Thursday 2 March 2017

6] IN KUALA LUMPUR



6] IN KUALA LUMPUR



Jasbir Singh drives us all the way down from the gate of First World Hotel, Genting Highland to Kuala Lumpur city, some 18 km stretch, maneuvering skillfully the dangerous curves.“ What are those sand and gravel- filled lanes for?” I ask. “They are ‘escape ramps. These emergency ramps enable vehicles, especially the heavy ones, that having braking problems to safely stop, the deep gravel reduces the momentum of the vehicles in a controlled and relatively harmless manner, so the driver can stop safely,” says Jasbir.  The first thing that comes to mind when you drive through Singapore and Malaysia, is the traffic discipline – not a single honking or lane – cutting and the traffic moves smoothly. Again the cleanliness! A lot of construction is going on, for which barricades in form of huge wooden planks lining the roads and constructions / repairs are carried out inside and nothing – dirt, mud, debris, rubble, etc. doesn’t come on the road and everything moves smoothly. As we drive down (or rather being driven in car) the steep, winding slopes, absorbing the scenic beauty and listening to the Punjabi songs, we see the dense and lush vegetation all the way. The drizzle has enhanced the effect. However, the best way is to skip the drive and hop on the gondola lift (Genting Skyway). Nevertheless zooming down the road is an incredible journey and unforgettable experience, when you not only experience the architectural wonders of this road, but also the wonders of Mother Nature – the beauty of the mountains and valleys as its backdrop and the road designed with a tremendous amount of curves. Time and again, you would want to look in the rear view mirror or even turn your neck full circle to view from the rear window of the car to experience this wonder. At a minimum, this road will take you 50 minutes to navigate, so tell us Jasbir. I shoot this video of 25 minutes or so of this drive.  You may try URL Video on the following link.
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"साभजि यहाँ मलेसियामे हम सारे बिलकुल  तालमेलसे  और  आपसमे मधुर संभंधसे  रहते है। मलया लोग, भारतीय , चाईनीज  और सारे।  ये मलेशियन  बहुत  स्नेहशील, शिथिल और तनाव मुक्त स्वाभावके लोग है। मलेशिया  के ११ प्रांत  - स्टेटस  ओर  २  संघीय यानि केंद्रशासित  जैसे कुआलालंपुर और पुत्राजया।  भिन्ता देखो - गगनचुमी स्काय स्केपर्स  और सुन्दर छोटे माकन - ऊँचे ऊँचे  पर्वत  और घाटी और जंजाल बस्ती। "
 


[“Sabji, here in Malaysia, we all live together in peace and harmony- Malaya, Indians, Chinese and many others. Sabji, you will find these Malasian very relaxed, warm and friendly. Malaysia, is also diverse as its culture, with 11 states and 2 federal territories, Kuala Lumpur Putrajaya. There are towering skyscrapers looking down upon wooden houses. Rugged mountains reaching for the skies and rainforest clad slopes sweep down the valleys teaming with forest life.” (It may not be the exact translation of what he said but gist of it.)]

In hour and half hour's drive we have come straight  to Jaipur Mahel  Hotel, Rajasthani hotel, for  nice buffet lunch. Whether it is tasty food, our hunger or the interiors and the décor of the hotel, I do not know, but eat well.










It is for the last time we meet Jasbir Singh. We thank him for taking good care of us, doing our checking in at First World Genting, being good guide and finally driving us safely and bringing us to Jaipur Mahel. After lunch Sherry, who had left at the foot of Genting Highlands, is back again. He takes us to our hotel Grand Seasons. He informs us that someone else would come to pick us for our scheduled Putrajaya Tour at 4.00 pm. We check in. It’s almost 2 pm. We have two hours on our hand. We go straight to our room on the 14th floor. I take these shots: 







 

While I am it… my wife has a better idea… hits the deck and fast asleep!



We wait in the lobby for the pick- up for Putrajaya tour. It’s 5…now it’s 6pm. We wait .wait and wait. I try to call the tour co-ordinators. Mr. Vikas Sharma doesn’t respond.   Someone answers on Mr. Sandeep’s phone and informs me that Sandeep has gone to India and Vikas is out. Putrajaya is shifted for the morrow. No one will come for dinner. I inform my daughter, who takes the matter with Mr. Prakash of Get Out Holidays.  He sent me this msg: I have already raised this issues strongly and they apologised and promised to take corrective measures. I always value my guests so I also apologise for this in incident🙏🏽
 Now the things are rescheduled. There was nothing for the day except the pick up for dinner.  Whole day wasted. We go out and have a stroll in the vicinity of the hotel. 



 We come out. The plants in the garden outside are beautiful and lovely and the décor too at the gate is superb.


 Then we take a left turn. Opposite there is Penyelidiikan Perubutan (Institute For Medical Research), as we walk ahead, walk quite a distance. Ooosh tired! Time to sit at this bus stand - Lorong bus Stand.
We cross Jalan Lumut, Restoran Loang Kea (Restaurants are spelt Restoran both in Singapore and Malaysia). We take this shot of mono train. 
 We come to VUE, which is Residences Serviced Suites. We come to Kuala Lumpur Hospital, which on the right and across the road. We have walked enough. We turn and come to the hotel.


 [ I have decided to write an email to Mr. Prakash regarding the callous attitude of the Tour Coordinators in Singapore as well as Malaysia. They never meet the guests, who are left to the whims of the drivers, some of whom were very good and knowledgeable  while some being extremely rude and arrogant.]   

Aman, the driver comes at 8.30 pm to take us for dinner and takes to the same Rajasthani Hotel - Jaipur Mahel.[ For that matter,  we were taken for all the lunches and dinners to the same place. In Singapore we had choices, six to seven to choose from. May be they (drivers in Malaysia) had struck some deal with the restaurants, for I have seen on occasions the drivers with their families, girl friends in the same restaurants where we ate. This is another issue I am going to raise Mr. Prakash.]

After dinner  he drives us back to the hotel. We like the décor in the lift lobby.

It's our third day in Malaysia and the second in Kuala Lumpur. In the morning we have a nice, tasty buffet breakfast.



Our half- day city tour with KL Tower entry is rescheduled from 10 am to 2.00 pm. As the luck would have it, we have this driver Aman again. He takes us to Jaipur Mahel again. 

We go to KL Tower, The Kuala Lumpur (Menara Kuala Lumpur, Abbreviated as KL Tower) is a tall tower having a total height of 421 metres (1381 feet). Its construction, they say, took some four years and completed in 1995. It is used for communication purposes and for which there is an antenna reaching the top. The roof of the pod is at 335 metres and the rest of the tower below has a stairwell and an elevator. At the top there is a revolving restaurant, which is not open for general public. It is without doubt the most famous  monument in Kuala Lumpur and 7 tallest tower in the world. It reflects the country's Islamic Heritage. The tiles are decorated with typical Islamic flower motifs.  












Then we proceed for the city tour. 


Aman isn’t much of a guide, he is more of a driver – a driver full stop! He isn’t friendly either. Our first halt is the National Museum. It’s 45 minutes affair – an interesting canter through the rich history of the country from prehistoric times to independence. How Kaula Lumpur developed from a small tin Miners Settlement to a growing modern city currently. It takes you through a maze of interesting architecture of Oriental and colonial part, Moorish, Mogul and Islamic styles. It tells you how in 1999 the seat of government was shifted from Kuala Lumpur because of congestion and overcrowding to Putrajaya (Federal Territory of Putrajaya). We learn that Putrajaya is named after the first Prime Minister of Malaysia, Tunku Abdul Rehman Putra and also from its meaning in Sanskrit –Victory of the Prince (पुत्र = Prince & जय = Victory ).  It tells more about this planned city and how it is the federal administrative centre of Malaysia, though Kuala Lumpur remains the capital and the seat of the King and the Parliament. Kuala Lumpur is the commercial and financial centre. About 92.8 % follow Islam, 7.8 % Christianity, 2.1 % Buddhism and 1.0 % Hinduism with 0.3% being non religious or follow some other religion. 

How Kuala Lumpur, the capital city of Malaysia, boasting gleaming skyscrapers, colonial architecture, charming locals, and a myriad of natural attractions. Divided into numerous districts, its main hub is called the Golden Triangle which comprises Bukit Bintang, KLCC and Chinatown. How it  is widely recognised for numerous landmarks, including Petronas Twin Towers (the world’s tallest twin skyscrapers), Petaling Street flea market, and Batu Caves, which is over 400 million years old, with frequent sales events throughout the year, expansive shopping malls like Pavilion KL and Suria KLCC, and with abundance of gastronomic delights – with thousands of hawker stalls, cafes and restaurants serving every imaginable type of delicacies.




 




 

 

 

 


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Here we come to Tugu Peringatan Negara Malaysia (National Monument of Malaysia). In front of the National Monument is the cenotaph. Cenotaph, as we all know, is a monument erected in honour of a dead person whose remains lie somewhere else. It is a sculpture that commemorates those who died in Malaysia's struggle for freedom, principally against the Japanese occupation during WorldWar II and the MalayanEmergency, which lasted from 1948 until 1960. It is located in the Federal capital, KualaLumpur. The idea for the construction of the National Monument of Malaysia (Tugu Peringatan Negara) (Tugu Peringatan Negara) was mooted by the then Prime Minister of Malaysia, YTM Tunku Abdul Rahman Putra Alhaj in 1963 to commemorate the warriors who died defending the sovereignty of the country. An Area measuring 48,562 square metres facing the Lake Gardens was set aside for its construction. The monument complex encompasses five main components; the National Monument, fountains, pavilion, a war memorial and the surrounding gardens. The monument embodying seven bronze statues also represents the triumph of the forces of democracy over the forces of evil. The monument was designed by an American sculptor, Felix De Weldon and was completed in early 1966. It was unveiled on 8th February of the same year and from then on a ceremony to commemorate the passing of the warriors is held here annually, on 31st July on Warrior’s Day, when the Prime Minister, heads of military, and the police pay their respects to the fallen heroes by laying garlands at the monument. 


Originally built by the British administration, it is dedicated to honor their fallen soldiers in war from 1914-1945, there are the inscription of the names of those fallen soldiers as a tribute to their sacrifices.









The bronze sculpture shows a group of soldiers symbolizing leadership, suffering, unity, vigilance, strength, courage and sacrifice.It has the Malayan Coat of Arms with inscriptions that says: Dedicated to the heroic fighters in the cause of peace and freedom, May the blessing of Allah be upon them.
War is usually the saddest moment and the most tragic part the history of any nation. However, it's a good way to imbibe the rich history of Malaysia in this manner, a nice gesture from the government to acknowledge and honor those who perish during the wars. There are some things that are worth remembering despite the tragic circumstances. The lives sacrificed thus were not for nothing, something good has come out of these wars.




This is the beautiful surrounding garden. 

Let's sit for some time.
" I want to have a selfie with you," she says. She even seeks my wife permission, also shares her email details with me. May be I remind her of her brother ... Cheers to universal brotherhood!


"And your photos for our keepsake," says my wife.



This is not a tour. This is a driver with a vehicle who in our case is hours late! He drives us from one point to another, giving little to none information and takes to places, we don’t want to go, like this Chocolate (he calls it factory, when it is just shop)... bullshit ...it's just a shop. [Again I shall take this matter with Mr. Prakash. I feel there some cuts for the drivers. I see the in charge of this outfit giving a huge packet to our driver. Our chocolate factory are much worth visiting, (I have been during my schooling days and I have taken children from our NGO) and our Tourism department make a show case of industries.



    
Let's go to the car.

What's next? Straight to.....
Aman drives us our next stop,which is the Istana Negara (National Palace), the official residence of the Yang di-Pertuan Agong, the monarch of Malaysia and which was  The palace complex has an area of 97.65 hectares, 22 domes, and is split into three main portions: the Formal Component, Royal Component and Administration Component.  It was built in 1928 and was originally the residence of a Chinese millionaire. During the Japanese occupation from 1942-1945, it was used as the Japanese officers’ mess. After the surrender of the Japanese, the building was bought by the Selangor State Government. It was then renovated to become the palace of His Majesty the Sultan of Selangor until 1957. Subsequently it was bought by the Federal Government to be turned into the Istana Negara for the Yang di Pertuan Agong, the Malaysian King. The area is fenced up and at the front of the gate are two guard posts where members of the Royal Calvary guard the entrance. The palace is not open to the public and the main entrance with the mounted royal guard at the gate is one of the main attractions for visitors to the Istana.



 Beside each guard house for the mounted guards in their British-style uniforms there is a smaller rectangular structure with an arch. Those two small shelters are just big enough to protect the standing guards from the weather. Those standing guards wear traditional white sarongs. A traditional sarong would be a length of fabric wrapped around the waist, and Malay men would wear sarongs woven in a check pattern. Those guards however wear white uniform (jacket and trousers), and a so-called Songket wrapped around the waist. This Songket is a shorter piece of precious brocade fabric which makes it – worn over a sarong or a Baju Melayu - stand out of the background with its shimmering texture, due to the use of gold and silver threads. A Baju Malayu normally consists of a shirt and trousers.



We go past House of Parliament, National Mosque, Independence Square,  Petronas Twin Towers, Merdeka Square… just names!






Aman drops us at the hotel, without telling us who would pick us for dinner. After taking the issue with Mr. Prakash,  he comes again at 8.30 pm and needless to say again that we dine at Jaipur Mahel. After dinner he drops us in China Town, reluctantly.
This bag  , one and half feet in height 6 to inches in diameter, costs 175 Ringgits ( Rs. 3000/-). My wife insists that buy the bag for our daughter. When I use the mobile calculator for converting the cost in Indian currency, my wife tells me that we should not calculate in our currency and still insist to buy. In the mean time I send WhatsApp msg with the picture of the bag to my daughter. Immediately I receive mobile call from her, "Daddy, have you already bought it . It's very costly."

We see some ladies crowding around a stall selling gowns. Likewise they too are using calculators, converting cost in ringgets to rouble and then bargaining with the shopkeeker.  " They are Russians," I tell my my boastfully. What an educated guess!
  











As we are standing at the fruit stall a ruffian brushes past us, lifts a basket full of fruits, dashes across to his bike and off he goes. Poor vendor runs after him shouting," Thief, thief, #*@# !". It's all futile chase. Within no time the thief has vanished into thin air. We better be going.  We take cab back to the hotel. The taxi driver, Sansui a Malaysian, is good and very talkative. " Sir, have you witnessed the robbery? It is a regular feature over here in China Town. That guy was a drug addict - good for nothing - he spoils our name. Did you see many Chinese vendors? No. There aren't many. Most of them are Bangla-deshis.  The name should now be changed to Bangla Town from China Town, ha, ha !" He goes on to tell us about his children, a daughter and a son. How the government is taking care of their education. " Free education , you see. Government has provided me with free  accommodation. What else do you want?"
 We reach our hotel. Before retiring to the bed, I do some photo shoot from the window - a city tour from our window - the twin towers and dazzling neons - all from our window.







The concluding part of my travelogue is yet to come. So bye for now.

                                                                                                             Vinay Trilokekar







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