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An Inspiring Devoted Husband Blog

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(Their story is not a common one but one that makes us to wake up and take note. They may not be the Romeo and Juliet that we have read of but their love story does not go far from the great love stories that we have heard of. Image source: Abil’s Facebook )

Truly inspiring! The kind of story that I want to see on Monday morning and it humbles me a great lot:-

A husband who quit his job to take care of his coma-stricken wife has started a blog to express his thoughts and experiences.

Abil Fikri Ahmad said that he created the blog in the hope that his wife Fauziah Muhamad would one day recover. A sudden asthma attack more than a year ago has left Fauziah in a vegetative state.

Doctors have told Abil that Fauziah, 38, would most likely remain in a vegetative state for the rest of her life, but he still wakes up every morning hoping to hear her call out his name. Abil’s life now revolves around looking after Fauziah who requires round-the-clock care.
His daily routine includes feeding her liquid food through a tube, bathing her, changing her diapers and giving her medication, while reading and talking to her. “She is my wife and it is my responsibility as her husband to care for her no matter what,” Abil said in a telephone interview.

Abil quit his job, mortgaged their house in Kuala Lumpur and moved back to Seremban to take care of Fauziah. He is on a strict budget and is surviving on his savings. Readers of his blog and followers of his Facebook page called “Dana Sinar Fauziah” have offered financial support, which Abil said is “just enough to get by”.

Asked what his plans are, he said: “There’s no telling what the future holds. But as long as she lives, I will be by her side,” he said.

(Source)

We share the pain and the hope that the devoted, loving husband, Abil has on his wife, Fauziah who is in coma after an asthma attack. Head over to his blog here and the Facebook page here for support and prayers. We hope to see Fauziah back on her feet soon and brother Abil, hang on there. We share your hope too.

The Morning Prayers

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(They say that we remember better if we put things down in writing and repeat it on a daily basis in form of a mantra)

(One in the morning before leaving the house. Image source: http://www.britannica.com)

Bung Mokhtar may be stirred up a hornet’s nest with this but frankly speaking, there is some truth with what he has said. But let’s not muddle the matter even more – we can find idiots on both sides of the gender groups.

In the meantime, I have started a new routine – silent prayers in the morning (it applies to the crazy evenings as well) before I drive out.

Dear Al-Mighty, I know I may not keep my part of the bargain but who knows – perhaps this time, it will be different.

As I drive out from my house in the morning, I will take deep breathe to calm myself and tell myself that I have plenty of time in my hands. I will keep it to the speed limit whenever possible and will not be the usual speed demon, harassing the slower vehicles who hog the fast lane and who refused to move away despite plenty of warnings given. I will recognize that there are people in this world who think they have the right to drive on the fast lane, not by the speed but by the size of their vehicle (and ego).

I will also recognize those pesky motorcyclists who speeding away on the highway wearing dark clothes and without any lights or indicators whatsoever that they are too road users like the rest of us. They too have family waiting for them at home and despite being too stupid and reckless to be taking such high risks; perhaps a gory death is too extreme of a punishment for them. Besides I have better things to do than be entangled with a case of fatal accident so early in the morning – I rather spend my time having a hot roti canai and a nice cup of tea than roaming around in a police station explaining on how this idiot on the bike suddenly veered into my lane.

And when I pass by foreign factory workers who don’t bother to look left and right before crossing roads, I recognize that if they were to use their brain when they are on the road, they would not be working in a factory far away from their home with low pay and almost robotic like work tasks. I am pretty sure that if they have done that, they would be working in a high tech laboratory with a hefty salary that might be enough for them to buy a car instead of walking precariously in heavy traffic.

I also recognize that we are yet to reach the level of developed country and condition of the road has been nothing to shout about – there are some parts of the road that I use on a regular basis seemed to be built by people who probably have not driven anything in their life. Potholes and lame quality of road is nothing new in the Bolehland.

I will remember to continue to take in deep breath so as at not to elevate my heart beat and do things that I will regret later. I know I don’t think rationally when I am angry – it does not worth it to be angry on something I don’t have control on. It is more useful if I can focus all that energy on focusing on my own driving and reaching the destination in one piece.

Amen

With that, I am one step away from being an “uncle driver” – damn!

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Making Malaysia Proud

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(Malaysia grown F1 driver – Fairuz Fauzy and hopefully he fairs better than Alex Yoong during the actual racing. Image source: http://www.f1fanatic.co.uk)

TheStar reports:-

The Lotus brand returned to full testing for the first time in 16 years when reserve driver Fairuz Fauzy completed 76 laps in the T127 machine at Jerez on Wednesday.

And, to cap a successful first day of testing, Fairuz also completed the 300km he needed to gain his Super Licence – subject to FIA approval

Despite the rather controversial nature of Malaysia’s involvement in Formula 1 and the fact that Fairuz Fauzy is not the first Malaysian to be in Formula 1 and we have yet to see his performance in the actual race (he is just a reserve driver for now), gaining the Super License is not a small feat and with that he has made Malaysia proud.

Hopefully things will just get better for him in the near future

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1Racist in 1Malaysia

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(Image source: Hannah Yeoh’s Blog)

Interesting story over theSun titled “A bond which is colour blind” which was a reprint of Pakatan Rakyat’s Hannah Yeoh post titled “Real 1Malaysia”.

But the thing that I wanted to point out is this (from Hannah Yeoh’s blog):-

That encounter had a lasting impression on me. When I came home, I shared this experience with my husband.

Ram as he usually would, said something profound to me, “Do you know why they have such a strong friendship?”

“Why?”, I asked.

“It is because they focus on their similarity, they share in their disability”.

Ram can’t be any more true. Discrimination happens when we magnify our differences. Race-based politics is all about highlighting our differences. Instead of celebrating our similarities as Malaysians, we discriminate and highlight our neighbour’s weaknesses and boast of our own strength. We falsely imagine that we could survive without others.

Now compare that with this latest, twisted posting:-

Bagi saya tiada salahnya kerajaan membantu orang Melayu dan bumiputera kerana itu telah diperuntukkan dalam Perlembagaan. Perlembagaan pula bukanlah dicipta dan dibentuk sesuka hati tetapi melalui satu proses yang mengambil kira sejarah dan kepentingan kaum pribumi tanpa menafikan hak kaum imigran (saya menggunakan perkataan imigran kerana perkataan pendatang sudah dianggap perkauman oleh sesetengah orang).

(Loosely translated: For me, there is nothing wrong for the government to help the Malays and the natives (note: natives – does it includes Orang Asli? Because Orang Asli’s rights are being screwed upside down for many years now) because it is have allocated for in the Constitution.

The Constitution was not created and shaped to one’s whims and fancy but has gone through a process which takes into account the history (note: which version?) and the rights of the natives (note: does it includes the immigrants from the island of Java?) without denying the right of the immigrants (note: what is the big difference between immigrants from Java and immigrants from India or China? And what category of those “non natives” who born in Malaysia by several generations will fall into?)

(I use the word immigrant because the word “pendatang” (note: in English it also means immigrant” ) already deemed racial in nature by some people)

Why the cruel division of Malaysians into Malays, Natives and Immigrants? Why harp on the so-called differences?

At end of the day, all Malaysians, regardless of skin colour, culture and religion have one thing in common – the well being of the country and it’s people. The last thing we want to see is the country in ruin, natural resources abused, public funds plundered and plenty of disunity & distrusts among the people.

Let’s focus on our similarities rather on the differences – let’s not follow the politicians who have nothing to do but to harp on our differences for political mileage.

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