Archive for April, 2010

Captain’s log                        Stardate: 63819.9 (April 26th, 2010)

A friend who I know from Singapore Paranormal Investigators (SPI) had recommended me this place, since he knows that I’m into exploring and research nowadays. Eventually, the place recalls me that I’ve been here many years back. Its during when one of my uncles would take my family here on every weekend. I remember how serenity the beach was, which was linked with the park. The wind, the calmness of the sea, the human activity that was surrounds with happiness and fun, the sweet taste of the air that was such a bliss. Like a getaway portal away from the city life. The tranquillity of the surrounding waters does provides a luxurious treat like any other beaches. The part of memory that flooded in my mind had once again draws me to seek my attention and to revisit the place.

So, I began my research. Sembawang Park, that includes the beach, is a 15 hectare park situated in the north of Singapore, facing the Straits of Johor. Its located at the end of Sembawang Road, much like the one that leads towards Punggol Massacre Site on my recent visit. Sembawang is named after the Sembawang Tree, Mesua Ferruginea, which can be found at carpark C1, that was close to the beach. Interestingly, the park was known to carries many interesting connections to Singapore’s historical past. Especially those darken years when Singapore was under the Japanese rule. The pathways inside the park are old roads, that have recently been repaved with asphalt.

What my friend also had touch upon, was about this naval base that was home to a major British Royal Navy. It all started when Sembawang was a cry far back during the c0lonial times. Due to the busy and geographically advantage port in Singapore had made the British to establish a naval base in Singapore, which was constructed at the west of the park. Constructed in 1923, and were completed in 1938. This, also includes dockyards, wharves and workshops as well as supporting administrative, residential and commercial areas. It was the largest dockyard outside the British Naval Base =O

Then comes when the Japanese invades the island on Feb 1942. Realizing that the Army of the Rising Sun could make use of the naval base, the British quickly ordered it to close down. It was been said that, for the following three years till 1945, the Japanese had managed to capture the naval base, and had used it to service and repair their navy ships. All theirs for the taking.

Fast forward to 1968, where the naval base was converted into a commercial dockyard that went on to become Sembawang Corporation or SembCorp which started off dealing in the shipping business. Soon was listed as a major state-owned industrial on the country’s stock exchange with pockets of its bases and sites all over the island. In addition, been ranked as a world leader in marine and offshore engineering. Talk about those values that have been progress over the years running! From a naval base, to a well-known developer of integrated industrial townships and a provider of environmental solutions! Cool! =D

Apart from all this, Sembawang Park was alleged to be haunted. Some hearsay accounts from the people living at the nearby areas or frequently visited the place that there’s been sightings of a Pontianak, which was literally a female version of a vampire. To my locals here, we dubbed her as Miss Pon or Cik Pon, or whatever you want to name her. As such, SPI formed a team and investigate the place. Based on the report read from the website, this investigation was commenced in 2008. Indeed, they do capture something interesting and felt something that seems out of this world that is worth to ask. This, if you couldn’t help yourself wondering and pondering. But for me, I’m not there for any paranormal encounters. I’m there for an history tour =)

And so I set a course for my destination truth. Info given was that I would have to take bus no.882 from Sembawang MRT station. From there, it will lead me all the way towards the end of the road where the Sembawang Park and beach is.

Along the way, I recall that my uncle on few occasions had invite the whole family to this Sembawang Satay Club after visiting the beach. But I was been told, that the Satay Club was been shifted to somewhere else. I remember how our nostrils had sense the mouth-watering smell of those satays been grilled, even from a distance. I remember how crowded it was, but we finally managed to get a place in the end. Just about every turn, every corner, you could see those delighted owners grilling those satays. At the same time, luring their customers to get a bite of that heavenly taste. Thinking back does makes my mouth waters and my stomach calling for me =D

In less than 10 minutes, I reached my destination. First thing first, I need to get a shot of the Sembawang Tree, Mesua Ferruginea, which how Sembawang gets its name. As according to the info given, there is one Sembawang Tree been rooted at the center of carpark C1, which is close to the beach. I had the viewed the map, taken from the internet where it shows the location of the tree.

So I believe, this is it. As according to the map given (circle in red).

Then, I set my sights to began my adventure around this 15 hectare park. Smell of food been barbeque from nearby BBQ pit hit my nostrils. I start off along the beach first, where I made way towards the end of Sembawang Road. Lies infront was the Seletar Pier. Or should I say, the Remains 0f the Seletar Pier. As according to history, a stray bomb is dropped by the Japanese during WWII. Initially, it was used for transport of construction materials for the naval base in 1920. Then, in 1942, the pier was bombed by the Japanese. What you see now, is only the remains of the pier….

What remains of the pier, with the view of Johor.

During research, I had stumbled across an article, title as Through Times Past. Its about the history of the Seletar Pier. Here’s to share:

The Seletar Pier stood at the end of Seletar Road – the road which later (around 1938 it seems) became Sembawang Road. When Seletar Pier was first built, we do not know. Seletar Road was a mere track in the early 1920s when military personal came from Singapore town reviewing sites for the naval base, and so it was more usual to travel by boat around the coastline and disembarked at Seletar Pier. When work started on the naval base in 1923, the working parties who commenced surveying and laying out the naval base brought all their materials and stores by boat, and then moved them around the area using a team of 20 bullock carts. Only at a later stage in the building of the naval base, as the work of building roads progressed inland from what is now the Sembawang Park; should Seletar Road become the normal way to reach Singapore Town.

A stray bomb is shown falling besides Seletar Pier in a map of a Japanese bombing raid on the naval base dockyard on 20th January 1942. The bomb must have badly damaged the pier. On maps in the 1960s, Seletar Pier is marked as derelict. It was eventually cleared away sometime in the 1970s, or early 1980s. Perhaps somebody knows the exact date.

Whoever the writer is, must have a glimpse look of how Seletar Pier is like before the bomb were dropped. I think the pier would have somehow looked like a jetty, where the construction materials will be delivered across it. Better still, I supposed the only way to access those maps, as to how the pier would looked like during those time, will be through those microfilms at the National Archives. Probably the only reason that would clear your doubts.

Next, I proceed towards the west side of the park. There, stood a few more historical attractions. The Sembawang Jetty, the Beaulieu House, and not to mention, the viewed of Sembawang Corporation shipyard, that was once a British Naval Base.

In 1940s, the British constructed this 30m long jetty, but later abandoned it when the Japanese had occupied the island. In turn, from where the British had left off, the Japanese completed it. A decade later, it became a popular fishing ground as what you w0uld see it now.

Check that out! The viewed of the behemoths that were docked at SembCorp ship yard. There’s even a navy ship docked there as well. One look at those ships, suddenly flashback to the time where it was a British Naval Base. What used to be docked there, were battleships. His Majesty’s Naval Base, that stands out as the largest docking yard defending the coast.

Stands before the jetty, was the Beaulieu House. It was built in 1910s, as one of those house-by-the-beach for a David family, who were in the mining business. Then in 1923, during where the c0nstruction of the naval base was commenced, the British took over the house. Where it served as a residence for the senior engineers during construction and during operation of the naval base. Its like a dormitory for them. Even senior officers resides at the Beaulieu House. A most senior Naval Officer, named Admiral Layton also resides in the house for the period of two years from 1940-1942.

“Postwar”, as part of the naval base, the Chief of Staff would descend the steps and stand on the jetty to take the salute from the crew as ships passed in and out from the straits.

Now, the house is been gazetted as a Conservation Area by the Urban Development Authority. It was now a seaside restaurant, and best served for wedding and parties. When comes to food, it served Western, Chinese seafood, BBQ and even steamboat. Its also an ideal historical place to spend your time dinning under the stars with the magnificent view of the sea. You might also be hearing the sirens, the crew voices out through the speakers, from the shipyard right next door. And that will leave you to wonder, whether its accommodating to dine next to a shipping yard. Hah! =D

I began to explore the park after that, which I never did back then when my uncle took the whole family here. The calmness, scenery and peace round here does enlighten my mind. Giving me the sense of how truly beautiful mother nature is. Few campers had set up their tents within the available open space. Besides for the occasional joggers, there’s not much activity here. Only a handful of lovers under the shade of huts and some, seated under the trees =P

I had taken a 10 minute break in the park, before moving off towards the east side of the park. From the info given, there’s this small road, labeled as Kampong Wak Hassan, whereby stood old Malay Kampongs. It was adjacent to the Seletar Pier. I supposed those kampongs were been preserved, as part of an historical trail, where visitors could get a glimpse of life back then. If I’m not mistaken, that place was named as Bottle Tree Village. I remember viewing photos of it, and that those kampongs had served better used as a traditional outlook. Much like the Beaulieu House.

But unfortunately, part of the road that leads to that direction was been sealed off. Reason was, there’s a construction currently underway. A new project of a residential estate was been established, so they have to close half of this road because of that. Damn!

Maybe there’s another way in, I told myself. So I took the extra mile and went around nearby residential estate to see if there’s another alternate way in. Only to find dead end after dead end. Not to mention, closed roads due to the new development. How disappointing….

Oh well, at least I’m glad I’ve managed to smell and taste the air here once again after all those years prior to my last visit. Satisfied, with my camera loaded with pictures taken, I set a course for home.

Its been another historical tour which I had embarked. Sembawang Park do held what it has been during those times. Another one of those piece of land that symbolize the importance of how it was chosen for its purpose in the past. A unique landmark, that shares its story from those darken years till now, where it brings a cheerful place that carries a distinct blue dice design. And in years to come, once the construction were completed, the park and the beach itself will become more vibrant and more tranquil, for the residence living nearby and those visiting the place =)

Starfleet Cadet Shirt

Posted: April 22, 2010 in Uncategorized

Captain’s log                        Stardate: 63809.3 (April 22th, 2010)

My mum called out to me, saying that there’s a delivery for me. In an instant, I knew what it is and raced towards the waiting postman. Been waiting for this ever since I order it online through the local eBay last Friday, the 16th. Once I had it in my hands, I immediately tore opened the package. My heart pounding like a time bomb as I let my hands do the work.

Nothing special or valuable actually. Its just a starfleet cadet long sleeve shirt that was worn by the character James Kirk from the new Star Trek movie. Haha! But to me, its something that I want and to add with the rest of my Star Trek uniforms. You could say that, besides collecting starships, I do top-up on my collection of the uniforms as well as props. Hee..=P

So there it is. Received this yesterday, on April 21st. An inset picture of James Kirk, played by Chris Pine for the latest Star Trek movie was added.

Brought this as size “M”, instead of my original fitting size of “L.” Reason was that, some time ago I used to order a starfleet uniform from the original Star Trek TV series from the 60s, and had ordered it as size “L.” When I put it on after it arrives, I was surprised how big it turned out to be. It was like as though I was wearing size “XL!!” As such, I’ve decided to give it to my founder of the local Star Trek, James Lee as part of his costume pool. We do have few trekkies with that size, and I’m sure the uniform will be no problem for them if they want to try it out. Guess size does matters, eh. Doesn’t mean what you want will be what you expect.

So for this one, I go for “M.” Sure, it feels a little tight once you started to put it on. But once you had it on, it doesn’t feel tight anymore. Its really comfortable and looks great on you! It can be worn anytime, like a casual wear. It was like wearing a sweater, and the feeling of it does feels like one! =)

Neat! =D


Captain’s log                      Stardate: 63801.5 (April 19th, 2010)

Yesterday, dated April 18th, the Singapore Paranormal Investigators introduced another Spooky Walk that will take us back to the old age. This historical moment was about a mysterious tunnel network, which was been dubbed as the Marsiling Dungeon. And its fortunate that once again, places like this that couldn’t afford to be miss happened to land on my off day =)

Located deep within the jungles of Marsiling, this previously unexplained tunnel network was once an oil reserve post-WWII as been researched by Mr John Kwok, who was an historian currently based in Australia, as well as an SPI Advisor. I managed to get most of the info about the place when we were chatting through MSN, so that I can share it. Credits by him, of course =)

I printed this out. Thanks John!


Marsiling Dungeon was been discovered by the SPI founder himself, Dr Kenny Fong. He was actually investigating some local legends about a “sacred hill” within the area, and in turn, he stumbled across something more than just a sacred hill. That year, was 2006. Eventually, his discovery had sparked media attention and wide ranging speculation.

As based on what I’ve read from the reports given by Mr John, there’s been hearsay that the dungeons were a place of occult worship, or part of a secret British undersea networks. It was even speculate, that the site could even belong to Japanese WWII General Tomoyuki Yamashita’s legendary hidden gold. Worse, there was also talk that the tunnels might be connected to a nearby mental asylum.

The Woodbridge hospital????

Whatever the place is, it sure doesn’t sound too welcoming….

However, Singapore had no records about the dungeons, and not even the National Heritage Board could identify its purpose. Even Singapore academic historians, architects and archaeologists failed to offer a clear explanation. So in turn, Dr Kenny Fong called upon Mr John Kwok to embark on this historical relic left behind.

So in February 2o08, Mr John flew to Singapore, and together with the founder, they set off for their mission to explore the tunnels.

Entering the tunnels was not the worse, but it was the mud that reaches to the knees, and that “it sucked you in and it was red,” as stated by Mr John himself.

“There is a strange smell of gasoline as you go deep into the tunnel and you get this foreboding sense of fear. Kenny and I said we never wanted to go in there again, because it was really scary.”

Talk about getting the smell entering your nostril. Any reckless act might ended up getting fry into that huge oven.

His observation within the tunnels and extensive fieldwork research had led to a discovery which could provide the solution to the mystery. Every possible data, clues were been gathered, to seek out the truth of the nature of his tunnel.

Back in Australia, Mr John and his fellow researchers began to examined archival military records and histories to establish its purpose. Finally, the truth were uncovered and untangled, that this Marsiling Dungeons turned out to be a specially built pre-WWII Royal Air Force underground fuel reserve depot. One of the discovery made, was that a communicati0n from a British WWII Lieutenant General twice mentioned that the British Air Force had underground petrol reserves in the area. This led Mr John to believe that what Dr Kenny had came across, was a pre-war petrol storage facility built by the British, probably in the 1930s and was later forgotten after the war. Several relics dated from that period, such as reinforced lamps and valves were also found in the tunnels.

Now, two years later, excited participants and agents involved were embarked on the destination truth to re-visit this historical site. I understand that, SPI had set foot here before. Not only the dungeons and the surrounding trees that envelops them, there’s also several make-shift shrines, and even, what is believe to be an illegal hide-out. Such places like this, that runs deep through into the dense, were commonly known to have spotted one. Best describes as a playground specially design for illegal immigrants…

Back then, the tunnel entrance were opened. Anybody can just went through and later would be covered with mud knee-deep, once you are out. But unfortunately now, the tunnels were sealed up. For a good purpose, I supposed….

So, here we are, bashing through the woods in order to reach to the tunnels. We had to followed a piping line, that were linked up to a shell refinery located uphill. We even had to walk across them when our path was been obstructed. Damn, I should have put on my boots. My shoes were horribly caked with mud!

And to think that the mud was damn soggy, walking along the pipes appeared even more soggy since our shoes were already covered with mud. We have to walk baby steps, to prevent from slipping and getting injured.

Finally, we made it! We followed up these flight of steps that leads to the tunnel. The leading agent mentioned that there are three tunnels, all from different directions but were linked.

Well, all been sealed up. Not only the entrance, but every hole that an average human can squeeze through was been patched up.

We hiked further. Now searching for the third one. This part of the forest seems thick, and we have to look around in circles for a clearer path. Not only that, there are several potholes that will sunk our foot deep if we didn’t see it on time.

After much bashing and crashing, we finally caught sight off the third tunnel. Unlike the previous two, this one was embedded to the ground. But what surprise us the most, was that this tunnel was open. It wasn’t been sealed up. Embedded to the Earth it may seem, but it does gave ample space to squeeze through.

Gasped of excitement surrounds us upon discovering it. Curious, I bring out my torchlight and shine the light through. My heart started pounding when I noticed that there’s an entry from the left side of the tunnel. I signal the rest, and few had their lights started flashing through to confirm my findings.

Now, the next question will be, where does this tunnel leads to? Does it lead to the other side? Does it lead to a dead end? And what rotting treasures we will find there?

One way to find out was to went through and investigate the mystery down below. So, we have four heroes to venture into the bowels. They make used of the rope, that was left hanging by the entrance.

The rest of us waited anxiously. We could hear their voices echoing through the swallows. They seem to grow fainter and fainter as they ventured deeper, until what’s left were cricket sounds and mosquitoes buzzing around us.

In less than 5 minutes, they returned. According to their status report, the path leads a straight walk. There’s mud, which was a knee-deep. The ceiling and walls were infested with geckos, and there’s also a sudden smell like gaseoline that had assaulted their nostrils, sensing that foreboding fear as what both Dr Kenny Fong and Mr John Kwok had experienced. With that, they immediately evacuated. Photos taken while they were in there was enough to get on everybody’s attention.

Photo courtesy taken by the team that investigates the tunnel…

The leading agent had also stated; another possibility due to the strange smell like gaseoline, that it could also came from the mud itself. Been clogged up down there with all that contaminate water had produced a chemical reaction, that eventually release the strange smell that to us, smell like gaseoline. If you asked me, whether it came from mud, or from anywhere down there and that it bears that kind of smell, it best not to say no more and evac!

Satisfied with our findings, we continued our trekking for the way out. Along the way, we came across in what appears to be a washing area. Some of us had thought that it might be used for bath. It kind of reminds me like one of those back in the kampong days, where you had to walk quite a distance just to reach for that single cubicle. There’s few of them, scattered across the uneven terrain. Just imagine, bathing here in the middle of the jungle, and that you are all alone. Even in board daylight, you might still get that goosebumps poking onto your skin….

A distance away, we hear civilization. Through the gaps of the trees, we could see the road. All we have to do, is to went down the hill below us, and we are out!

FRESH AIR AT LAST!

By then, the time was almost 1630hrs, as I had remember.

We began to route back to where we had first started off. Along the way, the leading agent introduced to us, acting almost like a tour guide, to the areas that where once stood, been demolished to make way for new development. That explains why there’s a line of construction currently underway.

I find this really interesting, even though whatever stood there before was no longer there. I might never know what it is, but I can be able to understand the importance and the purpose it might carried. Its all based on the fascinating change of pace as time moves around the clock =)

We took a break at a coffeeshop, where we spend the rest of the time sharing jokes. Minutes ticked by and soon we hit off home.

On my conclusion, Marsiling Dungeons is definitely, truly an extraordinary worth the discovery made. There are so many pockets of WWII relics been rot behind on the island, and by no doubt the dungeons was one of the many that were established for a significant purpose. Who knows, there might be more tunnels or even caves, waiting to be discovered =)

The Infamous Mr Kiasu

Posted: April 11, 2010 in Uncategorized

Captain’s log                      Stardate: 63779.5 (April 11th, 2010)

I came to understand that “Kiasu” which was literally translated from Hokkien, meaning “afraid to lose out.” I recalled, where one of my colleagues had told me, “No word, perhaps is considered more Singaporean than kiasu.” I couldn’t agreed more to that, cause nowadays, society had grown to adapt the concept of “first come, first served” thingy. All seem to be moving fast forward, that it grows to such a matter that those infamous Singaporeans not wanting to be second in line in everything and anything. Always wanted to be the first in everything, and would seek that opportunity without hesitation.

There’s also, surprisingly, years ago, MediaCorp had introduced a local sitcom of Mr Kiasu, which is based on the local comic book. Not bad for such a kiasuism =D

Literally, a kiasu person can be just about anything. He can be spotted miles away at a buffet lunch, filling up his plate high with food, in which he is likely to consume. Commonly, its always the rush hour to be at the head of a queue. I understand though, that majority of us always wanted to be the first in line. But still, one has to queue in order to complete what’s need to be done. Just for anything ranging from free gift and discounts that was worth the buy.

He will rush into the lift before the passengers inside can even stepped out. One such best example was at the MRT. Commuters will started to gather in tight circles (sometimes even a formation!) to head for the doors, even before the train reaches its full stop. Its obvious to note if you take the train everyday. Reason? Cause they simply wanted to grab an empty seat before anyone else can. Crowding near to the train doors before it opens, for commuters to embark can be rather annoying. And commuters disembarked from the train will ended up being push back in, if there were to be a stampede!

But tell me this, how many would care or comply to the “Give way for alighting passengers” rule? This happens when the train has a number of unoccupied seats. They would seize that moment when they had the chance. Wouldn’t care less by those who were about to step out. It was like as though there will be no seat tomorrow and that day will be the last time they will seat on. Sure, hope they don’t regret if a dispute broke out. Kiasu isn’t a virus, but it sure to spread like one nowadays. Due to this growing society, you might even considered that it had to do with our pace of life: cannot wait lah!

But in other words, as far as I came to notice, the kiasu person can be selfish. He will take advantage, take more than he needs, don’t care less about others, boastful, arrogant, inconsiderate, even greedy as well. And some, would rather say that this type is definitely obnoxious!

Because of his nature, Mr Kiasu will always get what he needs. And what we Singaporeans would say when we describe about their species: “They die-die must win one!”

No matter what, he will do a damn bloody good job to seize that opportunity just to win! Why I talk about this, is because earlier, I had step into a queue at POSBank, and so happens that this topic seems related. While doing so, a mother quickly pushed her child under the rope of the stanchion in order to stand a place ahead of me. That makes me to wonder, was she being Mrs Kiasu? I couldn’t say she’s being rude, right? Cause as what I can tell, this “reserve a place” thingy is common here. But I was told, when I related this incident to a cousin of mine who had dropped by for a visit, that the child will likely to succeed in life, having to learn at an early age to quickly seize the chance as they grow. But then again, if it gets too common, the child may ended up on the wrong side of the road as they arose, and having to become obnoxious in a sense. Just hope they didn’t, for the best of their future. Its a give and take. No offense here.

But I do take this into consideration, that NOT all Singaporeans behaved like that!

Captain’s log                   Stardate: 63766.9 (April 06th, 2010)

Two days on April 04th, was another Spooky Walk conducted by the Singapore Paranormal Investigators (SPI). Mr Kenny Fong, who was the founder of the paranormal group had once again back on the island from his overseas stay to lead the walk, into one of the oldest cemeteries in Singapore.

Named Bukit Brown Cemetery, which is located between Lornie Road and Mount Pleasant Road. As prior to research, this 213-acre cemetery is also known to the local community at “Kopi Sua” or Coffee Hill (“Where’s my coffee!?”). In the early beginnings, it was named after its owner, George Henry Brown, who was a ship owner who had arrived in Singapore from Calcutta in 1840s. He had brought the area and named it as Mount Pleasant. He was also a trader and broker. Subsequently, the area was soon owned by three wealthy Hokkien entrepreneurs, as many would describe. Named Ong Kew Ho, Ong Ewe and Ong Chong Chew. They turned it into a cemetery around the 1870s for Chinese of the Ong clan surname. Years after, the authorities took over most of the land as to acquired a section of it in 1918-1919 to serve as the burial needs of a wider Chinese community before officially opened it as public burial ground in 1922. It was opened for more than half a century until its closure in 1973.

*What I had mentioned above is only part of the important info, and to what I can refer from the history. More can be found in the internet.

Its still in existence today, despite been left abandoned. But as the years progress, it has been a popular site for nature lovers, especially to those who enjoys bird watching and other wildlife. You can say that many of the bird species had populated the place as their home ground. Some would considered the place as a heritage trail, where they will came across the tombs of great ancestors, entrepreneurs, even a magistrate been buried here. They will learned something about those early pioneers and their contributions to Singapore in regards to the Chinese community.

Its no surprised that SPI had conducted the spooky walk here on few occasions many years back. And even I myself have been here quite a few times in regards to a heritage project that we were conducting some time ago and recent tours. I could have say that, the cemetery had certainly become a outdoor archive for us, and which seem to attract our attention and through fascination with it. It held so many stories of the Chinese culture, that were rich in symb0ls, that are not only decorative. But also expressed of religious beliefs that brings good wishes for luck, prosperity and longevity. We even came across statues, from most of the tombs that brings forward a significant belief. From a snake, then a lion, then a dragon, and even a soaring phoenix. More interestingly, there’s even statues of Sikh guards or “Jagas” that guards the property of a prominent person who died in the early 1900s. VIPs in such a way, one who was well-respected and therefore their tombs must be presented with such great honor. Let alone more than just a normal tomb.

Now, the tomb had faced a threat of redevelopment of land-scarce Singapore. The island is becoming more urbanized as it progress. One of them was the upcoming Bukit Brown MRT station that were part of the Circle Line. But I came to understand that, even if its complete, the station will still non-operational until the entire surroundings are more developed. That means to say, more tombs will be exhumed as time passes by.

Then, there’s the question: Is Bukit Brown Cemetery haunted? Supposedly….yes? Or just plain rumours? But imagine yourself walking along those twisted path of the cemetery at night. There’s absolutely no headlights to guide your sense of direction. The only source of light you can trust, is either from the moon (if one is shining bright in the night sky), or if you happened to had a flashlight with you. Its just like walking in other dark areas that had no lights at the side of the path. But of course, you do feel the sense that someone is watching is you, your every move. You will feel that someone is following you. Someone is stalking you. Those shadows lurking. Someone is preying on you!!

But I had to admit, there’s been word that certain spirits were been caught sighted. One would feel getting disturbed by something from another world. But in a matter of speaking, or simply putting it as a common sense, do you dare to offend the spirits? One with the right mind would never dare to provoke or disturb their resting place. Everybody knows that. If you feel afraid with that uneasy feeling, then its better not to venture through. That will save you a lot of trouble.

So, the meeting point on that day was at the exit of Lavender MRT station. Time to meet was 1930hrs, and ended at 2300hrs. I was nearly late because of a stupid traffic jam along Geylang Road. It soon turns out to be a police raid when upon seeing their blinkers. No wonder… Anyway, I’ve managed to reach on time. A coach was been hired to take us there, and back to Lavender MRT once the walk ends.

Ok then, I leave the best of the pictures to do the rest of the talking =)

Getting ants crawling up your legs sure does makes some of us dance to the groove =D But what can you expect when entering into such a place that seem to dominates almost like a jungle. But at least, none of us get stung by a scorpion that were spotted among the grass that were near a special tomb “guarded” by two Sikh statues.

The Spooky Walk went well, as always. It ends almost a quarter to 2300hrs. We all board the coach, that will take us back to Lavender MRT station.

Despite the long walk, steep climbs as we negotiate those rough terrains through the jungle, the participants do enjoy the night exploring the place, and at the same time learning more on one of the oldest Chinese culture here, and how its unique environment had span over decades. Much of it were been exhumed, as by no doubt due to the redevelopment that were coming along the way. So the participants who were together with us on that night were given this opportunity to take a last look, to feel the environment, before the land was been entirely urbanized, and with Bukit Brown MRT station been given the green light for full operational when the time comes.

There’s probably more Spooky Walk for this one. As for the meantime, the cemetery still shines its unique surrounding with its ever vast atmosphere that seem to struck by serenity. Though I don’t have much knowledge about the place, I do came to understand how it was been named, how it was passed down, and how it had came a long way to be nested in the heart of Singapore =)

Thank you for all the effort done!

=)