The Most Expensive, Yet Most Valuable Decision: When I Left Comfort to Create Meaning

“Are you sure you want to let go of all this?”

That question wasn’t just about salary, status, or position. It was actually a much deeper dilemma: Do I keep living in a system… or start building my own?

And my decision at the time—although it seemed like just a career move—was in fact a personal geopolitical shift. I didn’t leave because I was disappointed. I left because I saw a map no one else had drawn yet.

When the Comfort Zone Becomes a Cage

Many believe that the comfort zone is a reward after years of struggle. But few realize—stay too long, and it becomes a silent prison.

I was in a well-established organization, with a stable salary and a high-ranking position. But quietly, I became an actor in a script I didn’t write. The world was moving forward—IoT, AI, data economy—but we kept repeating old templates.

I saw young Malaysians becoming increasingly tech-savvy, yet there was no local platform to be their launchpad. We were still consumers, not creators. Still dependent on foreign digital infrastructure, without control or data sovereignty.

“If not us, then who?”

And that’s when the decision was born—not from courage, but from a sense of historical responsibility.

Leaving Power to Create Direction

I left my position. With no guarantees.

No office. No big team. No funding. Just an idea, conviction, and one burning resolve:

To build Favoriot as Malaysia’s true digital infrastructure.

Not just a platform. But a symbol. That we can be self-reliant. That innovation isn’t exclusive to Silicon Valley. That locals too can build world-class solutions.

But I knew the world doesn’t offer space just because of noble intentions.

The credibility I once had didn’t carry into the startup world. Emails that once received quick replies now fell silent. I was no longer a “Senior Director”—just an unproven founder.

But that’s the real cost of walking away from the old system—you lose short-term influence to build long-term strength.

Becoming an Architect in an Unbuilt World

Starting from zero is a spiritual exercise.

I had to become the thinker, the marketer, the engineer, the writer, the salesman—and sometimes… the coffee maker for guests who might not even become clients.

But in that process, I saw something I never did in the corporate world.

I saw how one IoT dashboard could change how a city council manages their city and provide information to their citizens.

How students using Favoriot got hired before graduation.

How universities started incorporating IoT into their syllabus not because the Ministry told them to—but because they saw the future.

And I began to understand—sometimes, real impact doesn’t come from applause. But from quiet change in the system.

This Decision Was Never Just About Me

Looking back, I realized this decision was never just personal.

It was about building an alternative.

In a world increasingly dependent on technology, those who control data, control the future.

If Malaysia continues to rely solely on foreign platforms, we will always be spectators in a drama written by others.

Favoriot is not the ultimate answer.

But it’s an attempt to carve a new lane.

So that Malaysia doesn’t remain on the sidelines.

So we have a choice. So we are not forever users—but creators.

What I Learned

We can’t wait for national change to trickle from above. Sometimes, true change begins when someone chooses to exit the system… and starts building a new one.

And yes, it hurts. It’s lonely. It’s full of failure.

But in that silence, I found my voice again.

And in those failures, I found strength I never knew I had.

The Question We Must Ask

Malaysia today is also standing at a similar crossroads.

Do we keep waiting for outside directives?

Or do we start writing our own script?

As I’ve learned from my own decision—what seems small, can ignite something far bigger.

The real question is:

Do we dare to leave our national comfort zone… to become a nation of builders?

Or will we remain a stepping stone in someone else’s grand agenda?


Because history won’t wait. And the future… belongs only to those bold enough to write it.


A New Chapter Begins: My Heartfelt Mission for Malaysia’s IoT Future

Alhamdulillah.
There are moments in life that make you pause. Not because you’re unsure—but because you feel the weight of something bigger than yourself. Being appointed as the Deputy Chairman of the Malaysia IoT Association is one of those moments for me.

I didn’t chase this title. It found me after years of walking the path—failing, building, sharing, writing, and dreaming about how technology could transform our nation. And now, I’ve been entrusted with a greater purpose: to carry the hopes of a growing community of changemakers and to help shape a future that belongs to every Malaysian.

This isn’t just a new role. It’s a calling.

This Land is Full of Potential

Malaysia is not short of talent. We are not short of ideas. But for far too long, we’ve been stuck in wait mode—waiting for foreign platforms, waiting for permission, waiting for funding. We must break that cycle. We must choose action.

Because Malaysia doesn’t need to follow trends anymore.
We have what it takes to create them.

The Role of IoT in Our Nation’s Story

Let’s get one thing straight—IoT is no longer about devices.

It’s about connecting hearts and systems.
It’s about bridging rural and urban, old and new, human and machine.
It’s about giving our nation eyes that can see in real time and ears that can listen before disaster strikes.

From the farms of FELDA to the traffic lights of KL…
From lecture halls to factory floors…
IoT is not just a tool. It’s a lifeline.

And what many don’t realise is—AI needs data.
But not just any data. It needs real-world, real-time, reliable data.
And IoT is the only way we can feed that intelligence.

A Personal Mission, A National Cause

So what do I see ahead?

I see a Malaysia that no longer depends on imported systems we don’t control.
I see homegrown platforms like FAVORIOT becoming the national backbone.
I see students graduating not with theoretical knowledge—but with hands-on IoT skills, certified and industry-ready.
Every Majlis Perbandaran has its own IoT dashboard, managing waste, lighting, traffic, and water in real-time.
I see SMEs embracing smart automation—not fearing it.

But more than anything…

I see people—living safer, healthier, and more connected lives.

The Time is Now

Some say we’re not ready yet.
But if we keep waiting for perfect conditions, we’ll never move.
Neither was Korea ready in the 1980s. Or China in the 1990s. But they moved.
And now the world watches them.

It’s our turn.
Let’s start messy. Let’s start small.
But most importantly—let’s start now.

To the Silent Fighters

To every young innovator quietly coding in a dorm room.
To every lecturer who buys sensors out of pocket to teach their students.
To every entrepreneur who builds despite rejection after rejection.

I see you.
And in this new role, I carry your hopes with me.

Let us walk this path together—not because it’s easy. But because it matters.

A Final Word from the Heart

This journey is no longer mine alone. It belongs to all of us who believe in a better digital Malaysia.

To those who built the foundation before me—thank you.
To my peers in MyIoTA and the wider tech community—I’m ready to stand with you.
And to the next generation—we’re building this for you.

Let’s make IoT not just a technology—but a legacy.
Let’s make Malaysia not just relevant—but revolutionary.

The future doesn’t wait.
And neither should we.

Bismillah. We begin.

The Story Behind Favoriot – Part 16: Why Favoriot Must Look Beyond Malaysia for Success

The Frustration of a Homegrown Startup

Reflecting on Favoriot’s journey, I can’t help but feel a deep sense of frustration. Not because we haven’t done the work but because our technology isn’t good enough. In fact, we’ve built a robust Internet of Things (IoT) platform designed to make real and lasting impacts in industries that need it most.

Yet, despite our dedication, our struggle isn’t about technology. It’s about something deeper, something more challenging to fix—acceptance.

I’ve lost count of how often I’ve sat in meetings with potential Malaysian clients, passionately pitching the benefits of Favoriot’s IoT platform. The pitch is solid, and our solution is tailor-made for local industries, but there is indifference, hesitation, and, more often than not, a preference for foreign products.

I’ve asked myself this question countless times: Why do local businesses hesitate to trust homegrown solutions, even when they are just as good—if not better—than foreign options?

The Reluctance to Trust Local Innovations

It didn’t take long to realize the harsh truth—many local businesses lack confidence in Malaysian-made technology. There is an ingrained belief that foreign products are superior. Whether it’s a smartphone, a software platform, or an IoT solution, many decision-makers seem convinced that if it’s made overseas, it must be more reliable, advanced, and worthy of investment.

It’s not an isolated incident. I’ve spoken to many fellow entrepreneurs, and they share similar frustrations. We have world-class solutions, yet the market is slow to recognize them.

And why? Because the absence of a big international brand name automatically places us in a secondary category.

I understand how this mindset developed. We grew up with foreign brands dominating the market, from cars to consumer electronics, and we were conditioned to trust those familiar names. But the world has changed. Malaysian companies like Favoriot are now fully capable of competing globally. Yet, this deep-seated preference for foreign solutions persists.

The Branding Struggle

Another challenge I’ve faced is branding.

Favoriot is still a young company compared to established international giants. Building brand recognition takes time, and in a world where first impressions matter, a well-known logo can often make or break a deal.

It’s not that our technology is lacking—far from it. In fact, our solutions are designed explicitly for Malaysia’s unique industrial challenges. But when our brand is lesser-known, it sometimes feels like our innovations don’t get the fair consideration they deserve.

I hate to admit it, but perhaps some of the fault lies with us. Have our marketing efforts been polished enough? Have we communicated our value as effectively as we should? Could our messaging be more powerful?

As a technical person, I’ve always been more comfortable with the innovation side of things than the marketing side. But I’ve realised that having a great product isn’t enough. The story behind it, the way we communicate its impact—those elements are just as crucial.

A Harsh Reality: The Global Perception Problem

Interestingly, I’ve noticed that this issue isn’t unique to Malaysia. When we’ve pitched Favoriot overseas, we often encounter the same scepticism—just in reverse.

Some countries take strong nationalistic pride in supporting local solutions. You’re automatically viewed as an outsider if you’re not one of their own, which is ironic. In Malaysia, businesses prefer international brands. In other countries, they choose their own homegrown solutions.

So where does that leave Favoriot? How do we break this cycle?

The Lack of Support for Local Tech Startups

Another challenge that cannot be ignored is the lack of strong support systems for local startups.

We hear a lot about innovation in Malaysia. Government agencies hold conferences, initiatives, and startup accelerator programs. But when it comes to actual adoption, corporations or government bodies still lean towards foreign tech providers when they choose a solution.

This is discouraging, to say the least. We don’t need just moral support—we need tangible action. More businesses need to take a chance on local innovations. More government agencies need to lead by example and implement local solutions. That’s how an ecosystem of innovation thrives.

Looking Beyond Malaysia: Breaking Barriers

Given these obstacles, I’ve realized that while Malaysia will always be home, Favoriot cannot afford to limit itself to local borders.

I’ve had more success pitching Favoriot overseas than I have within Malaysia. Many international clients are more open to exploring new solutions and less influenced by branding. If the technology meets their needs, they will give it a chance.

Going global isn’t just an option; it’s a necessity.

By expanding internationally, we position Favoriot as a global player. Ironically, this global recognition could make us more attractive to Malaysian clients. It’s unfortunate, but gaining international credibility is sometimes the only way to be taken seriously at home.

Overcoming Challenges at Home

Despite everything, I remain hopeful. There are several steps we need to take to overcome the challenges in Malaysia:

  1. Changing Mindsets – We need to keep pushing the narrative that Malaysian innovations are just as good as, if not better than, foreign solutions.
  2. Strengthening Our Brand – This means investing in marketing and ensuring our branding is powerful and persuasive.
  3. Improving Our Messaging – We must communicate our value proposition clearly and convincingly.
  4. Advocating for Local Adoption – The government and corporate sectors need to step up in supporting local startups.

These aren’t easy battles. But they are necessary ones.

A Final Thought

Favoriot’s journey has been far from easy. There have been moments of frustration when I wondered if it was worth the fight. But I refuse to let these challenges define us.

We are more than a local startup. We are a global company with the potential to change industries, make a real impact in IoT, and prove that Malaysian-made solutions can compete on the world stage.

Yes, the path forward is full of obstacles. But obstacles are meant to be overcome.

Favoriot will not just survive. We will thrive.

Favoriot Entrepreneurship Stories

  1. The Story Behind Favoriot – Part 16: Why Favoriot Must Look Beyond Malaysia for Success
  2. The Story Behind Favoriot – Part 15: From Lecture Halls to Investor Pitches
  3. The Story Behind Favoriot – Part 14: To Exit or Not to Exit?
  4. The Story Behind Favoriot – Part 13: Does Winning Awards Help a Startup Succeed?
  5. The Story Behind Favoriot – Part 12: The Dream of M&A Exit
  6. The Story Behind Favoriot – Part 11: The Rocky Road of Smart Cities
  7. The Story Behind Favoriot — Part 10: Age Does Not Matter in Business
  8. The Story Behind Favoriot — Part 9: Leaving the Comfort Zone
  9. The Story Behind Favoriot – Part 8: The Frustration of Unanswered Emails and Missed Opportunities
  10. The Story Behind Favoriot – Part 7: The Task of Finding Favoriot’s First 10 Customers
  11. The Story Behind Favoriot – Part 6: Expanding The Business Models
  12. The Story Behind Favoriot – Part 5: Finding the Right Fit
  13. The Story Behind Favoriot – Part 4: How Favoriot Became More Than Just an IoT Platform
  14. The Story Behind Favoriot – Part 3: Why No One Wanted Our IoT Platform—And How We Turned It Around
  15. The Story Behind Favoriot – Part 2: Turning Failures into Milestones
  16. The Story Behind Favoriot – Part I: The Humble Beginnings of Favoriot

The Story of Favoriot and the Chinese Bamboo Tree: A Lesson in Patience and Growth

“Why is this taking so long?”

That thought echoed in my mind many times during the early days of Favoriot. When we first launched our IoT platform, the excitement was immense. We envisioned businesses lining up to integrate IoT solutions into their operations. We saw a future where smart cities would flourish with our technology.

But reality?

Reality hit us like a storm.

For years, it felt like we were speaking to an audience that wasn’t ready to listen. Meetings after meetings, presentations after presentations, yet the market response was lukewarm. Are we doing something wrong? Is the world just not ready for IoT? Should we pivot?

Then, I stumbled upon the story of the Chinese bamboo tree.

And everything made sense.

The Chinese Bamboo Tree and Favoriot’s Journey

The Chinese bamboo tree is an extraordinary plant. When the seed is planted, nothing happens for the first year. Nothing.

The second year? Still nothing.

Third year? No growth.

By the fourth year, frustration sets in. Is the seed even alive? But the farmer keeps watering and nurturing it.

Then, in the fifth year, something incredible happens.

Within just six weeks, the bamboo tree grows nearly 90 feet!

From seemingly invisible growth to towering above the rest. But did it really grow in just six weeks? No. It was growing beneath the surface, building a strong root system that would support its rapid ascent.

Favoriot’s journey was precisely like that bamboo seed.

The First Few Years: Watering the Seed

When we started Favoriot, we knew IoT was the future. However, the industry in Malaysia and many other regions was still catching up.

Our first challenge? Convincing businesses why they needed IoT.

The problem wasn’t our technology. The problem was market readiness. Companies had legacy systems, decision-makers were sceptical, and budgets were tight. We were trying to sell a future that many couldn’t yet envision.

We knocked on doors, spoke at conferences, and educated the market, but it often felt like we were talking to an empty room. Was all this effort going to waste?

But just like the bamboo tree, we kept nurturing our roots.

  • We kept building the Favoriot platform, refining it, and making it more user-friendly.
  • We engaged with universities because we knew students would become the future IoT leaders.
  • We formed partnerships, even if immediate returns were unclear.

For the longest time, we saw no “visible” growth. But under the surface, Favoriot was taking root.

The Year of Growth: The Bamboo Shoots Appear

Then, suddenly, things started shifting.

Companies that ignored IoT years ago began calling us. Universities started incorporating Favoriot into their courses. The ecosystem matured, and governments began pushing for digital transformation.

After all those years of patience and groundwork, we finally saw the results.

When people saw Favoriot’s success, many thought it happened “overnight.”

They saw the bamboo tree but not the years spent watering an empty patch of soil.

Lessons from the Bamboo Tree for Entrepreneurs

Looking back, the parallels between the Chinese bamboo tree and Favoriot’s journey are undeniable. And if you’re an entrepreneur, a startup founder, or someone chasing a vision, here’s what this story teaches us:

1. Growth Happens Beneath the Surface

Just because you don’t see immediate results doesn’t mean progress isn’t happening. The most crucial work—building systems, forming relationships, learning—happens before success becomes visible.

Favoriot didn’t become an IoT leader overnight. It took years of unseen work.

2. Patience and Consistency Are Everything

Imagine if the farmer gave up watering the bamboo tree in year four. The seed would never grow.

How many startups give up just before their breakthrough?

We were tempted to quit many times. The market was slow to respond, funding was challenging, and doubts crept in. But patience and consistency kept us going.

3. Build the Right Foundation

A bamboo tree grows 90 feet fast, but only because it developed strong roots first.

Startups must do the same. Too many rush into scaling before they are ready. Favoriot spent years refining our platform, understanding the market, and nurturing relationships before our exponential growth phase.

4. Trust the Process

Success isn’t always logical or linear. It doesn’t happen step by step in predictable ways. Sometimes, you work for years with little to show—until suddenly, everything aligns.

If you believe in your vision, keep going.

Favoriot’s Future: Reaching New Heights

Now that Favoriot’s bamboo tree has sprouted, does that mean the work is over?

Not at all.

If anything, this is just the beginning.

A 90-foot-tall bamboo tree also faces strong winds and storms. Our challenge now is to sustain our growth, expand internationally, and continue innovating.

But one thing is sure—our roots are strong.

We’ve weathered the most challenging years. We’ve proven our resilience. And just like the bamboo tree, Favoriot will keep rising, stronger than ever.

Final Thoughts: Water Your Own Bamboo Tree

Whatever you’re building—whether it’s a business, a career, or a dream—remember the Chinese bamboo tree.

Growth takes time. Patience is a must.

Water your vision every day. Even when you see no results. Even when doubts creep in.

Because one day, when the time is right, your bamboo tree will rise. And the world will wonder how you grew so fast.

They won’t see the years of struggle.

But you will know.

And you will know it was worth it.

Dubai 2024 Flood — An Unforgettable Experience

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Our experience facing the aftermath of the April 16, 2024 flood.

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Sorry sir, our flight was delayed due to bad weather and floods in Dubai,” the person at the KLIA check-in counter mentioned to me when I asked her why there was a flight delay to Dubai. This was April 17, 2024, and the flood was April 16, 2024.

I didn’t know the scale of the disaster until I watched several videos on TikTok and other social media channels.

However, I also did not realize its impact on my travel to Dubai for an invited conference and the signing of an MOU until I reached the Dubai International Airport.

I traveled with several other delegates from Cybersecurity Malaysia, Aswant, Malaysia Airports Holdings, and a journalist from Bernama.

We were waiting for our baggage at Belt 4 when someone mentioned there would be a bag delay for another 4 to 5 hours. We decided to check in to the hotel and will get the baggage after breakfast tomorrow morning.

Luckily, the event was in the afternoon, and we thought we might get appropriately dressed for the conference if we had gotten our baggage that morning.

Oh boy! We are wrong! The following experience made us think that the Dubai Airport, even with its sophisticated system, will be chaotic and can’t handle the disastrous impact of the flood aftermath.

Long queue at Lost and Found Baggage Services Counter — Chaotic with disgruntled passengers

The “Lost and Found” baggage services queue was chaotic, with passengers shouting at the officers at the counter. Everyone seems tired, angry, and frustrated with the delays in getting their baggage because many have their connecting flights canceled or further delayed.

We managed to get feedback from the officer that our bags were already available, but we needed to come back 40 minutes later to pick them up. However, that 40 minutes became 1 hour and beyond, and we still couldn’t get any definite answer from the officer when we would get our bags out.

It’s no use for us to be at the Airport without a definite answer, so we decided to return later at night.

We have been wearing the same attire since we arrived and had to wear it during our conference. It’s weird when everyone else is wearing business attire, and we have to be in our informal attire. Fortunately, the host and audience know our situation, so we feel at ease.

A longer queue at night.

We returned to the airport at almost midnight and found a long queue. When we mentioned to them that we were not trying to check the baggage status but just wanted to pick up the bags, security asked us to queue again!

What the heck! Why should we queue again, even if we are unsure whether they have our bags ready to be collected?

Then it strikes us: how could they identify our bags out of thousands of bags left unattended? In fact, they don’t have enough ground crews to help us identify and find the bags!

The secret to getting our baggage is to “Show the Boarding Pass with the Belt Number with Passport” to Security.

Then we heard someone get their bags by entering the baggage area. Since we had enquired and had our boarding pass written where the bags would be left, we entered the baggage area where passengers exited. But we needed to show the security our boarding passes and passports to enter that area.

Within several minutes, we managed to identify our bags!

Happy faces when we collected our bags within minutes by ourselves!

Once in a while, we heard people clapping and cheering — probably everyone managed to get their bags back.

This made us wonder why the airport officials couldn’t give very clear instructions on where and how to get our baggage in the first place. Many passengers get frustrated because they lack communication.

When the baggage system was disrupted due to floods, Dubai Airport could not cope with the impact. They should have given clear instructions to the passengers and changed their security policy so that passengers could collect their baggage by themselves. I think they did this very late, and many didn’t know the instructions, making all passengers queue again.

By 1 a.m., we had our bags and returned to our hotel, reaching 2 a.m. feeling very tired but satisfied because we would be flying back to Kuala Lumpur at 9.15 pm.

Luckily, the return flight was not delayed, and we returned home safely.

More than 1,244 flights have been canceled, and many more have been delayed.

Dubai City has been cleared of flood waters, but the impact will be felt for many days and weeks.

Dubai International Airport needs to improve its communication. Disgruntled passengers have raised this as one of the main issues — and so do we.

The Malaysian delegates (together with one Singaporean delegate and host) — tired waiting for our baggage.

Poem: Whispers from the Minarets —  Istanbul’s Timeless Tales

Domes of Reverie: An Ode to Istanbul

Beneath the Grand Dome: Poems of Peace and Presence

Author having tea on top of the hotel.

In Istanbul’s embrace, where East meets West, 
A tale of domes and minarets that crest. 
A journey’s whim, a skyline’s bloom, 
A chapter penned in the Blue Mosque’s room.

Beneath the gaze of its spires so tall, 
History’s whispers in every hall. 
A breakfast view, a feast unfolds, 
A city’s heart, in morning’s gold.

Breakfast facing the Bhosphorus

Olives dance, cheese whispers tales, 
Börek sighs, a scent that sails. 
The city wakes, the Bosphorus sings, 
In my teacup, reflection’s wings.

The streets a canvas, time’s own muse, 
With every step, the past infuse. 
The tram’s clang, a living thread, 
Through ancient paths, my curiosity led.

Courtyard of Blue Mosque

To Sultan Ahmed’s hallowed ground, 
Where six minarets in sky are found. 
No rivalry, just harmony’s play, 
Beside Hagia Sophia, they proudly sway.

A courtyard vast, with waters clear, 
Echoing prayers that the faithful hear. 
I enter in, a cool respite, 
From Istanbul’s endless appetite.

The beauty of Blue Mosque

The ‘Blue’ revealed in tiles’ embrace, 
Stories in ceramic grace. 
Sunlight dances through colored glass, 
Time’s mosaic, a kaleidoscope’s mass.

Amongst the pillars, I quietly stand,
Feeling the touch of a timeless hand. 
A visitor, yet welcomed so, 
In this peace, the world feels slow.

Inside Blue Mosque

The carpet’s weave, the light’s soft kiss, 
Humanity’s tapestry, in silent bliss. 
Not just a site for eyes to roam, 
But a lived experience, history’s home.

Hours I linger, in corners’ peace, 
Where murmurs of prayers never cease. 
In vastness found, a bond profound, 
To all who’ve walked this sacred ground.

As daylight fades, the mosque in glow, 
The call to prayer, a familiar flow. 
I take my leave, with heart so full, 
Of beauty’s quest, and life’s pull.

The city breathes, alive, awake, 
In every scent, in each sound it makes. 
The mosque at night, a beacon’s call, 
A haven of peace, amidst it all.

With memories rich, I find my way, 
Knowing Istanbul will call me back one day. 
Where history lives, stones share their tales, 
In the shadow of minarets, my heart sails.

The Blue Mosque, a giant kind, 
Whispers stories to the mind. 
In its presence, we’re all but guests, 
In Istanbul’s story, where beauty rests.

Author at Blue Mosque

Video — My Travelogue (Istanbul)

An Istanbul Story of Timeless Splendor

The Blue Mosque Diaries

From Breakfast Views to Blue Tiles: Discovering the Wonders of the Blue Mosque

Istanbul — My Travelogue

Istanbul, a city that straddles two continents, has always been a melting pot of civilizations, a blend of the ancient and the modern, the tranquil and the chaotic.

It was on a crisp, sunny morning in this historic metropolis that I found myself perched atop my hotel, looking out over a skyline that’s been a backdrop to history for thousands of years.

The view was breathtaking, and the minarets of the Blue Mosque punctured the horizon, commanding my attention even from a distance.

The view was breathtaking, and the minarets of the Blue Mosque punctured the horizon, commanding my attention even from a distance.

With a generous spread of Turkish delights laid out before me, the flavors of the city began to unfold with every bite.

Olives, cheese, and cucumbers paired with a warm, flaky börek filled with spinach and feta — the quintessential Turkish breakfast.

It was more than just a meal; it was a celebration of culture, a sensory introduction to a land that’s been the crossroads of empires.

I lingered over my Turkish tea, the glass cup delicate in my hands, and gazed out at the city waking up.

The mosque’s six minarets reached skyward as if in competition with the nearby Hagia Sophia.

With the taste of honey still on my tongue, I set out for the Sultan Ahmed Mosque, known to many as the Blue Mosque.

The streets of Istanbul are an open-air museum, and every step towards the mosque was a walk through time.

The city’s tram clanged by, a reminder that while Istanbul is a guardian of history, it’s also a vibrant, living city.

The mosque’s six minarets reached skyward as if in competition with the nearby Hagia Sophia, yet there was no sense of rivalry here — only harmonious coexistence.

The space was filled with the sound of water from the ablution fountains, a reminder of the mosque’s spiritual purpose.

As I entered the courtyard, I was struck by its sheer size — the biggest of all the Ottoman mosques, they said, and I could well believe it.

The space was filled with the sound of water from the ablution fountains, a reminder of the mosque’s spiritual purpose.

Slipping off my shoes, I stepped inside and was enveloped by a cool, serene atmosphere that contrasted with the city’s hustle and bustle.

The nickname ‘Blue Mosque’ became immediately apparent.

The nickname ‘Blue Mosque’ became immediately apparent.

The blue Iznik tiles, each telling a story of its own, climbed the enormous interior walls, and the sunlight filtered through more than 200 stained glass windows, bathing the space in a kaleidoscope of color.

It was a quiet moment of awe, standing there among the pillars that held up the grand dome.

I was a mere visitor, but the mosque didn’t differentiate. It stood as a sanctuary to all — a symbol of peace in a world too often divided.

The intricate designs on the carpet, the soft light, and the hushed tones of visitors from around the globe created a tapestry of human connection.

The intricate designs on the carpet, the soft light, and the hushed tones of visitors from around the globe created a tapestry of human connection.

The Blue Mosque wasn’t just a monument to visit; it was an experience to be lived — a moment where time stood still and the past and present merged into one.

I spent hours inside, sitting in corners, watching the play of light on the walls, listening to the gentle murmurs of prayers.

In that vastness, I found a profound sense of peace, a deep connection to the millions who had come before me, each with their own stories, their own hopes and dreams.

I looked back at the grand structure, thinking of the sultans and architects, the worshippers and tourists, and the many sunsets it had seen.

As the day began to wane, I made my way out, the call to prayer once again resonating across the courtyard.

I looked back at the grand structure, thinking of the sultans and architects, the worshippers and tourists, and the many sunsets it had seen.

The Blue Mosque, with its domes and minarets, was more than just the pride of a skyline; it was a testament to humanity’s quest for beauty and meaning.

Leaving the mosque, the city’s energy enveloped me once more.

The scent of roasting chestnuts filled the air, and the sound of seagulls blended with the buzz of conversation.

Leaving the mosque, the city’s energy enveloped me once more.

Istanbul was alive, a city that never truly rests, yet within its heart, there was a haven of tranquility in the Blue Mosque.

As night fell and the mosque lit up against the darkening sky, I carried with me the memory of its blue tiles and silent prayers.

Istanbul is many things to many people, but to me, it will always be a place where history breathes, where every stone tells a story, and where the Blue Mosque stands as a gentle giant, whispering tales of the past to those who take the time to listen.


Video — My Travelogue — Istanbul

Poem: On Top of the World

A Travel Poem

My Unforgettable Experience at the Great Wall

In the land of dragons and ancient lore

In the land of dragons and ancient lore,
I found myself at the Great Wall’s door.
A structure vast, against the sky it sprawls,
Echoing whispers of dynasties and brawls.

There I stood, so humble and small,
At the foot of this immense and storied wall.
Its stones have borne the weight of time,
Witness to history, silent and sublime.

Author at the bottom of Great Wall of China many years ago.

With every step upon its weathered path,
I felt the echoes of ancient wrath.
Imagining soldiers, stern and grim,
Guarding fiercely the wall’s vast rim.

The climb was steep, my breaths grew deep,
Upward I pressed, the summit steep.
“My legs may falter, but not my will,”
I thought, as time seemed to stand still.

The climb was steep, my breaths grew deep

With each new height, a view unveiled,
Of misty mountains and valleys hailed.
Nature’s beauty and man’s might,
In perfect harmony, bathed in light.

As higher I climbed, fewer joined my quest,
To conquer the wall’s challenging crest.
But within my heart, a fire burned bright,
Spurred by the past’s relentless plight.

As higher I climbed, fewer joined my quest

Atop the wall, the world seemed new,
Vistas of wonder, breathtaking view.
“I’ve done it!” I cried, heart aflutter,
Amidst the stones, no words to utter.

There, in my hand, a hero card was placed,
A simple token, with meaning graced.
Not just a souvenir or a mere memento,
But a bond with those, who long ago,

To conquer the wall’s challenging crest.

Stood where I stood, gazed as I gazed,
Shared in the spirit, equally amazed.
This card I held, more than a prize,
A symbol of connection, under the endless skies.

For the Great Wall is more than stone and lime,
It’s a testament to will, transcending time.
A journey there is a journey within,
A tale of struggle, triumph, and kin.

We’re all heroes, come what may.

So when I recount my climb that day,
It’s not just a tale of a wall, per se.
But a story of unity, strength, and grace,
A memory of the human race.

For in that climb, and the card I hold,
Lies a story of resilience, age-old.
A reminder that, in our own way,
We’re all heroes, come what may.

And though years have passed since that ascent,
The lessons learned, the time well spent,
Continue to inspire and to mold,
A reminder of a journey bold.

So here’s to the Wall, majestic and grand,
A symbol of strength, across the land.
May its legacy inspire us all,
To rise each time we stumble or fall.


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Climbing the Dragon’s Back

My Travelogue

My Journey to the Top of the Great Wall

Author at the bottom of the Great Wall of China many years ago.

Years ago, I had the unforgettable opportunity to visit the Great Wall of China, a journey that remains etched in my memory for many reasons.

It’s not every day you get to walk along a structure that has stood the test of time, embodying centuries of history and human endeavor.

My trip to the Great Wall was more than just a tick on the bucket list; it was a profound experience that connected me to the past in a way I’d never felt before.

As far as the eye can see.

As I approached the Wall for the first time, its sheer magnitude struck me.

Stretching as far as the eye could see, the Great Wall wound like a dragon across mountains and valleys, an architectural marvel that spoke of ancient China’s grandeur and ingenuity.

I remember thinking, “Here I am, about to walk on a structure that’s been standing for over two millennia, a structure that has witnessed the rise and fall of dynasties, the invasions, and the peace times. What stories it could tell!

Tiring climb — Not many reach to the top.

The climb was no easy feat.

As I started my ascent, a series of dialogues ran through my mind. “Can I actually do this? This is steeper than I thought!

With each step, the history of the Wall seemed to seep into my bones.

I imagined the soldiers who once patrolled this very structure, vigilant against invasions, enduring harsh weather, and the loneliness of remote outposts.

What determination they must have had,” I mused, pushing myself forward, inspired by their perseverance.

Magnificient view from the top (almost)

The Wall’s construction itself is a testament to human will.

As I huffed and puffed up the uneven stairs, I thought about the immense effort it took to build this fortification, stretching over 13,000 miles.

Every stone here was touched by ancient hands, every path laid with purpose. How many stories are buried beneath these bricks?” I wondered, running my hand along the weathered stones, feeling a connection across time.

You can see less people climbing the steps to the top.

The higher I climbed, the more the beauty of the surrounding landscape unfolded.

The view was breathtaking, with lush mountains rolling into the distance, dotted with colorful wildflowers and punctuated by the snaking Wall.

This is why they built it here,” I realized, “not just for strategic defense, but because this place holds the heart of nature’s beauty.

It was a perfect fusion of human achievement and natural splendor, a harmony that only magnified my awe for this ancient wonder.

Imagine how they defend the walls.

Reaching the top was an emotional moment. I was out of breath, my legs were shaky, but my spirit soared.

The dialogue in my mind shifted from doubt to triumph. “I did it! I’m standing at the top of the Great Wall of China!

The sense of achievement was overwhelming, not just for the physical feat but for the spiritual journey. I was awarded a “hero card,” a simple token that symbolized my accomplishment.

But it meant so much more to me.

It was a tangible connection to the countless souls who had stood where I stood, who had gazed upon these same vistas and felt that same indomitable spirit.

Hero Card

The hero card wasn’t just a piece of paper; it was a reminder of the enduring strength of the human spirit, a tribute to the builders, guardians, and visitors of the Wall who, across different eras, shared a common thread of resilience and aspiration.

Holding it in my hands, I felt a surge of gratitude and a profound sense of belonging to a larger story, a narrative woven through time, culture, and the collective human experience.

A cherished memory of my encounter with one of humanity’s greatest treasures.

The Great Wall of China is not just a wall; it’s a symbol of human achievement, a bearer of historical legacy, and an emblem of cultural endurance.

My journey there taught me the true value of perseverance, the beauty of human-nature harmony, and the depth of our connection to history.

These lessons, symbolized by the hero card, remain with me long after the trip ended, a cherished memory of my encounter with one of humanity’s greatest treasures.

Poem: Harbour Lights – A Sydney Serenade

MY TRAVELOGUE POEM

Fireworks and Wonder

In Darling Harbour’s embrace, I found a place so bright,

Where fireworks paint the canvas of the night.

Sydney’s heart, alive with light and sound,

In every corner, magic is found.

As dusk falls, the scene comes alive,

With energy and joy in constant thrive.

Locals and travelers, side by side,

Sharing moments that in memory reside.

Waterfront dining, a feast for the senses,

Laughter and tales, no need for pretenses.

The harbour’s glow, our merry band’s backdrop,

In this instant, time seems to stop.

Fireworks burst, a dance in the sky,

Colors reflect where the waters lie.

Each explosion, a story to tell,

Under their spell, we willingly fell.

City lights twinkle, a harmonious view,

Harbour waters carrying every hue.

This spectacle, a sight to behold,

A tale of wonder, waiting to be told.

Music fills the air, a rhythmic delight,

Street performers charm us into the night.

Each act, each note, a piece of the show,

In Darling Harbour’s warm, inviting glow.

Culinary wonders, tastes to explore,

Each dish telling tales of distant shores.

With the skyline alight and hearts aglow,

The fireworks above, the city below.

Aquarium wonders, wildlife so near,

In this urban oasis, joy is sheer.

Paths to wander, sights to see,

Darling Harbour, where we long to be.

Ease of passage, a welcoming space,

Here, every moment is an embrace.

Fireworks’ splendor, a regular treat,

In their presence, our hearts skip a beat.

So here’s to the nights, bright and new,

To Darling Harbour, and memories true.

An unforgettable journey, a shared delight,

In Sydney’s embrace, under the night light.

Each return, a promise made,

Of more laughter, more memories to trade.

For in Darling Harbour’s luminous sight,

We found joy, we found light.


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