上周末，参加了
Sony Alpha Club的一个摄影工作营。题目是《The Other Side of KL - 12 Hour Marathon》。主办当局带了我们见识了豪华的都市后面，原来还隐藏着不为人知的辛酸故事……
一个很抽象的主题。不知要如何捉景，拍了很多张，回来看一下，还可以串一个故事……
The other side of KL - 12 Hour Marathon...
12小时吉隆坡摄影工作营 - 首都的另一面……
We started our journey from KL Central.
KL Monorail is our transportation...
吉隆坡中央总站是我们的起步点。
吉隆坡单轨轻快铁，使我们的双脚。
That was not a pleasant ride....
So bumpy... and so fast....
这，并不是一个很舒服的旅程……
"No worry", the sign says. "Don't give up !" The other says.
它既然告诉我，“别担心，不要轻易放弃！”
There is place that you can't touch.
有些地方，是禁区。
甚至不能触摸……
And the Monorail Management keeps telling you
"Don't be angry, be positive!"
It really tested my patient, to take on this bumpy monorail ride....
有关当局，且不断的提醒我们
“别生气，要乐观！”……
The scenery is breath taking.
But is that so ? Do all sceneries as beautiful as what we see everyday ?
窗外的风景是宜人。
但，所有的景物，是否如我们所看到般的美好？
Commercialism is everywhere.
You see it on the TV, on the newspaper, even on the hander.
无形中，商业主义已经侵透我们的生活。
它出现在你我的身边、电视内、报纸，甚至轻快铁内的手握把……
You hardly find a real life butterfly, in this concrete city.
这样的钢骨水泥丛林的城市，
要看到一只色彩缤纷的活蝴蝶都难了……
Everyone is so busy. They never stop. They never realise.
That there is a place, a place where someone calls it a "Home".
每个人的生活都那么的忙碌。
他们没曾停止过，看看周围的一切。
其实，城市内的某一个角落，一栋原本是人们的安乐窝，将被拆除……
A home, that is scheduled to be demolished, in the name of "development"...
为了发展，它不得不让路……
A place, where we stay....
一个我们居住的地方……
A place that it shelters us from the burning hot sun...
一个为我们挡风遮雨的地方……
A place that we admire blue sky...
一个不让我们日晒雨淋的地方……
A place that we use to say "hi" to our neighbors...
一个我们时常透过窗口和邻居打招呼的地方……
A place that we show our patriotism...
一个我们展示我们爱国情操的地方……
A place where we had our first car lesson...
一个我们第一次体验到汽车的乐趣……
A place where we kick our first goal....
一个我们体验到踢进龙门而雀跃的地方……
A place where we have our first dating...
一个我们第一次泡妞的地方……
A place where we sleep well...
一个让我们睡得安心的地方……
A place where we spend our lazy afternoon....
一个让我们消磨一个懒散的午后……
But now, we are not allowed to go in anymore...
但是，现在，我们却居身与外……为何？
This place is no longer safe for me to stay...
这个地方，已经不再安全了……
Even ah long couldn't make a profit from this place...
大耳聋也不能在这里淘金了……
Once the nosiest kindergarten is now silent...
幼儿园再没有如以前般的喧闹了……
And the playground is left haunted...
已经没有儿童，在游乐场所嬉戏了……
We have to move, but to where ??
我们必须离开。但，我们要去那里呢？那里才是我的，家？
Where is our future ?
我们的未来在哪里？我们还有未来吗？
The question, remain unanswered....
