Ling shivered as she poured herself a cup of tea with a BOH tag still wound around the handle. She had gotten out of bed way too early. Morning light was creeping out from the back of the mountains into the cold grey. Mist filled her balcony.
Hours later at Dewan Puncak Arabella hilltop at 1440 metres on Tanah Rata, it was still misty. On the pretext of getting more tea at the back of the town hall, she exchanged glances with a flustered man in suit and tie.
“Boss. This is pretty intense,” she whispered.
“You don’t say. Stubborn buggers. They should call it quits or else they will face the music!” Ho’s eyes narrowed. The new managing director of the energy company hadn’t expected this situation.
Ling looked in his direction at the Orang Asli, or the indigenous people, of Cameron Highlands who had gathered at the meeting on a silent protest against a proposed dam. They feared that they would be dragged away from their home—the forest. The national energy company, with the backing of the Pahang state leaders, had announced that the construction of the new hydroelectric plant was to be sited within the Ulu Jelai and Bukit Jerut forest reserves.
Environmental activists had questioned the wisdom of building a dam within the protected nature areas that were rich in flora and fauna. The proposed 88-metre concrete dam was to be built on Sungai Bertam where the indigenous people fished, drank and washed. Part of the damming process would trap fresh water in an enclosure, creating the artificial Susu reservoir.