Dad in Beijing China to visit Fei Min

There is an old Chinese saying that you wouldn't be a Great Man unless you have scaled to the top of the Great Wall of China!

So I had to give it a try but the day was so hot and the crowd so huge that I only made it half way to the top!

So I guess I just have to be the small man who hid in the cool shade of the Great Wall. haha!

But it was Great to be able to spend time with my daughter Fei, visiting her Montessori school in Beijing where she teaches

Making Chinese dumplings in her kitchen

Listening to her play the piano at Church in a musical presentation..

..and what a large branch they have in Beijing with members stacking up taller than the Great Wall!

So nice to meet an old friend Selva who is the brother of Michael Tamil, now married and settled in Beijing speaking fluent Mandarin.

I really love the spirit of the people of China like the photo of this man taken in Tiananmen Square.

I was caught up with the spirit of the Olympics too and went to the Olympic Village to see the 'Bird's Nest' designed stadium.

All good things had to come to an end with saying goodbye to Fei at the airport

Well, at least I had one bonus... I came to visit one daughter in Beijing but left with two instead. To know the whole story,  click here to see all the pics.

Dinner with Christopher. More pics of them together and my photoshoots of Beijing city with other friends can be viewed by clicking the above link.

Reflections on Father's Day with the Birthdays of Fei and Ern

So much to reflect on this Father's day so read all about it at Dad's Heart and Mind webpage(This link can only be read on a PC explained below). It was sandwiched between two birthdays of Fei on June 14 and Ern on June 16 so their birthdays are also included there. Enjoy!

Post-dated development:

Due to new technology today, where old web pages need to be altered to fit smaller smartphones, rather than spend time making all the transformations of the old web pages meant for PC only today, I would at random pick only those old websites that I feel are meaningful or relevant to transfer the content over to the new blogger platform here. Blogger was bought over by the giant Google company and has become very advanced today and already smartphone friendly!

People and Great Deeds 

As long as I can remember, I have always enjoyed listening to or reading the stories of People and Great Deeds. As a child, I remember reading the story of Gautama Buddha, a rich Indian prince who grew up in an environment free from suffering and poverty. He soon realized that these were found just over the wall of the palace that he was confined to and he became curious about life beyond the wall. The story continues that he crossed the barrier and exposed himself to a life quite different from the rich and abundant life that he was exposed to and saw a life that was filled with misery and human suffering. The rest became history as he sought to find 'Nirvana' or Enlightenment and left behind his teachings of life that have impacted the world.

I read of the contributions of many other men such as Johnny Appleseed, a lesser known pioneer of the American frontier who planted apple seeds wherever he went so that others could enjoy the fruits and shade that the apple trees could provide.

Of the American frontier, I read of George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Abraham Lincoln and many others who contributed to the growth of a nation that would become a world superpower. In the Asian continents, I would be touched by Mohandas Gandhi and his passive resistance methodology of challenging Great Britain to obtain India's independence with the least violence. In the field of Science, I would read about Marie Curie and her discoveries of radium or the ideas and inventions of Galileo Galilei or Thomas Alva Edison. Then there is the jungle doctor Albert Schweitzer who built his hospital in the village of Lamberene now in Gabon, west central Africa (then French Equatorial Africa). Reading the stories of such people as can inspire one for a lifetime!

In the final year of my University life, I came to know of another man and his great deeds whose name is Joseph Smith. He helped me to appreciate the founder of the Christian faith, Jesus Christ. I had read little about Jesus when I was young as maybe he was presented more like a God than a human being and therefore was not categorized as an ordinary man in the books I was reading. As my parents were not religious nor my older siblings, the males particularly, I wasn't exposed much to religious books about Jesus. However, through the man Joseph Smith, many things about Jesus and the Christian faith were clarified for me. Interestingly, a series of events not only led me to join the Church but also to become one of the pioneer missionaries to spread the faith in Malaysia. (Refer to Spiritlane) The life of Jesus indeed has become a strong influence in my life for good.

There are indeed many in the list of people and great deeds that touches my heart and mind. As I grew up in life, I could see many around me who are great examples to me of people with great deeds too. They do not necessarily have to be famous in the annals of history but their acts of devotion, passion for truth and a desire to serve others with the talents they are endowed with greatly touches my heart. Some are close family members and friends. I have noted that these Men can come from any race, color or creed irrespective of any religious or nonreligious backgrounds. The combined influence of the famous and less famous people and great deeds has always spurred me to do my part in society and this sometimes required me to leave my own position of comfort to follow the desires of my heart and mind. 

Events or a series of them can have a strong influence in affecting the heart and mind of a man and I have found that such has been the case in my life. That could be the reason why I have become very detailed in recording events either through writing or photography, ever since I was young. I got married early at the age of 24 which started a series of events that led me to become a (C)ommunicative father, a (S)ynergistic worker and a (F)uturistic professional.

It has been said that it is easier to become a father than to be one. I can testify to that and if you live long enough as a father like I have and also my father, you will learn that it takes a lot of effort and consistency to achieve great deeds. No father is perfect I'm sure but I have often thought about the famous People and their Great Deeds. Achieving their great deeds must have had some sacrifice on their role as a father. It takes more than just a balancing trick to be able to serve mankind and become a good father. Maybe that could be the reason why in the annals of history, not much is said about their roles as a father if they had ever become one themselves.

My father was a quiet man with few friends. Born in 1921 in Penang, he studied in Penang Free School built by the British and had the opportunity to be sent to England to be qualified in Photogrammetry and Aerial Surveys. 

I am grateful for my own father and on the day after Father's day, I sat down at his office with a reminiscing feeling. I related to him my recent incident of being assaulted by workers of a local bus operator and showed him a newspaper article it. He is now 87 years old and still goes to his office every day. I reminded him that about 25 years ago, on the same desk that he sat which is the smaller office that he now occupies, was the desk he assigned to me to help me start off my small consulting and IT business. I reminded him that as my Father, I had always consulted with him on my career moves or changes. It was he who influenced me to become an Accountant but from there I have since made many changes.  (Post-dated development: Came across this video of an Asian man describing his father.)

To my surprise, my father suddenly made a very true comment about me. He referred to my office door that is now on the same 7th floor of the same building as his office and remarked, "You're the only one on the whole floor that never locks the grill door of your office and that's how different you are! " 

I smiled and it was at this point in time that I told him of my new move for the second half-century of my life! I explained that since he is enjoying a long life, I believed that with his genes and my current good health at age 50, I may live for another fifty years. With that assumption, I held up my left hand with five fingers opened to symbolize my life up to this date. A full 50 years of doing what I felt was an opportunity to learn all about life with hands-on experience. It has led me to now write my journals under the classification of Body Mind and Spirit. What then will the next hand symbolize? 

Post dated events : My father passed away suddenly but peacefully the following year on 20.11.09  Our last Father's Day celebration together was on 21.06.09

My Past and Future Deeds 

A series of events in life can sometimes be seen as coincidences or messages from beyond that help to shape our destiny. It is interesting that these events or coincidences can sometimes be influenced by our very own thoughts and hence the proverb, "For as he thinketh in his heart, so is he".( Refer to Proverbs 23:7 and also the book of James Allen inspired by the verse.) As I told my father, my first 50 years was really a life of learning and testing. I grew up with a curious mind and a heart that seeks to connect to people and things around me and even beyond. I developed a unique optimal view of life that keeps me sufficiently motivated in all the things I do or chose to do. I told my father with the usual style of great enthusiasm, holding up my right hand, I want the next fifty years of my life to be quite different from that of the first. In retrospection, I guess what I meant was in the past I was very busy doing many things in the learning curve. I went through academic life in my adolescence be it science, maths or the arts. Then as I was about to turn into a real Man at 21, I received the priesthood and an inspired call to serve as a voluntary missionary in my own native land. When that was over, I started another mission where I became a husband and a father of a great family of 6 children. To become an effective provider for the family, I turned to the business world and became an entrepreneur and a consultant in the forefront of 'sunrise' or cutting edge technology businesses as my preference.

In mid-2003, I gathered some staff, a family member and friends to join me in focused research on 'Optimal Performance and Thinking'. I was seeking to synergize my vast experience with the latest research in human development & performance to find 'breakthrough' solutions for our modern day challenges. I would first share that with my family members. Later it will be shared with everyone else in the private and public sectors of our country, eventually reaching out to global communities. The ultimate aim is an educational contribution towards improving the quality of life in communities for purely humanitarian reasons. This web page series of 'My Heart and Mind' (for PC view only) is the early beginning of my work based on the focused research that has been going on for over 4 years now.

Toastmasters trained to public speak

My public speaking skills used in a post-dated event.

The unfortunate recent incident that occurred to me has inspired me to hasten my work to reach out to the community. It had woken me to the fact that the citizens in the city that I lived, as with many other cities in the world, are facing unprecedented challenges due to the rapid changes that are occurring in the world. How do you manage, cope and find success or happiness with such rapid socio-economic and environmental changes will be the focus of my work and life of the next 50 years. My success will depend on the level of collaborative intelligence I can harness with the groups and communities I will labor with. I will not be riding on a political or religious platform as they tend to be biased in ways that divide communities rather than to unite them. I like to ride on a universal platform that uses Common Sense Factors that come from optimized Hearts and Minds of the people, by the people, for the people. Wish me luck!

The CSF journals 
Whatever my deeds for the future, one thing I know is that my role as a Father will never change and my web journals will continue. My educational role is first and for most for my children who for better or for worse have been influenced by me in their lifetime especially in their youth. It is interesting to note that most of them have asked me at some point in time, "Dad what do you really do for your work?" I guess they have noticed, as my own father has noticed, that I am quite different from most other men. I may be different but by the end of the second phase of my life, I hope that all will know me as the (C)omunicative father, a (S)ynergistic worker and a (F)uturistic thinker. A new series of CSF journals is spawned as the research narrows down with specific solutions for specific problems. Look out for it in the links of my intricate web pages(For PC View only) that have become almost as complicated as the networked fibers of our brain!

Birthdays this Month

 Chong Fei Min - 14 Jun 2008

Chong Woon Ern - 16 Jun 2008

Archives of their birthday celebrations

A Picture paints a thousand words 

General MacArthur’s Prayer for His Son

Build me a son, O God, who will be strong enough to know when he is weak, and brave enough to face himself when he is afraid; one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat, and humble and gentle in victory. Build me a son whose wishes will not take the place of deeds; a son who will know thee-and that to know himself is the foundation stone of knowledge.

Lead him, I pray, not in the path of ease and comfort, but under the stress and spur of difficulties and challenge. Here let him learn to stand up in the storm; here let him learn compassion for those who fail. Build me a son whose heart will be clear, whose goal will be high, a son who will master himself before he seeks to master other men. One who will reach into the future, yet, never forgets the past.

And after all these things are his, add, I pray, enough of a sense of humor, so that he may always be serious, yet never takes himself too seriously. Give him humility, so that he may always remember the simplicity of true greatness, the open mind of true wisdom, and the meekness of true strength.

Then I, his father, will dare to whisper, “I have not lived in vain!”

Postdated website:




My Interest

Connect * Synergize * Futurize

Dad, punched up and taken Hostage in a bus???

Unbelievable but True!!!

A police report (THSL/018475/08) was filed at the Jln Bandar (H.S.Lee) Police Station in the Dang Wangi district at 9.06pm on Saturday 7 June 2008, 4 hours after the incident! The photo below is taken by Dad's good friend Mr Tan Tek Seng at the police station. He responded to Dad's call when I got free from the bus and brought me to the police station and later to the UKM hospital for treatment.

Here is the full story:

Dad had purchased 4 tickets to Singpore for the boys on Friday night from KOK Agency Bus Express at their kiosk (Tel: 03-20319378) outside the Pudu Raya Bus Station, for a bus leaving Kuala Lumpur at 3pm the next day.

At about 2.50pm on Saturday afternoon the next day (7 June 2008), I drove the boys to the Pudu Raya area and dropped them off at the same kiosk to check for details where to board the bus. I left the boys to board the bus on their own as traffic was heavy to park the car and proceeded to drive back home. Just as I was reaching home, the oldest boy Han called to say the Bus would be late due to a tire puncture reported by the agency. After a quick change, I headed back to the Pudu Raya Bus Station to find the boys waiting for the bus in front of the Maybank building.

After waiting for almost an hour, the first sign of trouble came when a Malay man with walkie talkie shouted rudely at us for waiting at a 'wrong' place but who knew where the right place was when there was no designated waiting area in the first place. I remarked that he was rude to treat his customers this way and proceeded to the kiosk to make a complaint. A plump Chinese man with glasses responded very kindly to me and apologised and I didn't think much of the matter after that.

At at almost 5pm, 2 hours after the original departure time, I walked to the kiosk to find only a Malay lady and asked her if the bus was really coming and for a phone number of the bus driver to know exactly where the bus was. I knew it was common that every bus driver had a cell phone for contact on the road. She gave me the number as 016-2267511. I thanked the lady for her assistance and actually expressed to her that the agency had been very good in their service to me. I therefore took a photo of her at the kiosk as below but she was a bit shy :

When I called the number, it turned out to be a Chinese man with the bus company who was also at Pudu Raya waiting for the bus too. He seem agitated that I had called and that was the second sign of trouble. I saw a Chinese man in black waiting in front of the bank on the isle dividing the bus lane and figured it was him.

Finally the bus KBB 9998 with the 'Trans Star' name finally arrived about 5.10pm which stopped infront of the Maybank building. The man came to the bus at the entrance door while the boys were waiting at the side. I just asked the man if it was ok for the boys to go up the bus and that was when he gave me an angry stare as if it was a stupid question and I urged the boys to go up. I brought out my camera to take a pic of the bus but this man got angry and told me not to do so. Further he told me not to go up to the bus and proclaimed loudly, "I am the owner of this bus and will not allow you to enter!" Now I always carry my camera around and had already taken a few pics in the area as the pic above and below :

After I saw the man was busy talking to the driver, I stole the chance to get into the bus to see that the boys were well settled down in the bus. I said our good byes and as I walked to the front of the bus I saw the man outside and took his photo :

As you can see, he was looking right at me and immediately after I took the pic, he rushed up on the bus to attack me in the bus. I was knocked down further by 3 other Malay guys working with the bus, one who was the assistant driver who sleeps on the left front of the bus, the other the driver and one more Malay worker! I was pinned down on the floor and they punched and kicked me on my face non stop resulting in my glasses broken, camera and my cell phone snatched away from my hands!

After that I was let go and while I was recovering from the shock I realized the bus started moving. I sat up by the driver's side and asked for my glasess, phone and camera but he said it was not with him. I then asked that he dropped me to the nearest police station to make a report but he responded that he would take me to the JPJ office instead and I wondered why. Now I was a hostage in the bus as he wouldn't let me off any other place either! I proceeded to the back of the bus asking for witnesses of my attack but not one of the passengers there were willing except of course my own children who witnessed the attack.

Soon the bus stopped and I looked out to see that it had stopped by the BP petrol station on Jln Maharajaleela. Then the same Chinese man that attacked me came to the back and offered to take me to the police station. My instant reply was that no way was I going to go into the car with a man who had just attacked me and refused blatantly! At that point in time the boys decided to get off the bus with me and we went into the office of the petrol station. Another fat Chinese man without glasses who apparently worked with the bus company tried to pursuade me to follow him in the same car to the police station and I refused. Soon they all left and I called my friend to find me to take me to the police station.

The boys managed to catch another bus on Sunday night at 9.30pm without any incidents.

It is now left to me to work with the police, the press and my lawyers to bring the man pictured below to justice :

The Follow-Up

With a little bit of effort, I managed to get the news out to several papers for public awareness. Here are some of the copies I found published or of which friends have posted to me :

The incident even has been published in Sin Chew's Daily online news which can be read by clicking here

The work is left to the police to follow-up and the station where I made the police report is pictured below: