



I'm Lovin It!!!!








Early morning is the best time to ride the waves in Bali. Kuta is said for the beginners. Pros go to Uluwatu. While I was there recently, a surf tournament was going on at the beach... and I took the opportunity to snap some pictures.
Tanah Lot is a must-go place in Bali. Yes, too many tourist kind be very distracting. But the whole view is just breathtaking. Above photo with four men, guarding the temple in Tanah Lot. This is my favorite picture to date. I think it could actually qualify for National Geographic - haha!
Journety from Kuta to Tanah Lot takes around 45 minute. Our friend, Putu was kind enough to be our 'driver' for the day. To enter Tanah Lot, you have to pay 75,000 Rupiah.
The brick gate welcoming us in, is like a door to several more temples. But the best is definitely the one stood on a little island. Under it, there was like somekind of spring water coming out from the hill ...known as 'Holy Water'. Hindu devotees brought gift for the priest and as an exchange, the holy water to bring home.
A structure where visitors can rest. I'm amazed by the Balinese' attention to detail. Inside out.
I walked far off the tourist site and met up with a soft spoken boy by the sea. He collects oysters when the tide is low.


Several views of the infamous temple in Tanah Lot.

























I was given the privilege to go backstage at this year’s AIM. I took the opportunity to bring my camera along and here are some of the shots that I gotten. Some were used in GLAM.





This boy wandered aimlessly, hoping to sell off his fancy trinkets to the tourist. After a long day of walking, he took a rest at the sidewalk. When asked to pose for a picture, he did it with glee.
As I was lounging around the beach front area, a street seller caught my eyes. She was busy mixing some sort of noodles plus vegies. I didn't dare to try some. Maybe on the next trip?
It could be fatal if you're not careful. What seems like Coke, were actually bottled gasolines. These were sold like drinks! ...I should have asked for the price of each. *Damn*
My girlfriend craved for a nutella and banana waffle. So we stopped by at this stall which was run by a Bangladeshi immigrant. Out of the blue he asked, "Dari Malaysia?" We were pleasantly suprised to meet a Malay speaking in Phuket. After a short conversation, I had learnt that about 20 years ago he used to work in Malaysia and now settling for good in Thailand. "Life's full of suprises. You'll just never know where it'll one day lead you..." he later added.
This photo was taken at a street where gay hustlers and tranvestives roamed freely. It was an awful sight to see men in underwear randomly picking up other men on the streets. And this particular she-male danced in front of my camera without being asked, shamelessly pointing out that she wanted to be photographed. What striked me was her stunning beauty, even if its obviously plastic and unnatural.
I'm guessing, in this part of the world, only in Phuket you can find pole dancers strutting their stuff at the side of a road. These girls were trying to entice passers by with sexual gestures - which is a universal language here. For a smooth and easy 'transactions', the girls were numbered.
As an avid cyclist myself, I've been a faithful spectator of Le Tour De Langkawi since 2000. Pictured here are the winners of 2009, Jose Serpa and Mattia Gavazzi. But I'm a bit upset towards the Malaysian road cycling team as they never seem to improve - knowing that LTDL was established since 1996. Are our cyclist lacking of training and experience, or are we just not good enough?
If the Batu Caves temple has servants, then this man might be one of them. Looking holy and yet possesed, this monk was obviously in trance. He chanted prayers while giving his blessings to the passers by.
Carrying a Kavadhi during Thaipusam represents an act of sin cleansing. And this man were one of the hopefuls.
Together with the father, this Indian boy participated in the head shaving ceremony. It is their belief that such manner is sacredly blessed by the Hindu God.
With all her might! This huge Indian woman walked towards the stairways of Batu Caves temple while balancing a silver pot placed on top of her head.

These are some of the photos that I took during a photography session at KLPAC with Zamrud. Evon the model became our subject and I've learnt a trick or two on how to achieve the right angle and lighting. But then again, it's just for fun.
This visual of an old 'Kapcai' parked in front of this ancient looking hair cut parlour never fails to evoke a rush of nostalgia. Even if I grew up in Ipoh, but I'll always call Tapah Road as my home. No matter where life might take me, I vow to always stay grounded. Always a kampung boy at heart.
This is the only old bridge that still exist which links between two villages in Tapah Road. Made of metal, it is also a favorite playground for the kampung boys, particularly to jump off into the Batang Padang river flowing down below.
These two little rascals are two of my favorite nephews. Both have stark resemblence of me. And at dark times, Mehail and Kunanai are like sunshines... their innocence are like a reminder to me about how life is supposed to be - happiness!