Dated: 2013 Mar 2 Sat
The Lagoon of Merang

Previous Unloads:

2013 Mar 2: The Lagoon of Merang

2012 Dec 31: The Band Has One Last Song to Play

2012 Dec 3: Degree Conferment in Dec

2012 Jun 23: To Bogor Again

2011 Oct 7: Southern Flight to Bogor

2011 Jul 20: Minding the Innocent Creatures

2011 Jun 20: Seeing the Birds in Medan

2011 Mar 5: A Hop to Chiang Mai University

2010 Apr 25: Receding From the Sea

2010 Mar 28: To the Bornean Land Below the Breeze

2010 Feb 28: On the Beach of Kijal

2010 Jan 17: To the Bornean Land of the Hornbill

2009 Nov 10: Dedicated to My Teacher, CheGu Ghazali Hanafiah

2009 Jul 25: A Bridge to Bayan Lepas

2009 Jul 16: UDM Maiden Degree Conferement

2009 Jul 1: The Tanjong at the Muara of Terengganu River

2008 Dec 28: The 2008 Year Event

2008 Aug 12: Kenyir Re-Visited

2008 Aug 08: Taken to the Memory Lane - UKM 1970 in 2008

2008 Jun: Bukit Besar - The Last Bastion

2008 May: An Old Man and the Sea

2008 Apr: Drifted from the Past

2007 Nov: Ke Tepian Sang Seluang Melaut

2007 Mar: Duku - The Fruit of Terengganu

2006 Oct: The Faces of Ramadan

2006 Aug: Convocation UKM #34 2006

2006 Jun: Bidong Revisited

2006 May: Kenyir, Here I Come

2005 Nov: Jalan Hale Revisited

2005 Apr: In the Backyard (and Frontyard)

2005 Jan: Seri Puteri Eventually Visited

2005 Jan: SAS Re-Revisited

2004 Jul: In the Heart of Two Cities

2004 May: Cameron Highland Revisited

2003 Nov: Reunion of Class of 66

2002 Sep: A Consequential Events from Feb 2002

2001 Dec: Digging Deep Into the Root: SKBT Revisited

2001 Jul: 29th Covocation of UKM

2000 Dec: Just An Unlucky Day

2000 Jul: A MiniReunion of Class of 66

1999 Dec: Study Tour to Taiwan

1999 Sep 23: A Week on Leave

1999 Sep: The Officiation of Smart Technology Centre, UKM

1998 Apr MOU and Launching of Chito-Chem (M) Sdn Bhd

1997 Dec: Rally Nationwide Vision

1995 Dec: SAS Revisited

1994 May: First Asia Pacific Chitin and Chitosan Symposium (APCCS)

1991 Aug: Study tour to Medan, Indonesia

1991 May: A Visit to Langkawi, the Land of Mahsuri

A house that was a home in Mengabang Panjang that refuses to fall. The coconut trees the house owner planted when he was a lad had even been cut down. The house is an icon of once upon a time, life in Mengabang Panjang was a happy natural life, which modern time dwellers percieved as a tale in a neverland, but could only dream a taste of it.

Driving, after Batu Rakit (where Azizah was born, and then raised in Paya Datu), it is Pengkalan Atap, then Pagar Besi, Mengabang Bakong, Mengabang Panjang, Ru Tapai, and finally Merang, among few places my mother took me to when I was a child. She was born in Mengabang Panjang, and grew up as an orphan in Mengabang Telong until she was married to my father, and since then moved to Pengkalan Arang, where I was born. All were fishermen land-residential of their heavens. Bidong and Rxdang, before the 'development' era.

At Merang T-junction, straight on is to the Lagoon. To the left is to Penarik. The drive from Merang to Penarik is almost a copy of a drive from Batu Rakit to Merang, only that to Penarik it is a bit further. Merang and Penarik are identical twins, like that of Bidong island (Bidong Laut) and Bidong hill (Bidong Darat). There is a folk tale of the two identical peaks of Bidong Laut and Bidong Darat, but it's too folkloric to tell.

Merang used to be very rich in coastal life in the 60-s, and obviously before, but never flourished on the civilisation scale, because of the lack of logistic, which reached only Batu Rakit from Kuala Terengganu. And to date it is just a sleezy, breezy, occasionally very windy residential area of a beach-life, ironically, with a tag of rocketing cost of living. But that configuration of social variables had made the 'indigeneous' live on a leisurely happiness. Almost in presureless vacuum, seiving the incomers. The beach of Merang is less attracted than the beach of Tok Jembal, or Ketapang, or even Pengkalan Maras. But the lagoon is superb. Never dried-up even in hot season, or tsunamic in monsoon season. The water, salty though, is always calm and cool. Before it was snatched off.