I have been hearing the police siren wailing by every hour or so since last night. I am guessing something big is brewing at KL. My place faces the Jalan Kuching main road, which leads to the KL city. I can hear ambulance, lorries and police cars very clearly, much so at night. Yup, noise pollution is very high at the place I stay.
Today is saturday, and it has become a fashion to demonstrate on saturdays. Tommorow is the nomination day, not likely that these few days will be a quiet and peaceful day. So, I usually stay away from KL on weekends. I still din see any news yet online.
The Fong Po Kuan fiasco is quite disappointing actually. Another political tactic to gain sympathy votes ? Why politicians are so predictable one ? This is like a kid throwing tantrums, gaining attention, playing hide-and-seek -- very immature behaviour, if u ask me. I'd rather they use their energy to do more things for the rakyat.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Ever got stuck in a lift ?
Yesterday, I had a big scare of my life.
I have been staying at high-rise buildings for at least 5 years. Maybe I was lucky, but I never got trapped in a lift before or heard friends got stuck in lift before. So it seemed like a very far-fetched thing that only happens in movies. But, there is a first time for everything... i guess
I was making my way to the lift, and then there I saw the dustbin was obstructing the entrance to the middle lift. There are three lifts in the place I stay. "Must be someone's prank" - I thought. So I moved the dustbin back to its original place, being a civic-minded citizen that I am.
"Ding" .... finally the lift came, and the lift in the middle opened. After moving a few floors down, the lift suddenly jerked to a stop, as it something stuck in its path. My heart almost stopped too. I looked up - it was 18th floor. At that moment, what flashed through my mind was... " no one would survive a 18 floor drop". My hands and heart felt chilly. I was alone in the lift. I dunno if it would felt better if there was someone else.
I frozed for dunno how long, holding my breath, and half expecting the lift to succumb to gravity any time. Then, I regain my senses and pushed the emergency button. I was so so relieve to hear a voice coming through... you have no idea how relief that was.
"Lif berhenti la..." i meekly said.
"Block mana - lif mana ? " the guard asks
I was so shaken at that time, that I couldnt recall which lift it was. Shouldn't their system know the intercom is coming from which lift ?
While I was trying hard to recall, the lift starting moving again.
" Lif jalan dah" I told him. Then all was quiet. I looked up, it was at 15th floor. I quickly press the 13th floor and hopped out soonest possible. I was so shaken that my knees felt weak.
Later I complained to the guards about the incident, and why they did not ward off the lift.
Lesson learnt : Next time I see a dustbin obstructing the lift door, maybe it means that the lift should not be use. I wont try to be busybody.
I have been staying at high-rise buildings for at least 5 years. Maybe I was lucky, but I never got trapped in a lift before or heard friends got stuck in lift before. So it seemed like a very far-fetched thing that only happens in movies. But, there is a first time for everything... i guess
I was making my way to the lift, and then there I saw the dustbin was obstructing the entrance to the middle lift. There are three lifts in the place I stay. "Must be someone's prank" - I thought. So I moved the dustbin back to its original place, being a civic-minded citizen that I am.
"Ding" .... finally the lift came, and the lift in the middle opened. After moving a few floors down, the lift suddenly jerked to a stop, as it something stuck in its path. My heart almost stopped too. I looked up - it was 18th floor. At that moment, what flashed through my mind was... " no one would survive a 18 floor drop". My hands and heart felt chilly. I was alone in the lift. I dunno if it would felt better if there was someone else.
I frozed for dunno how long, holding my breath, and half expecting the lift to succumb to gravity any time. Then, I regain my senses and pushed the emergency button. I was so so relieve to hear a voice coming through... you have no idea how relief that was.
"Lif berhenti la..." i meekly said.
"Block mana - lif mana ? " the guard asks
I was so shaken at that time, that I couldnt recall which lift it was. Shouldn't their system know the intercom is coming from which lift ?
While I was trying hard to recall, the lift starting moving again.
" Lif jalan dah" I told him. Then all was quiet. I looked up, it was at 15th floor. I quickly press the 13th floor and hopped out soonest possible. I was so shaken that my knees felt weak.
Later I complained to the guards about the incident, and why they did not ward off the lift.
Lesson learnt : Next time I see a dustbin obstructing the lift door, maybe it means that the lift should not be use. I wont try to be busybody.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Fickle Minded ?
Not very wise.... i would say, for our PM to have to eat his own words in a matter of hours. Its like slapping your own face.
Could it be our PM can't make up his mind about elections matter ? Or just wonder if someone else was twisting his elbow.
Do you sense any winds of change ?
Could it be our PM can't make up his mind about elections matter ? Or just wonder if someone else was twisting his elbow.
Do you sense any winds of change ?
