Wandering aimlessly in the back lanes

It is a bloody humid Sunday. The stench of garbage and the swarm of flies makes the intense humidity unbearable. Sweat dripping from my forehead down to my neck, flowing endlessly. Drenched t-shirt, suffocating. The sight of the alley, refreshing but despite the shade, the weather is unkind to mortals. We walkabout, wandering aimlessly, unable […]

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Night strolls ~ a period of contemplation, clashes of thoughts

Night stroll. One of my favourites. A travel sensation, usually accompanied by fresh air and away from the bustling chaos of the traffic. I do love walking, feeling the adrenaline flowing through my body, sweat drenched and the taunts of my muscles pulling beyond endurance. Don’t see it as exercise, I am just a person […]

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Those working hard to make a living in Bangkok

Bangkok is a contradiction of social hierarchy, where the poor, the working class and the elites, toiling away in the heat, embracing luxury or merely doing nothing extraordinary. Hunger, homelessness and poverty exist, though I don’t see much improvement to the status quo, merely a compliance to the movement of society’s ignorance. ZashnainAn avid blogger, […]

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A journey to the Orang Asli Batek village by @alithelady

A friend, Ali, went to an Orang Asli village (indigenous people of Peninsula Malaysia). The community is called: Orang Asli Batek. Do check out her beautiful snapshots at: http://mzzainal-straten.blogspot.com/2012/01/humbling-visit.html     ZashnainAn avid blogger, twitterer and photojournalist, Zashnain Zainal suffers from an incurable addiction to social work, helping marginalised communities since 1989. Nowadays he travels from […]

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Random Rants » @bedlamfury

Towering heights of Kuala Lumpur, majestic, soar unsteadily like flagpoles, precipitous and sheer. Old feet, deserve the pavements. — A walk to the Orang Asli village ~ Like being embraced by time, bountiful, and by the merciful nature, protectively. — I view this realm, this world, with scepticism, how the wonders feed me too much, […]

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The Traveler: A Realm Without Borders?

I would love to travel the region, uninterrupted by the sour-faced immigration, corrupted customs and the need for passports. I would like to travel with just a backpack, my trustworthy watch and my cellphone. I would love to travel without the troublesome concept of borders. Imagine the world without borders. Imagine how we would feel with […]

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