#brickfields

[thingsdavidlikes]

Against Time by Yeow8

[kl-foodie]

10 Best Food In Brickfields, KL That Every Foodie Must Try (2024 Guide)

Nestled within the lively KL Sentral area, Brickfields is a popular destination among many tourists, travellers and local foodies. With vibrant sights, sounds and smells, follow your senses to an exciting array of street food stalls and restaurants with flavourful cuisines that cater to the ever flowing crowds of hungry diners. Together, we’re unveiling the top 10 best food in Brickfields, KL…

[david-cheong]

Oh Yeah Banana Leaf is Now Opened in Brickfields Kuala Lumpur

[andre-lai]

Berita tambah baik peniaga di Brickfields (Tamil Malar)

அங்காடி வியாபாரிகளின் கடைகளை மேம்படுத கூடுதல் நீதி ஒத்துகிடு // Peruntukan dana tambahan untuk menambah baik peniaga di Brickfields Sumber: Tamil Malar

[thistransient]

Today circumstance intervened, and I was forced to arise at a slightly more reasonable hour because I'd extended my stay at my hotel (no Singapore flings or train rides to nowhere for me in the end), but with a separate online booking for a different room, and thus had to check out, leave my bag, and check back in later. I wish I had known earlier that the morning concierge was quite cute, would have made it easier to get out of bed before noon!

[kharthikh]

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[literaryvein-reblogs]

Word List: Field

beautiful words with "field" for your next poem/story

Afield - out of the way; astray

Brickfield - brickyard

Coalfield - a region rich in coal deposits

Fieldbird - plover (i.e., any of a family Charadriidae of shorebirds that differ from the sandpipers in having a short hard-tipped bill and usually a stouter more compact build)

Fieldfare - a medium-sized Eurasian thrush (Turdus pilaris) with an ash-colored head and chestnut wings and back

Fieldstone - stone (as in building) in usually unaltered form as taken from the field

Greenfield - land (such as a potential industrial site) not previously developed or polluted

Sinkfield - cinquefoil (i.e., any of a genus Potentilla of herbs and shrubs of the rose family usually having 5-lobed leaves and 5-petaled flowers; a design enclosed by five joined foils

Snowfield - a broad level expanse of snow

Urnfield - a Bronze Age cemetery of urn burials

If any of these words inspire your writing, do tag me or send me a link. I'd love to read your work!

More: Word Lists

[ginandoldlace]

During the early 19thC an area to the north of Holland Park was a notoriously poor district of pig farmers (many so poor they slept with their pigs), potteries and brickfields. Little evidence now remains, except for the naming of Pottery Lane and this 'beehive' kiln on Walmer Road.

[alchemists-eve]

“Let’s go get dinner.” Suggested Sarah.

“Breakfast.” you corrected

Sarah placed a hand on your shoulder and shook her head. “Nah, babe.”

“At the Corner?” Damien hesitently asked, testing the water.

“Of course.” Sarah replied.

Damien groaned but nevertheless turned off the TV and went to get ready. You stretched and looked down at the stain covered clothes you were wearing. He was right, you did stink of weed. Definitely not ‘outside’ appropriate.

You threw back the last of your coffee before turning to Sarah, “Thank you,” you say in a voice intimate and small.

Damien was approaching the bathroom with his towel and products just before you shoved passed.

“Hey!” He shouted

“Tits are out!"

“You bitch!!” He scolded back.

“I need to stop smelling like weed. Won’t be too long.”

His groans grew quieter as he left.

You dropped your clothes and finally got to take a good look at your body. You were covered in burn scars. Flesh warped and transformed. Your nipples looked like half baked shrinky-dinks and your belly looked stretched and loose like you’d just given birth.

You felt for your lighter, the urge to smoke welling. Well, not the urge to smoke so much as the urge to cry, but a smoke usually helped you through that. Looking over at the empty shower, you couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by defeat.

Instead, you snatch a can of deodorant and bathed yourself in that. Throwing your clothes back on, you announce that you have freed the bathroom from your gargoilic clutches for Damien.

“Oh, okay!” he shouts from his room, with a dull tone as if you had never taken it from him.

You return to your room and try to find something to wear. All your clothes were piled on the floor, only moments ago exposed directly to your hotbox.

“Sarah!” you cry.

“Yeah babe?” she replies, relieving herself from beyond the edge of your door frame.

“My clothes stink. Can I borrow some of yours?”

The could see the cogs tick inside her head.

“I’ll do your laundry?” you bargain.

She looked over the floor blacked out by clothes and the half empty chest of draws, drained of its contents. “No you won’t. But find. The usual stuff?”

“Yes please.”

Without another word she leaves, quickly returning with a small pile of clothes: a pair of jeans, a flannel shirt, an overcoat and a bra far too large for you.

You toss her the bra back. “Nice try, but I can manage without that.”

“How cute is it though?”

“Very. And thank you.”

“Well, I figure you’re a bit traumatised. Least I can do.” She smiled sweet, “Oh,” she added. “Stop fucking with Damo. You know how he is.”

Half out of shame, but half out of a commitment to be subtler in your fucking-with, you nod and gesture for her to leave.

The weather had turned to a dull overcast, catching the orange of the evening sky. The three of your wrapped up to leave.

The walk to the Pub was pretty long, but it was a trip you were intimately familiar with. The three of your lived in the industrial district of the capital city. As you passed the brickfield, Damien spoke up. “Did you know that not all bricks are the same? A bricks deviation from the standard is measured by its Dimensional Quality Level.”

Damien always had something interesting to say about bricks.

“The category DW1 means that the height and width of a brick differs from the standard by less than 50mm.” He continued. “DW2 means there’s a difference of only 40mm. Anything larger than a DW1 is called a DWO.”

“What’s a brick that’s DWO?” You ask.

“I dunno. A rock?”

As you round the road to the Corner Pub, you’re shocked by the commotion. Voices roar and the streets shake. You all rush in to see what’s going on.

A television broadcast.

A pit opens in your stomach. You see a creature; a demon. With skin like magmatic rock that glowed in the night. Far away the beast appeared. Fire ripped from its mouth as it scorched the city.

Suddenly you were stood over Kata’s body. His empty skull staring back at you. It was blacked, and as dark as the earth around it. Embers glowed and smoke billowed.

You were frozen.

The figure you free approached before you again, emerging from beyond. You felt their warmth radiate over you as they approached.

“Thank you.” the You said.

Your heart got stuck in your throat. In a quivering voice said, “I need to go home.”

The You grinned a nasty grin. “Alright.” Your’s voice was like a cloud your thoughts were adrift on. “Come with me.”

You’s body changed. Stone grew deep within. Flesh grew thin and shined purple and grey. Skin bruised as the growing rock pushed against the boundary of You’s body. Their sides burst and then slipped away as a demon stepped free from its prison. The creature stretched deep and long for the first time in an age.

Without a thought you climbed on board. You gripped onto You tight. Their body began to glow. Their temperate grew until flames burst from where you touched them. But fire didn’t hurt anymore.

“Eartwhile.” You said.

“Yeah?” You reply.

“Erstwhile?” You’s voice was filled with panic.

Then you were back. Sarah had you by the shoulders. Slowly the voices of the Pub became distinct. “Are you okay?”

You looked back up at the Television. And there was You.

*****

Art by the outrageous @oni-ino

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[nithyanandagurukulbatucaves]

A very sad moment indeed!.The brutal attack on Hindus in Pahalgam!😞

Special prayers for the innocent victims of the tragic moment was held in Sri Sakthi Vinayagar temple, Brickfields, KL. Lghting up a lamp for the souls to be liberated 🙏🪔

May the lost souls rest in Paramashiva 🙏🙌

THE WORLD IS WATCHING!!!

https://www.facebook.com/share/v/1YGoZ1wvxj/

#Nithyananda #KAILASA

[1000containers]

KULU0104251, Klang River, Brickfields, Kuala Lumpur

[thingsdavidlikes]

Brick Worker by imu.imran2020

[suara-rakyat-blog]

Tiga lagi suspek kes langgar lari di Jalan Klang Lama diburu, polis arah serah diri

Kuala Lumpur: Polis giat mengesan tiga lagi suspek yang dipercayai terbabit dalam kejadian langgar lari membabitkan dua kenderaan yang merempuh sekumpulan individu berhampiran pusat hiburan di Jalan Klang Lama, di sini, semalam.

Timbalan Ketua Polis Kuala Lumpur Datuk Azry Akmar Ayob berkata, setakat ini lima suspek sudah ditahan di sekitar Banting, Selangor.

"Semakan mendapati semua mereka mempunyai rekod jenayah lampau. Tiga lagi suspek yang masih bebas sedang dikesan dan suspek diminta untuk menyerah diri kepada polis.

"Semua suspek akan ditahan reman bagi membantu siasatan mengikut Seksyen 307 Kanun Keseksaan," katanya dalam kenyataan, hari ini.

Menurutnya, polis memohon kerjasama daripada orang ramai untuk menyalurkan maklumat tentang sebarang kegiatan yang menyalahi undang-undang.

"Sebarang maklumat berkaitan kejadian ini boleh disalurkan kepada Hotline Polis Kuala Lumpur di talian 03-21159999 atau Bilik Gerakan IPD Brickfields di talian 03-22979222 atau mana-mana Balai Polis berhampiran," katanya.

Terdahulu, Harian Metro melaporkan dua lelaki cedera selepas dirempuh Toyota Vios dan Hilux di sini, semalam.

[myreach4thestars]

Kuala Lumpur 3-5. nap

Január 7.-én rengeteg helyen jártunk. A Sultan Abdul Samad Jamek Mecsetnél kezdtünk. Hiába nem volt ki se a vállam se a térdem, fel kellett vennem ottani ruhát, ami még a hajamat is fedte, Gerinek meg ilyen hosszú szoknya szerűt. Maga az épületeggyüttes szép lenne, ha rendesen felújítanák. Volt külön imaterem nőknek. Nagyon meleg, párás időnk volt, a ruha instant szaunaként hatott. Innen átmentünk a folyó túloldalára, ahol kívülről megnéztük a Sultan Abdul Samad Épületet, mely kormányzati hivatal. Vele szemben sétáltunk a Függetlenségi (Merdeka) téren. Ezek után a folyóparti sétánk következett - láttunk részleteket a River of Life program hatásaiból - sok kávézó, színes épületek...Majd a Központi Piacon mentünk keresztül, Geri vett is itt egy baggage taget - poggyászjegyet. A Sin Sze Si Ya taoista templom volt a következő állomásunk. Utána a Petaling bolhapiacon mentünk keresztül. Ezután a Sri Maha Mariamman hindu templomot néztük meg kívűlről. Ezt követően Chinatownban sétálgattunk, megebédeltünk, majdan a Kwai Chai Hong projekt eredményét láttuk Lorong Panggungban - streetarttal és színes lámpásokkal van tele a sikátor. Mindezek után hazamentünk, kis pihi után dolgoztunk/tanultunk.

Január 8-án Bukit Bintang negyedben kezdtünk, mely tele van luxus boltokkal. Láttunk táncoló "sárkányokat". Eznap is nagy hőség volt, Geri fagyival, én bubble teával próbáltam hűteni magam. Majd átsétáltunk a Jalan Alor Étel utcán, mely egy éjszakai piac, de már ekkor is sok stand volt nyitva. Utána a Berjaya Times Square óriási pláza következett, ahol szintén hűsöltünk, plusz vettem végre egy nadrágot a rég kiszakadt helyett. Ezek után a Taman Dusun Bandar parkhoz mentünk, kalandos útvonalon odavissza elmenve egy valószínüleg varánusz mellet, én mindig csak a mozgását hallottam meg. Itt már nagyon kivoltam a melegtől, de nem találtunk légkondis éttermet a közelben, betértünk egy boltba hideg üdítőért majd megebédeltünk - nemzeti ételüket ettük, a Nasi Lemakot. Ezt követően a Thean Hou templomot látogattuk meg - gyönyörű volt és a kilétés is szép volt innen. Kocsit rendeltünk ide alkalmazáson keresztül, és azzal mentünk Brickfields negyedbe, mely a helyi Little India. Itt még sétálgattunk, Geri vásárolt, nézelődtünk majd hazamentünk. Késő délután tudtam videótelózni anyuval és mamával.

Január 9-én pihinapot tartottunk, csak felmentünk úszni az 51. emeleten található infinity poolba és elmentünk ebédelni, délután pedig szokásos dolgozás/tanulás következett.

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

Our Daily Homily

by F.B. Meyer

"Why is it that Thou hast sent me?" – Exodus 5:22

Before God can use us, He must bring us to an end of ourselves. When Paul was summoned to the greatest epistles and labors of his life, his strength was drained to utter weakness, and he despaired even of life. So in the case of Moses and Israel.

Moses, for forty years, had been undergoing the emptying process; but perhaps when God called him to this great enterprise, there may have been a slight revival of confidence in himself, in his mission, his miracles, the eloquence of Aaron’s speech. So in the rebuff he received from Pharaoh, in the bitter remonstrance of the elders of his people, in the sad consciousness that his efforts had aggravated their condition, the lesson was still further taught him—that of himself he could do absolutely nothing.

Israel also had begun to hope something from his mission. Through the brickfields the story ran of his early years, his uncompromising speech to Pharaoh, of his miracles; and the wretched slaves cherished faith in him and Aaron as their heaven-sent deliverers. They had, however, to learn that all such hopes were vain, and to see that the brothers, at the best, were as weak as themselves. Then the way was prepared to lean only on God.

Ourselves.—By repeated failures all along our life-course God is teaching us the same lesson. We fail to justify and then to sanctify ourselves. Our efforts to serve and please Him only end in increasing perplexity. The tale of bricks is doubled; the burdens augment; the strength of our purpose is broken; we are utterly discouraged; and then, when the soul is utterly desolate, the heavenly Bridegroom draws near and says, "I will do all; I am Alpha and Omega; I am thy salvation."

[handweavers]

if you dont mind me asking, where did you get the linen? Baby sewist in KL and I have no idea where to go to get nice fabric

your best bet would be to go right downtown to the city centre near bandaraya station, there are several big fabric shops: gio fabrics kl, nagoya textiles, and kamdar, and between the 3 you'll find everything you could ever need. maya silk is nearby too

if you're looking for good cottons and indian fabrics you can also check brickfields, just walk down the main street and there's literally so many fabric shops it's overwhelming. great prices

a personal favourite for good quality linen is spotlight (there's one at mytown but i'm more familiar with the one at ipc in pj), their linen is excellent quality but can be pricey bc spotlight is an aussie company & the conversion to ringgit is ugly. if you get membership (FREE) you get automatic 40% discount on everything and if you combine that with sales they have on all the time and coupons you get by email you can get linen for as low as rm25 a metre which is REALLY good even with conversion rates. the remnants section will also usually have offcuts of the same linen for under rm20 that you can use for smaller projects or patchwork to make a larger garment

also if you're ever in seremban/negeri sembilan, nagoya textiles has another location there and it's great too, seremban doesn't have too many other options aside from a few little shoplots along the main road in the old part of town