I lazed away in a kopitiam with some buddies in a lazy afternoon last Saturday. Over a cup of kopi-o, we indulged in blah on Sibu .
Sibu, our dear homeland, is always so mind-boggling, giving Sibuians both fascination and puzzlement. Kopi-o session is, therefore, never short of thought-provoking Sibu affairs to chat about.
Sibu was again short hit by gruesome flood arising from the torrential rain in the upper Rajang. Much to blame has been the silted-up Rajang, so sickening that we are now much more frequently flooded in Sibu.
Certain victimised residents at the low-lying spots once told me they wished to let their votes to speak loud and clear for them.
The election pledge by the ruling front of a grand flood treatment project to alleviate the nightmarish attacks was like a shot in the arm, giving Sibuians both thrill and hope.
But what is intriguing is that the grand flood project is short of mention of dredging the river.
Isn't it supposed to be more down to the root? My buddies put it to me.
Very thought-provoking for thinking Sibuians!