Hiking: Bukit Jambul

Flashed across a thought of my mind, an old but familiar place stored with many memories of mine in the age of nine. Sudden urge of nostalgic feeling, a force of nowhere pushed me to the familiar with the haste of time. A time not late nor early, exactly the sun stood straight above the horizon, 3.30pm, the destination bowed to me. Lucky I might be that day, the sun was obscured by clouds, leaving no trace of exit.

First glance I thought the path to the light was only a way, steeped, tarred road but halfway through was I stunned, a building blocked the route but stairs and roots welcomed my eagerness. Scared was I as the quiet surrounding filled with bird's anomalous chirp and none footsteps I found on the soil stepped by thousands or millions at such hour but no fear hesitated me as I proceeded to the glowing light laid high above. Through the journey did I observed the primates (monkeys) stayed hidden in the brushes and squirrels running away from living presence, fearing to be exploited.

Alas, short the journey was. Quarter of an hour, the mysterious light revealed itself albeit with such excruciating stamina. Revealed did the light, the breathtaking scenery I ever saw. Minute could I described the buildings laid below although with foolish dignity they stood. A dust I felt I was in this enigma universe. Inhaled the blissful air and the worries that possessed me vanish into thin air...



The entrance of the mountain



A cloudy day



Beautiful scenery