Sunday, 27 September 2009

Snatch thieves


The headline featured in TheStarOnline reminded me of the latest on the scene that happened right in front of my eyes. My mum and her friend just got into their car outside my house. I was sitting on the front porch with Coffee, when suddenly I heard a roaring motorcycle outside the gate. I turned my back just to witness a thief with a sharp pointed knife banging on their car parked outside. Both mum and friend was trapped inside, luckily mum's instincts told her to lock the door. That thief has got a 'look-to-kill' kind of expression.

I was frantically shouting for help and my sisters ran out shouting as well. But, that was not enough to stop the most determined thief. He never even paused for a second, but keep pounding on the helpless folks in the car. Mum was too blur and frozen to make another move. The rider standby on the side of the car, prepared for escape. Only until my brother-in-law rushed out with keys, the thieves gave up and rode off.

The pillion thief climb steadily onto the bike, and paused to look at us before speeding off. The criminal stare continued until he lost sight of us....

His intention was real, to snatch with grievous hurt.

Life seems so fragile at this instance. I wonder what gave them the outstanding courage and bravery to 'perform' crime?

Though the moment was frantic, it is really important to remain sane and functional. My utmost concern was my mum and her friend's safety. But, there was nothing I can do. We called police, in the end, the feedback was as simple as rubbish and inefficiency. They wouldn't care more if there's nothing stolen and nobody was hurt. They do not even want to patrol the area.

End of story - Polis Diraja Malaysia Boleh!!!


At times like these, we should always be reminded to take good care of ourselves and our belongings. In Malaysia, it is not really that safe.


Please reflect, what can we do when we are being snatched?

Or,

When people around us are being snatched?

Or, most importantly,

When people you care about are snatched?


Trust me, it is scary. Because Malaysians don't care, let alone the police.

Raya-ing at Hong Kong

Raya gathering at Malaysia Consulate in Hong Kong. First time raya-ing overseas. For me, it felt like home. Bliss....

Great place. [penthouse]

Good company.

Good food.

Good presence.

Good varieties of kuih.

A cure for homesickness. (",)

Saturday, 26 September 2009

Trying to write again.

I guess hibernation is the word.

I hibernated. And now, it's time to revitalise myself. After all, there's so much energy stored, nope it's preserved.

Point made.

Shall be frequenting blogspot more and more. Stay tuned.