Me, Manap and Azharuddin The large golf ball at the entrance
(some missing letters - but welcomed nevertheless) Manap, Azharuddin & Dawami Dawami aligning, Manap waits Dawami aligning putting, Azharuddin & Manap getting bored Azharuddin putting, Dawami done, Manap next Azharuddin - full stretched after the 'suai mak mak' teeDawami - don't go left or right, no 'tok saai' but 'tok naam' okay Manap - 3rd shot from the fairway on the par 5 Me, teeing off. Apparently the pants are shrinking A view to behold - nice green, clear clean lakes, flat course Dawami - putting concentration (belum dilute) Manap, almost 'tok naam' - but saved by the long grass Me - front or side view - we grow old gracefully ; golfing The resting hut - in between holes Azharuddin - putting from the fringe (biasa laah) Manap - ball went right, almost water, 3 under Dawami - if only, if only, if only ... Me - that was a good and awesome shot - really! Dawami - luckily I found the ball; dalam hibiscus rupanya! Azharuddin - 'biawak tergantung' macam biasa Dawami - if only I can save this tripple ... Manap - the hard hitter (the ball cried no ...) Me - on the par 3, almost bogey The new club house - as seen from the course
Thursday, April 16
Royal Pekan Golf Club
THE WISE WAY - Paradoxical Commandments
People are often unreasonable, illogical and self-centred; Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives; Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some false friends and true enemies; Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you; Be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building, someone may destroy overnight; Build anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, others may be jealous; Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, people may often forget tomorrow; Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough; Give the world the best you got anyway.
You see, in the final analysis, it is all between you and god; It was never between you and them anyway.
Written by Kent M Keith when he was 19, first published by the Harvard Student Agencies in 1968
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