The Death March

Is about 8am in the morning of 20 feb 2007. This road is infront of Cruel Angel's nest and its gonna lead him to some place 400Km away!! leaving with a 100tonne heart.!! cause he knows it will be years before he come back.

This is Cruel Angel's Nest a.k.a. Sandakan (The City of Nature), where he learn to walk, run, jump, ponteng, smoke, drink, curi ayam, kap lui and play ballzzz. It was also once known to be the place with the world's highest concentration of millionaires during high time of BalaKing. Not me ah.. I just cut grass only..

Those are not my car, I just wanna show the number plate of Sandakan is SS.. most of those car here are 4x4 cause of those poor road.. " Where has all those Balak money gone???"

The Sandakan Death Marches are the most infamous incident in series of events which resulted in the deaths of more than 6,000 Indon civilian slave and Allies P.O.W., held by the Nippon during World War 2. Of all the prisoners held at the camps, only about 6 survived the war. See!! told ya.. CA is tough cause he grow up tough!!

After all those Hongkie & West Msian cheat all de Balak money away, CA's nest is becoming a "old folks town".. as super hero like CA has to leave for greener pasture to earn a living. But luckily The Palm is back to save It... y0 y0 y0!! Felt like hugging those palm tree and kissing it.. This small town gotta spirit of CA.

This land is what is left for CA and his people after all those heartless DEVIL took all those balak money away.

This is CA home... although the house is old but it store thousand of meaningful memory for CA. He manage to save some money and buy an air-con for his family. Those heartless people who took all those balak money from CA's nest please give back to him.. he need it urgently!!!! If you dont pity him also pity those staying inside this old wooden house.

After 4 hours of journy and 250km away..

Kundasan was the terminus of the infamous Sandakan Death March... It is believed that almost 4,000 Indonesians, 1,381 Australians, and 641 British prisoners died at, or between, Sandakan and Ranau. Scary road ah!!! I have travel this road at least 4 times a year for the past 20yrs...

This is the town of Kundasan, is kinda village or mountain side town about 1300m from sea level. It is located just 6 kilometres away from Kinabalu National Park and is renowned for its vegetable market which is open seven days a week. It is the closest village to Mount Kinabalu and has a panoramic view of the Mountain. It is populated mainly by the native Dusun. Almost 100% shops are operated by locals.Beside the main road vegetables wholesalers can be found in a long row of wooden gerai. Bulk buyers come from all over the state of Sabah, Sarawak and even Brunei for the fresh harvest. Pick up trucks are seen laden fully with harvest from the farms nearby the valley and delivered to the stalls. Passing tourists and travellers also stop by the road for shopping at a good bargain. The stalls are open 7 days a week. Sometimes you can also see some leng lui buying stuff here.. kekeke!!

This 2 kids are kundasan native but they seems IN leii.. better dress than me!! Dont think because they are native they are naive.. they are rugged too.

Gunung Kinabalu is a prominent mountain in Southeast Asia. The mountain and its surroundings feature a huge variety of flora, and is one of the world’s most important biological sites.The main peak of the mountain (Low's Peak) can be relatively easily climbed by a person with a good physical condition, and requires no mountaineering equipment. Other peaks along the massif, however, require rock climbing skills.

I think this is Rose Cabin, my mum fav stop over for lunch for every trip.

This medal proof that I reach the top of the mountain once,, I think it was in form 4.. that was 12years ago and 25kg less. hehehe

6 hours after the journey start, it ended here in KK.

Kota Kinabalu, often simply known as K.K., is well known within Malaysia, and to an extent, internationally, as a tourism getaway and a major gateway into Sabah and Borneo.

After 2 days in KK, I left for KL.. this is the run way of KK international aiport.. Sad sad picture to look at.. is so empty..

The story begins in the land below the wind.
The mountains’ road seems like endless, cold wind seems like loveless, and It seems hopeless.
You can’t tell that the wind chimes never sounded, it was my exasperation.
My desert is far away from your present, there is no rain and my heart has become dry.
You are my snow in the desert. The snow never falls in the desert. I still wait for you to come.
Wearing your favourite white, it shows purity and your flawless love.
Your present in my heart brings the rain and transform sorrow into a poem.
De palm tree move by the wind, seems as if its waving, but you still far away.
Covered by time, the flower that you said would blossom has become emptiness.
Awakened from my dream, by the aircraft’s window with the bright sun shinning on my face.

My chances are as thin as the cloud and can’t withstand being torn by the aircraft’s wings.
I am going to a place few thousand miles away; your image is silent, black and white.

Perhaps a love so far apart shouldn’t exist in this silent generation.
I am going to the land beyond the desert, where will you be?
It’s hard to predict now and forever. I will use my whole life to wait.
Awaken by your voice; I search for you, but only get more empty hopes.