink called Ketum or as locally called 'Biak'. Both are to me harmless if not medicinal if used within limits and has been in use for as long as i can remember in my life. It is sad that the law and enforcement agency has no better activity to handle than harass a handful of people whose only form of escape from the pressures of life is indulging in getting stoned or high with the use of a natural stimulant such as Marijuana and the Ketum leaf.|
|This is the Malay section of the Fishing Community along the coastal areas of Penang itself and most of the fishermen are from the nearby low cost housing of the Jelutong area has been fishing most of their lives. Fishing is a very tough life especially in and around the Island of Penang where competition with the Chinese fishermen is just one of the obstacles to be dealt with. The fishing is more often slim in catch as the sea around the Island is highly polluted. The fishermen has to go far out to sea to make any good catch. The rise in fuel cost and the lack of any government funding or support makes fishing here a costly venture. Most of these fishermen do other odd jobs along with their fishing activity.|
|There is no fresh water supply to this small community and water for any purposes has to be carted in from nearby low cost housing. Most of the makeshift huts that stands tall in the mud and sea water are in deplorable state some are about to slide off into the deep. But having been a frequent visitor to the community I feel a great sense of pride among its residents in keeping the place afloat despite the odds mounting against it.|
|It is sad to watch the slow death of a way of life of a community that had survived for so long. It is like witnessing the last throws of a dying sea bass. There is very little that can be done about the fate of these fishermen and their way of life and I sincerely hope that the Penang State Government will be able to find an amicable solution to this situation.|
|As modernization creeps up from nearby areas the fishing community is slowly pushed further out into the sea, in a way this is symbolic of the fate of the Malays of Penang in general. Whose fault is it? Don't ask!|
|Man will do whatever it takes to make a living and hold on to whatever sense of pride that is still left within himself to make sure that he is occupied with a worthwhile vocation in life. What happens when all these are taken away from him? It is only for God and time to tell and in the meantime, the life of the Malay Fishermen in this community hangs at the end of the fishhook.|
|He walks with a precarious sense of pride as he watches the tide goes in and out.|
|Major (Retired) Zakaria Amantasha is the man responsible for the establishment of SRI LOVELY organic Farm at Kampung Lintang, Sik Kedah in Malaysia. He is one of a kind 'Power House' of service and dedication to the small community of the Belantik, Sik area in Organic Rice planting.|
|Through his years of services as an army officer he has spent at times months in the tropical jungle where he learned to survive with bare minimum of necessities. Here he share his knowledge of how to construct a tatch roof from a king of palm leaf.|
|Known as 'The captain', the major got together all the land owners aroung Lintang and converted the rice plots that were not put to use into and organic rice growing facility.He created the Belantik Corporation which has 32 acres of land in total at the foothills of Kampung Lintang, locacated some 3 kilometers from the small town of Belantik.|
|Kampung Lintang sits n a valley at the foothills where the jungle begins. by making sure that the land is free from any form of chemical fertilizers and pesticides, the project has seen a growing number of wild animals, birds and fishes returning to the area. I am a witness to this change after having been involved here for the past five years.|
|The captain is a rlentless worker who knows no time od day or night and he is never found idle and always full of ideas on how to overcome any form of hurdle that lay in his way. A Millitary Commander at one time in Kosovo, the captain is a rough tough kind of guy who takes no nonsense when imparting knowledge to his students.|
|Captain Zakaria is very highly regard among the professors and government officials involve if farming around the country and his advice is sought after from far and near as he travels to many countries in and outside of Malaysia to give talks and guidance on organic padi cultivation|
|The dinner table has grown a whole lot longer as the crowd grows. Every word spoken is being translated into various languages according to who is present.|
|It has become a mixture of culture in the field as you see a fully hijab sister chatting away with a loosely dressed Westerners.|
|What's the definition of a farmer, he asked. He is the man outstanding in his field I said.|
|I do my part sharing my Art work with the local boys.|
|Getting Art lessons while relaxing after dinner.|
|Art being executed out in the wild.|