Oong Hak Ching

 My Real Home I used to think home was a house. A place with walls, a roof, and food waiting in the kitchen. But as a boy in Kampung Kebakat, I learned otherwise. Our home was a baloh, a paddy storage hut, with no door to call our own, no floor of cement—just earth under our feet and the sky watching over us. There was no comfort, only survival. No toys, just stones and rubber seeds. No feast, only ten cents to divide between fried noodles and syrup ice. And yet, I carried something deeper inside me. I carried home within. It was not built with wood or nails. It was made of quiet strength. Of walking through mud barefoot to a school like a goat shed. Of learning to go hungry without complaint. Of watching, listening, and understanding in silence.  Home was not where I lived. It was who I became. Even now, I know that my true home has always been inside me. It lives in my memories, my endurance, my heart that still remembers the smell of slate and the taste of that tiny piece o...

 They Came to Rest The ruff by the river, the duck at the door— neither sought a home, nor hoped for more. They did not come to rule or roam, but to find a moment of peace— a quiet breath in a world that never stops. No nest, no claim, no cry— just rest. And in that stillness, isn't there something we too long for?

 Hari ini makan tapai ubi kayu. Rasa sedap dan enak. Masam masam manis. Ramai orang membeli kuih di pasar sumayyah. Beli apa yang ada.  Kedai makan belum dibuka. Kedai Muji di Bandar Bentara atau Tumpat Baru masih tertutup. Begitu juga Kedai Nasi Ayam Zaki. 

 Hari ini cuaca sangat panas. Hari anak bulan atau hari orang cina small and making veggies. Makan sayur biasa nya makan tahu atau bean curds. Saya kadangkala makan sayur dengan masak Mamee Veggies. Jarang jarang makan mamee okay lah bukan setiap hari.  Kehidupan saya di Sri Bayu bertambah pulih. Sekarang Jalan ke Kg Tujuh sudah boleh dilalui. Ini bermakna boleh pergi membeli blah di pasar KADA.  Cuaca panas begini menyebabkab aku merasa letih. Banyak berehat. 

 Serene blues, lush greens, golden sunsets, and earthy tones blend with soft waves and leaf patterns, capturing Taman Sri Bayu’s natural beauty. Lautan biru , hijau subur, matahari terbenam keemasan, dan tona bumi bersatu dengan ombak lembut serta corak daun, menggambarkan keindahan Taman Sri Bayu.

 A Choice Beyond Survival Every day, she crosses the road, leaving the safety of the riverbank to come to my house. It is not the easiest path. It is not the safest. If she only wanted food, she could find plenty in the lake, where danger is less. But still, she comes. I do not know why. Perhaps she senses something beyond survival. Perhaps she feels safe here, even with the risks. But the world does not see her as I do. To them, she is just a duck, one they would rather catch than understand. And yet, she keeps coming back.

 Proses pembinaan semula Jalan ke Kampong Tujoh berjalan lancar. Jalan belum siap tapi boleh di lalui. Tapi perlu hati hati. Kalau ada perkara penting boleh lah guna.