- published: 13 Jan 2016
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Bangsar, also Bungsar (archaic), is an affluent residential suburb on the outskirts of Kuala Lumpur, lying about 4 kilometres (2.5 mi) south-west of the city centre. It is part of the Lembah Pantai parliamentary constituency. Bangsar is administered by Dewan Bandaraya Kuala Lumpur (DBKL) unlike other townships in the Klang Valley such as Petaling Jaya and Subang Jaya which have their own municipal councils. Neighbourhood residents' associations and business councils play a part in communicating with the local authority but they exercise no legal or administrative power. Malays make up the majority of the population at 61% followed by the Chinese at 24%, Indians at 15%.
In the year 1906, Malaya was still under British administration. The London based Kuala Lumpur Rubber Co. Ltd. (KLR) was incorporated on 19 May 1906 and it set out to plant rubber trees around Kuala Lumpur to capitalise on the booming rubber price brought about by the introduction of the modern motor-car and pneumatic rubber tyres as replacement for horse-drawn carriages in the United States. Among KLR's first board members were a Mr Edouard Bunge and Alfred Grisar, a Frenchman. The two men's names were contracted to create the name Bunge-Grisar rubber estate or Bungsar Estate.
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Every single car on the new jersey turnpike
Has their hazards flashing for a fireworks display
I'll stop and watch it but I'm too busy thinking
Of every single chance that I was too afraid to take
Life gets in the way of living
And interrupts the could-of would-of should-of
That I ask myself each day
Where I've spent my time
And how I'm spending it
And if I'm simply wasting it away
So while I sat there motor humming on the shoulder I thought
I'd find a pen and start to write my failures out
But then the lights were gone and both sides of the paper were full
So hazards off turn signal on gas pedal down
Life gets in the way of living
And interrupts the could-of would-of should-of
That I ask myself each day
Where I've spent my time
And how I'm spending it
And if I'm simply wasting it away
Life gets in the way of living
And interrupts the could-be would-be should-be
That we're offered every day
And now that you and I've been given what we've wanted