This is my dad’s autobiography.  I am rewriting it in English based on my dad’s manuscript. hopefully I can get it done before the end of this year…

Preview #1

Over generations, they were told that they might be descendants of migrants from the land over the sea. They lives in seasides, rivers sides, and where the rivers meet the sea. they move about from one river to another, walked upriver, moves on and around to find the best place to settle down.

Bushes and trees they felled together so that each of them got a place to call home. They now got a fertile land of their own. 
While the leaves and branches are drying in the heat of the sun, some men are by the river, fishing or trapping while some ladies wove mats out from the mengkuang leaves.

Then when the leaves and branches dried up, they burnt them into ashes. They plow the soil, cultivate it with fast growing spinach or yams. We need more food for the day when more help will come.

Then the special day arrives. Friends and relatives from villages near and afar, come to lend their hand to seed the paddies. With the help that they got, all seedlings planted, soil covered, all in a day.

Then the others leaves to where they were from. Those left sew the leaves, saw the woods and tied the bamboos as roofs, walls ,and floors of their temporary homes.

As the baby paddies, melons and pumpkins greens the plane, signs of relief fills the air. The hard work had finally paid off.

This story is about one of them.

 

Preview #2

On the first day of January 1952, the eight chosen recruits, myself included, gets into the waiting truck headed for the police training depot. We are to be trained as member of the police force and then be assigned throughout the nation.
Upon arriving at the police depot, I saw beautiful and nicely alligned buildings which sits next to a  spacious playing field. Further on, rows upon rows of recruits are at another field, perfecting their march.

All 8 of us are being escorted into a wooden building. At the main entrance, the sign reads “48 F Company”

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As usual, the orders from state police contingent came early, and the police training depot has assigned me and three others for Batu Gajah Police Station.

How uncomfortable and boring it was, I must give my gratitute to God and the excellent trainers for the wonderful knowledge.

After eight months, I am truly now part of the police force, no longer a recruit.  All of us except one are heading for the north. We all looked sturdy in a full police uniform, each of us armed with an MK5 rifle and 50 pieces of .303 bullets. As we arrives at the train station and disembarking the police truck, I saw a dedicated police coach was waiting, ready to move.

We finally managed to con Ayie to move to Kuantan. He was supposed to move with Along way back in December, but stayed, probably being sweet-talked by his employer.

Last weekend, I had to drive the Rusa from PJ  to JB to pick him hand his stuffs (including a motobike) and bring all that to Kuantan. Got my Raidah to acompany me to JB. We depart from PJ at roughly 8:00am

Ayie and Arip was waiting for me at JB. Arip was there to get his SPM results (that is another story.). We arrived the at about 12.00pm, and then depart after 1.00pm. We arrived in Kuantan just before 7pm.

Hey, I was driving a van and didn’t go over the national speed limit.

Anyway, here are some pictures that we took somewhere after Rompin, and near Pekan. We took the Kota Tinggi – Mersing – Pekan route.

Ayie is the skinny one, while his younger brother is the one with the extra flesh 🙂

The cute one is my little Raidah.

My lovely sister passed away on the 5th March 2009. She was 48.

She died due to breast cancer that had spread to her lungs.

I will miss her dearly.

May she be the blessed.

Al-fatihah.

I am surprised on how fast Raidah learnt how to use a computer. She now can use the mouse to play simple game.  She learnt that all by herself, by looking at how I use the PC. The only thing I had taught her was to click-and-hold the mouse button if she want to  drag items in her Barney games. The best part is that, even though she recognize alphabets,  she still don’t know how to read. Yet she could easily use a computer…

Sigh!!!!!

 

27th October 2008, you are 4 years old!!!.. Bapak loves you…

Your birthday slice of cake at Fruity, Tesco Shah Alam

Quite busy now. But try to get thing written in.

So, if you are somewhere in Gambang, and don’t mind eating at a warung kampung, then you should try this place. Located in front of the BHP petrol station at the town of Gambang.

 

 

Since the operation was resheduled to Friday, I spend Thursday night at Jengka. I was at Kuantan from  Friday morning until Sunday afternoon. 

The prostate operation on Friday was successful. Post operation progress looks fine. According to the doctor at KMC (Doctor Aziz if I’m not mistaken), he might be discharged Monday morning. He suggest that my father not go straight home to Jengka, but to stay at my brothers home in Kuantan for another week – easier to go to the hospital if there are any complications. Afterwards, he can go home. 

However, since it was a TURP operation, for following 2 to 3 weeks, he might still see traces of blood when he pass urine.

Atuk  (as I would sometime refer him as. I normally call him as “Apak”) is in good mod and looks so happy since the operation. Look at this photo of him and his 3 grandkids – Raidah, Fifi and Raeiyd. 

Thanks to Doctor Suhaimi, Doctor Aziz, and the dedicated nurses….

 

I got the hospital name wrong. It was Kuantan Medical Centre (KMC), not KSH.
The good thing is KMC got WiFi, so I could write on the status today.

I spent the night in Jengka, since I only managed to get out of KL after 4pm. Before that at 2pm, I got the news that the operation was postponed.

The operation which was scheduled yesterday, was rescheduled for today. It was because his blood is a little bit low for the operation. They top up 1 pint of blood last night.

This morning, the docs said that my father is ready for surgery.
My father was wheeled into the operation room at 9:30am this morning.

The operation was done at 12:15 in the afternoon. Dad looks jovial when he was wheeled out of the operation room.

My father was conscious thoroughout the operation period. They did spinal anesthesia.

Thank god, everything looks fine.

After few years of seeking treatment at the Tengku Ampuan Afzan hospital for his BPH, my father got sick on lack of any tangible solutions for his problems. 

Last Monday, he decided to get a second opinion. He went to Kuantan Specialist Hospital.

After few checkups, and tests, on Tuesday he got the news that they could perform the prostate operation tomorrow, 8th May. 

I did not know what kind of prostate operation that they would perform (Laser, Heat, TURP, or others), but I trust that the KSH doctors knew better.

I will be on leave tomorrow and friday, to be at the hospital.

Pray that the operation will be OK.

UPDATE: The operation will start at approximately 3pm Thursday, 8/5/08.