Friday, August 31, 2012
open house????
this year i have decided to stay away from open house except of those of my siblings. it is just too tiring,
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Thursday, August 23, 2012
what happened to me?
i guess it is about time that i address the above, here goes. sometime in oct 2000, my business partner,iqbal feiruz khan, a cousin of my wife, lodged a police report that i took money out of my company, pigas engineering sdn. bhd. without proper authorisation.
he then paid Dato johar che din,( the former selangor CPO who himself was afflicted by stroke) ringgit 200,000/- through azeez rahim, the current head of putera UMNO.( this was what 1qbal proudly told me). i was then arrested and charged with CBT.
it took me almost 3 years to have these charges dropped. of course, by that time, the company could no longer function and since then myself and family have gone through a living hell. alhamdulillah, i am still alive .
the above is in a nutshell what happened.
he then paid Dato johar che din,( the former selangor CPO who himself was afflicted by stroke) ringgit 200,000/- through azeez rahim, the current head of putera UMNO.( this was what 1qbal proudly told me). i was then arrested and charged with CBT.
it took me almost 3 years to have these charges dropped. of course, by that time, the company could no longer function and since then myself and family have gone through a living hell. alhamdulillah, i am still alive .
the above is in a nutshell what happened.
Sunday, August 19, 2012
ANOTHER RAMADAN, HARI RAYA
ANOTHER RAMADAN AND HARI RAYA HAD JUST ZIPPED PAST LEAVING ONLY MEMORIES. THANKFULLY, THIS TIME RELATIVE TO THE PREVIOUS ONES SINCE MY AFFLICTION, RAMADAN AND HARI RAYA HAS LEFt a very happy IMPRINT in my THOUGHTS, AS IT HAD BEEN A VERY GOOD RAMADAN AND HARI RAYA.many pluses and hardly any negatives except of course the perennial exhaustion.
alas, herewith are the feel good memories:-
1. all throughout ramadan, my son no.2 had taken ramadan in his stride and every day dutifully fulfill his fasting and buying food from the ramadan bazaar for the breaking of fast, ramadan seems a breeze to him
2. together with my 2nd, 3rd and 4th son we departed home with a heavy foreboding with regards to the traffic, which proved to be wasted energy since the traffic to and fro was smooth. kudos to PLUS, it seems that after all these years, PLUS has learnt the lesson well.hopefully raya'S extreme gridlock is a thing of the past.
3. no.4 son COMING ALONG was a very pleasant surprise for me.ALHAMDULILLAH
4. my mothers happiness upon our arrival makes it all worthwhile. so just the simple things no need to shower her with any material baggage.
just the fact that all her children are back celebrating raya with her was good enough to minimise the sadness of another raya without her beloved husband, my dear father. alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah.
of course raya cannot be narrated without mentioning the joy of meeting each other, seeing the next generation ALREADY growN ANOTHER YEAR, visiting graves of our dear departed, the communal raya prayer and the hearty raya breakfast and of course finally visiting our dear relatives. it is all these social encounters and shared endeavours with loved ones, of course AT ALL TIMES minimising the encroachment of commercialisation which if lusted upon would destroy the very FABRIC of what raya should BE AND mean to us.
alas, herewith are the feel good memories:-
1. all throughout ramadan, my son no.2 had taken ramadan in his stride and every day dutifully fulfill his fasting and buying food from the ramadan bazaar for the breaking of fast, ramadan seems a breeze to him
2. together with my 2nd, 3rd and 4th son we departed home with a heavy foreboding with regards to the traffic, which proved to be wasted energy since the traffic to and fro was smooth. kudos to PLUS, it seems that after all these years, PLUS has learnt the lesson well.hopefully raya'S extreme gridlock is a thing of the past.
3. no.4 son COMING ALONG was a very pleasant surprise for me.ALHAMDULILLAH
4. my mothers happiness upon our arrival makes it all worthwhile. so just the simple things no need to shower her with any material baggage.
just the fact that all her children are back celebrating raya with her was good enough to minimise the sadness of another raya without her beloved husband, my dear father. alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah.
of course raya cannot be narrated without mentioning the joy of meeting each other, seeing the next generation ALREADY growN ANOTHER YEAR, visiting graves of our dear departed, the communal raya prayer and the hearty raya breakfast and of course finally visiting our dear relatives. it is all these social encounters and shared endeavours with loved ones, of course AT ALL TIMES minimising the encroachment of commercialisation which if lusted upon would destroy the very FABRIC of what raya should BE AND mean to us.
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