Sunday, January 20, 2008

A tribute to Aris Rizal Fernando Abdullah (Christopher Fernando)




I don't know him personally but those who followed the trials of Anwar Ibrahim in the late 90s would remember his courage and determination.


This is how Az, one of his nieces (a close friend of mine) remembers him:


"He was very generous.He was kind to everyone in the family"


Az said there were 3 hovering helicopters on the day of his funeral.I hope they were from the media.Who else would be interested in a dead body?


Anyway, for a man who worked so hard to bring order in this country (he was a Criminal Law Lawyer), I say my fatihah and yassin.May Allah letakkan rohnya di kalangan mereka yang diredhoi.


Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Meeting old friends

masih cuba muda




So I met up with Jag after almost 3 decades (she insisted it was 2 decades...ha ha...just like Kim who thought we are all STILL a year younger this year...everyone has problem remembering..already!).Andrew joined us.Liz was having a flu upstairs the Petronas Tower and felt too sick to come down and pass us her virus.We were at the DOME.



After lunch and catching up with each other's news, Jag and I went to the Petronas Art Gallery.Most impressive esp this chap's digital work as he remembers the history of the nation.Can't remember his name, though.



H and I are still working on the conference proposal.I hope she will submit soon and that no one will plagiarise our ideas/concept paper.A few people have said yes they'd join us in Oct if it works accordingly.



Anyway..a pic I took with Jag and Andrew at KLCC today.Jag leaves for Melbourne next week.Andrew soon (to wild life and surfing).I am tired just thinking about the need to re-programme the self every time you move to a new country/migrate (to new climate, new culture, new driving system, etc).I'll stick to my annual vacation abroad.It's more short term. :))

Friday, January 11, 2008

Birthday talk

To all: thanks for texts and emails on my birthday and any forthcoming well wishes.We celebrated early this year since yesterday was a public holiday (New Year for the Islamic calendar) so we went to One Bangsar..wahlau...so many choices (see http://www.onebangsar.com/home.html) but we opted to go mediterranean this year, at Saffron ( http://www.saffron.com.my/).You guys should check out this restaurant.It's not as elaborately decorated as the Japanese, French, Italian, Vietnamese, Thai and other restaurants of the same row (Jalan Ara, Bangsar where bungalows are converted to hype restaurants) but the foods/fruit juices/desserts..subhanallah...so nice! The tapas range is particularly delightful and price is reasonable (about RM100 per head for so many dishes, fruit drinks and dessert..OK lah tu.If you go to hotels..RM100 per dish per head).

For the first time, we didn't know what we were eating...we kept asking each other..what is this? how do you eat it? etc etc...For an aging (old) woman..that's quite kinky.Ha ha.

At the end of the evening, my lips and tongue were "lebam" (bruise colour) I don't know which entry caused it.There were too many colours (natural colours from vegetables/herbs, etc) I told Nik, "Maybe we should go to the Emergency...maybe I'm having a heart attack...something wrong with my heart/blood flow.."

Yup, I was my age alright!(health whines)

May you have a good one yourself as we plod along.

p/s unfortunately I forgot to re-charge the batteries so no pics this year.I only managed to take Nik's pic.Will that do? (at least you get to see some of the Saffron dishes...)

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Chua Soi Lek:Framed and Fell

A lot has been said of Chua Soi Lek, former Minister of Health but I think he did the right thing by resigning from ALL positions of power. http://news.sky.com/skynews/article/0,,30200-1298973,00.html?f=rss

We wish him well.

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

We made it!



2008 is here! Alhamdullilah..another year to work on perfecting ourselves (and improve our relationship with other people, the environment and God)


I'll just laze around today. Then perhaps feed the ducks.

Friday, December 28, 2007

Al Fatihah (a tribute to Benazir Bhutto)

too much love for the homeland
(touch down in Pakistan after 8 years in exile)

Western-educated but very much a believer (Benazir, reading the Quran)


The Audrey Hepburn in her

Gentle but firm


"If we have to die protecting our homeland...so be it"





She could have been a beauty queen but chose to die a martyr.If she were caught in the games men played, was she a victim or was she just being brave? Can rule of law be applied to a country in which illiteracy still runs high? Is 'democracy' a word used to accommodate violence?And more violence?By all parties...in D.C., Rawalpindi, Karachi...

If you want to give peace to a troubled nation, give it schools and universities.Not guns and ballot boxes.



But Sister Benazir, we will remember you NOT as a courageous woman but a courageous leader who did not turn away from her people.Trying.Hoping.That humanity can be restored.



Al Fatihah.

Monday, December 24, 2007

Qurban

My niece (Dr.) Ummi taking care of drinks
at her nenek's kenduri

The room at Cyberview Lodge

Fish, Nik caught without bait


Z, trying her hand at tennis



It was a long break for us.We drove back to Raub after work.Arrived at about 9 pm.The following day was Eidul Adha.Didn't feel like going out or visiting relatives so I stayed home, entertained relatives who came and waited for Angah to collect the qurban meat from his wife's kampong.We didn't even go to watch the slaughtering but I am happy to know the qurban meat was distributed to the poor.

On day 3, my mom held a huge feast.She said this Raya was going to be her last.So we played along and helped cook.Mizi and his mom prepared the Arab rice as well as korma mutton (and a traditional dish which was a delight to everyone who came).My sisters and I did the rest: salad and spicy fried chicken. Truly tiring but I think the whole thing went pretty well (some 100 people turned up and they did Raya takbir and aqiqah for Eishah's kids as well).

I rushed home the following day to unwind at Cyberview Lodge. First thing we did was get a Balinese body massage at the Sembunyi Spa...then sauna, steamy room and warm jacuzzi.Nice...truly nice.

There was a garden wedding in the evening.We went to have a look and lie on a hammock by the pool, under the moonlight. Ruzy asked if this was our second honeymoon.Ha ha. I sms-ed back, "Saja nak habiskan annual leave as well as nak mengabehkan boraih."

The following day we went fishing (at a man made fishpond).It was truly frustrating.The fish ate our bait but escaped being caught.Cyberjaya fish are more intelligent than us!

But just before we left, Z caught one (but returned it back to the water).Then Nik caught another (without bait!) We thought that was really funnyyyyyyyy.....

Z wanted to play some tennis before we left for her friend's bday treat at One Utama so we did.

It's a nice place to unwind and it's so close to KL/PJ.You don't have to travel far for a holiday you so deserve. I'd rate it 5 outa 5.

Saturday, December 08, 2007

Poetry workshop

I arrived late at the British Council poetry workshop (facilitated by British Poet Coach, London DJ, music producer Charlie Dark http://www.ontheflip.com/features/feat_charliedark.html. I was late cos' I had to chair a panel of 3 who spoke on World Peace: The Contributions of Islam and Hinduism. It was enlightening.Bro. Anuar (born in Tamil Nadu but now a Malaysian citizen) spoke on Hinduism as a revealed religion and pointed out how Prophet Adam landed in Ceylon when Ceylon was still part of India.There was a river which widened into a sea at the time of Noah's flood and he said in India, there are graves of Habil and Qabil (Cain and Abel) and how in one of India's old texts, there's a story about how a crow taught a man how to bury the brother he killed (the story is also in the Quran.Bro Anuar said this Indian text is older than the Quran).He pointed out that Allah sent many prophets (to every race since Adam) and that He only taught one Deen (belief) but syariats are many.The Deen is La Illahaillallah (there is only one God). He said reincarnation was never taught in the original Hinduism.No mention of it in the Vedas.That came only in the Upanishad.

Interesting.Interesting.To think that Prophet Adam could be an Indian.I have heard claims that he was African.

Then I had to rush for the poetry workshop.It was my 3rd workshop with the British Council. BC sends good ones to train us. Wave, thanks! Charlie Dark is a wonderful being but a slave driver.Wough..he made us perform twice on stage.I hated that but saw his point: if you want to be taken seriously, you have to get out of your comfort zone.You have to be brave.

Aye!

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Goodbye 2007

It's already December.My life is still on the fast lane (busy, no proper rest).Was at the film premier hosted by the NZ High Commissioner. Met new friends during cocktails held after the show. We planned for some 'get together' event soon. Best juga.Z came with me.Anthony Hopkins in The World's Fastest Indian gave his most excellent performance. Kita terhibur.

I hope 2007 will go gently.We are expecting another major earthquake just before Xmas.I hope there will be no more tsunami coming our way. :(

Monday, November 26, 2007

Mabuhay Manila!

The choir which sang folk songs from Asian countries


From left: Eugen (Germany), Baibonn (Philippines), me (Malaysia), Chan (Vietnam) and Harry (Australia)




I just got home from a symposium in Manila.Second visit to this land of beautiful and hospitable people (although a friend told me they were also constantly at each other's throat over petty things).I met up with some wonderful people I met 5 years ago.Krip, Jimmy, Danton and George (G and his tunang came to my hotel) And oh! Chan was there too and we met Eugen at Starbucks, Megamall.Finally! Pics as above.

I got lucky with Dr Mariam's choice (Baibonn took me around.What a nice, crazy woman she is! We shed tears together at Hossein's as we ate our lamb bryani.She told me about her mother, butchered mercilessly in the 1970s and how she escaped marriage at 9 or 10) She showed me how Manila had progressed.I love their malls which are shopper-friendly (Trinoma has beautiful, spacious gardens.Baibonn says there are more but we don't have time to visit them all.Prices are cheaper in Manila than in KL, folks).

The symposium itself was nicely organised.I also found out who my real friends were and what made genuine scholars genuine. If they are reading this, wave!

Monday, November 12, 2007

BERSIH vs REMPIT

Banyak yang berlaku selepas Deepavali (open house Datuk FOMCA kat Maharaj Restaurant bagusssssssss...I know nama kuih2 Deepavali which I ate when young during Deepavalis: kalu rendek, niyi rendek and paito rendek.Syok sangat makan sampai tak sempat ambik gambar from Penthouse Restaurant tu). Sebelum tu hadir GHEF 2007 at Nikko.I malas balik, I took a room (Man bagi discount).Best juga bertekak pasal Higher Education worldwide.Sekarang semua negara maju nak mai Asia sebab kita pasaran besar untuk education industry ni (untungnya billions beb!) Europe nak buat block dia gayanya...Amerika dah mula kontrol Gulf countries (kata Aslam, sapa2 nak buat MoU dgn unis mereka kena ada accreditation dari this American body.Binggung betul! Lebih percaya org asing dari sedara seIslam)

Yang I benggang semua nak berlagak mcm good samaritans bila bercakap pasal giving access and equity tapi masih selective (mesti beri pada yang berduit, ber-internet, ber-electricity) Someone asked hok kat war zones tu sapa bagi access to higher education? Palestine? Iraq? Afghanistan (kebetulan I spoke at AIKOL to an NGO from Kabul yang kata 70% of their population tak pergi sekolah sebab sekolah takda). I rasa tak salah kalau kata terang2 we are in this biz cos' it's the best money making industry.Tak payah la nak bermuka2 kata we are helping the marginalised by having Open Unis or e-universiti (kalau baik sangat bagi la free education!). People of the old school would be concerned with quality and academic excellence.Yang hamprak sibuk dgn market forces. I came out from the session on Access and Equity truly disillusioned. Nasib one VC from South Africa (dia orang Muslim tapi hebat!) bentang paper which gave me hope.

Yang nyata orang2 negara maju sukakan competition.Orang Asia disuruh go for collaboration oleh VC USM (who spoke very well tapi ada juga suggestion dia yang merbahaya like open the door to all..no minimum requirement.Wei...kalau areas yang menyabitkan nyawa, how? Like Medicine or Engineering? La ni byk komplen engineering students tak leh baca manual books in English..bila buat jambatan, jambatan runtuh, etc.Apatah lagi those yang buat Medic).

News hebat is the successful gathering by BERSIH on Saturday.I was at Nik's friend's Open House (so sure gathering tu tak jadi cos' the rakyat were intimidated by Msian fear culture).I sat next to this guy yang dapat reports/pics of the gathering (so I helped text the world about dev in the city.Dah lama nak jadi pemberita!). I could not believe they got the Agong.Pandai elak polis! But how do you control a population whose IQs are higher than their leaders'?

As long as they are peaceful marches, why fear? Buat tak tau je.Besoknya semua balik makan nasi 4 pinggan balik.

Mat rempit pi mana on Saturday? Depa pun pakai baju kuning kot? :))

Gambar-gambar di sini: http://www.harakahdaily.net/bm/index.php/utama/koleksi-gambar-perhimpunan-rakyat-save-malaysia-restore-our-rights.html

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

More reviews, more sales

I had fun at PENA House on Saturday (malamnya I was in Raub celebrating my school's 60th year anniversary.Can you imagine it's older than Malaysia?). Seronok jumpa kawan-kawan sealiran. Kausalya and I took to the stage again. Nostalgic.We were always performing.Kami lah Lantai.At Pena function, some funny characters I have not met, I met (Tan Sri Adam is a good example). Dato Baha and Dato Othman Kelantan and Dato Ahmad Sebi were there as well.Yang best dengar Dato Dr. Hassan Ahmad Affandi bercakap.It was a pleasure listening to him. :)

I was in a panel session with Prof Irwan and Dr Chong on nasib sastera 50 tahun akan datang.Managed to sell some books. Ha ha..this would be the best part, I guess.Then bumped into a review on one of the Art of Naming poems which is also published in Voices of Resistance (Ca, USA). The review came out in Postcolonial Text, Vol 3, No. 2 (2007) and I quote Masood Raja of Kent State University:

Part Four, Re-Claiming our bodies/Re-claiming our sexualities, deals with, as is obvious, women's bodies and sexuality, most sensitive subjects in Muslim societies. The challenge to a stereotypical view of the Muslim womanhood becomes obvious in a few lines of Nor Faridah Abdul Manaf's poem "The Veil, My Body":

It's just a piece of cloth
But after Palestine, Iraq, Afghanistan, Maluku, Kosovo
This is all I have. (246)

The Muslim female identity is constructed within the larger imperatives of native patriarchy and the international power politics, and in such a complex scenario any reading of the female Muslim subject will have to be much more nuanced and complex. Voices of Resistance brilliantly places itself in between the two extremes of politics of representation --West and the Islamic East -- and lets the female Muslim subject speak for herself.The collection, besides being interesting for non-academic reader, will be a useful text in fields as diverse as literature, politics, cultural studies, women studies and studies of gender.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Spore trip

An early start but berbaloi! I think our team of 12 had done a good job today.

We went to NUS (met Dr. Talib briefly but we learned much from him too. John and Shirley were hospitable) and visited an NGO in Geyland (phuiyooo...even Prince Andrew visited them!) A lot to learn from this group.As always, Dr H and I are thinking big (for our own NGO helping the needy)

Hoping to dine with Ai Girl tonite.Besok NTU pulak.

Monday, October 22, 2007

Malek: My ISA Detention Horror (article by Li Tsin)

Malek: My ISA detention horror
Soon Li Tsin
Oct 20, 07 1:47pm

People often forget incidents of the past but for former ISA detainee Abdul Malek Hussin, one horror event will forever by inscribed in his mind - his living hell in detention.

Abdul Malek Hussin, 51, was recently awarded RM2.5 million in damages against the government over his arrest and torture in 1998. This was the outcome after he filed a civil suit in March 1999, naming special branch officer Borhan Daud, the then Inspector General of Police Abdul Rahim Noor and the government as respondents.

It has been nine years since the chairperson of polls watchdog Malaysians for Free and Fair Elections (Mafrel) was detained under the draconian Internal Security Act and he recollects every moment of it in an interview with Malaysiakini.

Here are some excerpts:

It has been nine years, Malek. Can you relate to us what happened then, what did they do to you and how you felt?

When (former deputy PM Anwar Ibrahim) was expelled by the government on allegations of immoral activities, there was widespread dissent among the people against the injustice of (Anwar’s arrest) and as a private citizen, I undertook to support the cause of justice for Anwar. I was among the many who were unhappy with how the government under Dr Mahathir used and abused powers then to expel Anwar and I decided to show my support.

I was involved with the reformasi movement from the first day on Sept 4 1998. After the arrest of Anwar Ibrahim, I took the initiative to organise another massive gathering to demand the release of Anwar and the resignation of Mahathir and Inspector-General of Police Abdul Rahim Noor then. I then led the gathering at Majid Negara on Sept 25, five days after Anwar was arrested.

I was arrested at my home. It was about 10-11pm and I was staying in Ampang then. I returned (home) in a car driven by a friend who dropped me (off) about 200 metres from my house and the police arrested me at the gate. I was handcuffed and forced to open the gate of my house by the arresting party led by ASP Borhan Daud.

First of all he forced me to open (my house door) and of course I asked him, “Why are you handcuffing me?” and he said I was being arrested under the ISA. Then I asked, “Why do you need to handcuff me?” he said “ISA” and I asked him “What's the reason for my arrest,” (and he said) “ISA” and he mentioned it like some mechanic and robotic answer that everything was (under the) ISA. He then said he wanted to conduct a search in my house and I asked him where's the warrant. In fact I asked for the warrant of arrest under the ISA. He said it was not necessary and I asked him why and he said well, ISA and he said I should know that.

He wanted to search my house and I asked him where's the warrant of search and again, he said it was not necessary and I asked him why and he said ISA. I called my kids and my family to open the door and the policemen went in with their shoes straightaway to the ground floor and the first floor of my house. Then they went to my study room and ransacked and checked all my documents. Then then entered my master bedroom where my wife and children were sleeping. My wife was shocked and asked me what was happening and I showed her the handcuffs and when she asked me why, I said, “ISA”.

Then, they confiscated some documents and they also recorded the documents. After 40 minutes in my house, they told me to leave with them. I was then asked where was my car. Borhan forced me to show him my car and I said I was driven by a friend and I was dropped about 200 metres away. I showed Borhan exactly the spot where I was dropped. My friend had just left the scene. (Borhan) became so angry and irritated by my response that he slapped me there and then - the pain I can feel until today, I tell you. There is this drizzling sound and I am still hearing it now, until today. I think I have got more than 40-50 percent hearing loss in my left ear. When this was brought up in the courts, Borhan denied it.

After that, he forced me into the car, it's not a police car, it's an unmarked car. I was told to wear a certain (pair of) spectacles with blurred vision but then I realised that the frame here (on the left) was broken and I told them that it was broken and they told me to (take off) my specs and once of the officers (took) off his black t-shirt and wrapped my whole head (inside it). You can imagine the smell from the t-shirt which he must have worn from early morning and it was then midnight. It was so smelly and they forced me down inside the car. I knelt down and told not to look anywhere because they did not want me to know where I will be taken.

Then they drove and about a few minutes later, the car stopped at a location. I didn't know where. They then carried me up a staircase of a building which later turn out to be the (Kuala Lumpur Police Contingent headquarters). They brought me to a room and I was told to sign a certain (piece of) paper which stated that I was arrested under the ISA prepared by Borhan, so Borhan was the arresting officer.

After that they told me to undress - to take off my shirt and my trousers. I thought that was okay because I knew ISA detainees will be given a special detention uniform (that is) blue in colour so I thought I would be given a new uniform. (After) I undressed myself completely, suddenly an officer handcuffed me very tightly from the back and there were about six to eight officers in front of me in a small room on the first floor. I was handcuffed and they blindfolded me with two (pieces of) black cloth and I was completely disoriented. I did not know who they were so I guess they were all the arresting officers led by Borhan.

Then Borhan just kicked me and punched me and I can hear his voice right in front of me because he arrested me and I can recognise his voice. One officer would take a hard object and hit me on the right leg, another officer would hit me on the left leg and then they started punching my face. Then I was given a flying kick, a side kick and I was just turned back and they force me to stand up.

Soon I fell unconscious for the first time and they poured water and forced me to stand up again and I fell unconscious again - all in a total of five times. And I also counted how many times I was hit by using my fingers [...] altogether it was 63 hits. After that I completely could not withstand it and I passed out. That was what I could recall consciously.

Now in one of those moments I was hit by a very powerful punch and suddenly my blindfold just dropped down and right in front of me was (Abdul) Rahim Noor who was wearing a red (boxing) glove. He was wearing an Indonesian batik (shirt) in dark trousers and brown polished shoes. I could remember and I described that in court in detail. And because the (blindfold) had fallen, I was shocked and he was also shocked because I could recognise him and he just ran away behind the door and the officers all fled the scene because they did not want to be recognised. Then they turned me to the wall and blindfolded me again and the beating went on until I passed out.

When I regained consciousness, it was still before 4am. They told me to go to another room with the air-cond in full blast. I was still stripped naked and my body was aching from the beatings. The air-cond was right in the middle of the room and for every couple of minutes they poured cold water on my head. You know you've already been tortured, you're physically severely injured and you're not in the right time of the day and they poured cold water and I was shivering. They asked me whether I was cold and I said yes and they would pour more cold water until about 4.30 am. Then they stopped, no questions asked.

During that ordeal, Borhan asked me if I was thirsty after all the beatings and I said “Of course”. Then suddenly one person would be holding me from the back and another opening my mouth wide open with his fingers. They then poured this dirty, rancid tasting liquid into my mouth. It was urine and they told me it was urine. Their urine, not mine. They just peed between them and they forced into my mouth two cans of their urine.

When they asked if I was hungry or not, I said “Of course I am hungry”. Borhan told his officers to prepare tahi anjing (dog faeces) for me. It was near to my mouth, I could smell the stench. And he threatened me that he wanted to use the syringe which contains HIV virus to be injected into my body because I told him “You better kill me. What's the point? What are you trying to prove? What are you doing here? Why are you so cruel,”I asked them. (He said) “Oh you wanna die, oh then we'll kill you slowly, we'll put the HIV virus into you”. Of course they didn't do that.

And then after about 5am, they stopped the beatings. I think they were also tired and went home.

On Sept 26 by mid-afternoon I was taken to Bukit Aman and placed in solitary confinement only to see sunshine on the 28th day of my detention. So if you ask what's my feeling about that, (it was) very cruel and inhumane. (The police) are not human. I feel even animals have compassion. Even dogs know their masters and even dogs don't bite any other people. They are wost than dogs. If people say they are anjing kerajaan (government dogs), I think at that time they are worse then dogs.

How were you treated there?

I wasn't allow to contact anybody. A couple of days later before the 28th day, they asked if I wanted to see my family. Of course before meeting the family they would arrange a special session for me not to mention anything about what happened to me, not to give any hint that I was tortured and to show to the family that everything is okay and to convince my family (not to file) a habeas corpus or else (I) will not be released. So the threat was there.

And I told my investigating officers in Bukit Aman that I was tortured in IPK and I want to make a police report against Borhan, they said, “No, you don't need to - we have already taken action against Borhan”. Which was of course not true. I was not given any opportunity to lodge any report, not given any opportunity to meet my lawyer, no access to my family and I was only given medical attention a couple of days later in Bukit Aman.

I told the doctor and he checked me and it was confirmed in the medical report about the bruises on the left leg, on the right leg, on the abdomen and the injuries. I complained to Dr Vasantha Ponniah about what happened to me and she had testified in court about my condition based on the bruises that I sustained.

(The) special branch methodology is (to) give harsh treatment on the first day as a very strong reminder to the detainees that things are going to be worse if we fail to give our cooperation. It's more psychological in nature. And of course in Bukit Aman it is already more institutionalised in terms of how they handle the detainees. I was under solitary confinement alone, there was no sunshine, I did not know whether it was in the morning, I did not know at all. On the 28th day on the family visit when I was taken to IPK from Bukit Aman that I really appreciate the sunlight, it was wow, the beauty of the sunray. I tell you it was beautiful.

What was interrogation like?

I was subjected to interrogation for 17 days on the third floor of the building. They would ask me questions from the morning, afternoon, until evening and then sometime, late in the night. Once when they were dissatisfied with what was going on outside where people were still gathering on Jalan Tuanku Abdul Rahman (and) in Kampung Baru, they were unhappy so they call me very late in the night for further interrogation until early morning.

During the course of the interrogation by Bukit Aman officers, the questions they asked day in and day out, questions about the reformasi movement, on Anwar Ibrahim, his relationship with this person and that person. Then Nurul Izzah was meeting (deposed Philippines president Joseph) Estrada in the Philippines and (former US secretary of state) Madeline Albright. I was inside and the activities were outside, and they were asking me what this Gerak and that was formed, and about political reform, on PAS, on whether ISA should be abolished or not.

I don't think you need to arrest me under ISA to ask me these questions.

They denied me of utensils if they found I was not cooperative enough. (They would) pull out the mattress or take away the pillows. After the family visited, they told me I would only be detained for a month and they would release me. (They said) if I do not get the recommendation to release me, then they would extend it until the end and it went on until the 57th day.

There were also days when they (did) nothing. They would send the food and at that time, I got food it was like packed rice and fish with maggots. That means it was done on purpose. I mean we were detainees and this food was supposed to be provided by the government of the state and this means the state had provided me with rotten food.

What happened after your release?

I was released on Nov 21 and subjected to some kind of monitoring thing appointed by the special branch to monitor my activities. I have to report to them and they even threatened me that I could even be re-arrested, I must cooperate with them and the psychology was that they have the power to re-arrest me. So there was that constant fear in me of being re-arrested. It took me quite some time to gather the strength and courage to lodge a police report and I arrived at that decision in March (1999).

What influenced me much more was when the government decided to form the Royal Commission on (Anwar’s black eye incident) when we read about the testimony of Dr Vasantha Ponniah. Then I remembered “Well, that's the lady who treated me”. I thought that was some help. I thought that with the formation of the Royal Commission there will be some space to make a complaint.

From then on, when I was cross examined in the court they asked me why I took such a long time. Well this is not a road accident. This is something you have been tortured, subjected to. You need to rebuild that courage back.

Were you scared? Did you ever feel like giving up?

I tried not to look scared although I was very scared. I feel the special branch are almost everywhere. (I felt) intimidated but to regain that, you have to meet people, and you have to talk to people. Slowly, I started to tell people what happened in detention. They were really surprised. Then friends convinced me why not I speak out and in February I spoke in an event organized by (opposition alliance Malaysian People's Movement for Justice) Gerak by (the late former Pas president) Fadzil Noor in the Kuala Lumpur-Selangor Chinese Assembly Hall in February 1999. I regain my courage and you have to make the most of the report. And you have the understanding that you be subjected to be accused of making a false report. I have to prepare a very lengthy police report and very detailed and an affidavit to file for the civil suit.

How does your family feel about all this?

They are used to what I have been doing. They are very supportive of my activities. The fact that my children and wife knew that I’ve already resolved to report activities for the rights of the people, political activities or social activism. They've been very supportive in the sense that there has been no resentment from my family.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Raya pics

The beauties: Christine, Sivanes and daughter


Deric enjoying his nasi gam.Chee Min looks on





Thian Chai who looks like Tian Chua


Siew Meng buka cerita pasal his new LRT project(architect Thian Chai terpesona)



Peter Yong,Ricky Lee and Andrew Leong, waiting for nasi bryani gam to arrive




After 26 years...

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Back at work

Nothing spectacular but I'm back at work. Raya was so and so. Spent 5 days with my mom.She had too many guests....

Some raya cards from former students now holding important positions here and there.It's nice that they remember to drop me a line. At least I know where they are. Husni is now with Majlis Keselamatan Negara, JPM... (Husni, I hope you are still writing)

Ms Shaik and I may work on a new project.Too many I need to work on, actually.Nanti satu haram tak menjadi.

This Sat. we'll have a reunion meeting & lunch (Mahmudians) We gotta finalise things.We've been talking for 2 years!

Oct and Nov ni tak lekat kain.Pusing when I have to travel again.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Man in space vs urban poverty

Malaysia's first cosmonaut (or space traveller?) will begin his first journey into space today.We wish him well and may he inspire more Msians to be interested in space exploration bla bla bla.Nabi dah lama pi space.Tak kecoh pun.In fact sampai la ni ramai tak percaya he did it.Jumpa Tuhan lagi.

Back in KL, Kak Mun ajak kita pergi visit urban poor in Jelatek, Gombak and Kota Damansara.I had energy only for the first two areas.Dr H had to leave earlier but in Jelatek, we were moved, macam tak percaya urban poverty is so well-hidden in this city.We met up with some 60 single moms and handed Raya hampers, duit raya and beras.Short term assistance but Dr H and I thought we should come back and run workshops for their kids.Harap2 menjadi.We always want to do EVERYTHING but time is not always on our side.The women were so touched, some wept openly.Sedih juga.Tak pernah I lalui Ramadan macam ni.

Then we went to Kg. Kedas 2..hardcore poor.Aiyoo..where do we begin to help long term? It's like we have to re-plan everything ==> from whom you should marry to what you should do when you are constantly abused by your drug addict, good for nothing husband and where to send your 9 kids while you try to recover from a recent childbirth (at 33).

And on TV, Ministers are congratulating one another for the first space programme...

I can't go on, folks.The rich-poor divide is still a grave concern in this country, too eager to pose as a high-tech, affluent nation.

But I must admit it was an emotional launch for me as well -- seeing Soyuz carrying Malaysian hope.Takut meletup...Moga2 Sheikh selamat pergi and selamat kembali. I can imagine how his Mom felt.

Today is also Nik's b'day.

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Have a blessed Eid!



Hyper sibuk this Ramadan and how constantly tested.May I deserve Eid!

We took my mom and little Nabil shopping at MJ at the Curve last weekend.Z and her granny got what they liked but I had to go to another mall the following day to get what I liked (baju raya tahun ni semua jarang2.Kalau body kurus mcm Twiggy takpa la juga...)Not much of a choice cos' it's the last week of Ramadan, I guess.So we went to another mall to finally get what I liked.Lepas tu cepat2 hantar tailor to alter the kain.Tapi elegant gitu. Ha ha.

I was at Prof Morais' inaugural lecture today at MU (on international law in crisis).I liked what I heard although it wasn't anything new.Somehow Prof Morais' analysis on international law crises was convincing and he came out as a genuine person.He's in Msia for a year.

If I don't see you again before Raya, here's wishing you a selamat hariraya, have a safe journey wherever you're travelling and catch you soon after raya.

Maaf zahir batin.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Happy fasting






How blessed to get to celebrate another Ramadan.And to be with your family during this joyous period.Allah is the Most Merciful, Most Compassionate.

Every year we pray we'd become better people.Ramadan is our training month.Abdal Hayy saw it as a rehearsal of death when he first converted to Islam: no food, no drinks, no sex (despite the 12 hours or so abstinence!)

My pledges this Ramadan:

1.I intend to give more.
2.I intend to do more, talk less.
3.I intend to sleep less to read the Quran.
4.I intend to sleep less to pray.
5.I intend to eat less, drink more.

Bukan lah susah sangat, right? :)

Have a good one, folks.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Of rajas and sufis







Wough, this week has been quite a week (apart from the fact that I have to cook and wash dishes after my domestic help of 3 years left and the new temporary helper was possibly a psycho)

After I had done my household chores (there's a lump in my throat as I type this), I sat glued to watch a prog on the National Geographic.I was waiting for the prog On Becoming a King about the present Agong, Sultan Mirzan of Tganu.I'm glad I did.He reminds me of the late Sultan Selangor (who I met and salam hormat masa b'day garden party dia kat Istana Negara when he was Agong)yang berjiwa rakyat.When Tuanku Mirzan spoke of his culture shock when he first studied abroad, I thought..geez..I could relate to him too!(that he sounded like one of us).He played football with the kampong kids,he went down to visit the tukang kayu without much protocol,etc etc.How timely that he's the Agong when we are about to celebrate our 50th year Merdeka.Daulat Tuanku!

Lepas tu last night I got to see the sufis from Konya, Turkey.They came to perform at UM City Branch (organised by the Turkish International Sch) I had missed similar performances (perhaps by a diff group) when they were at Cornell (I had to attend my Dept's dinner..it would be rude to leave them for whirling dervishes and sufi musicians!)

The funny thing is I almost didn't make it this time too.Nik was away.I could not go on my own (kawasan tu gelap and bekas tempat askar Jepun bunuh orang?)When Nik came back, it took a while to persuade him.That he was tired, that he had no interest, that he'd rather watch football..haiyo...but my wifey charm got the better of him.Ha ha (the deal was I'd iron his shirt!) so off we went.It was very, very pleasant and mesmerising,tak pening pulak budak tu berpusing2 dan tak jatuh pulak topi besarnya...talk of having yin and yan in life! Simply incredible.One of these days, I'd like to try whirling like that. :)

The music was better than the dance (the troupe just got back from Jakarta and will be flying back to Istanbul very early the following day..the dancers looked particularly tired)

I woke up energised this morning.Anything sufi would do that to me.Entah mengapa.