Snatch thief
Snatch thief can happen to anyone, anywhere, anytime. It can happen to young and old; outside your own house; inside your car; in train; in buses, or in busy streets or in lonely places. It can happen in bright daylight or worse in dimly lit areas.
Due to the nature of their modes operandi, there is nothing much one can do, except to try to minimize our losses, if it happens to you.
These culprits usually work in pairs. Usually they are either on motorbikes or pretending to ask for direction, just to distract your attention.
They are very fast with their actions and in split seconds, all your important documents will change hands and the victims will be too shock to react.
It happened to me a few days ago. I was sitting alone in my car. I had just got into the car, when suddenly I saw a hand opening my car door and snatching my handbags which was placed in between the driver’s seat and the front passenger seat. It happen so fast, I was so stunt to react.
In the incident, I lost all my documents such as my new Mykad, driving license, pension card, two ATM cards, two credit cards, three Passbooks, a bunch of house keys and of course my money and my new handbag and my wallet.
After a few seconds I gathered my composure and tried to run after the culprits. But they were too fast for me.
There is nothing much one can do to stop this crime. But the lesson I learned from this experience is, never keep all your important documents in one place. Keep your document in separate places so that when it happens, you do not have to loose everything at the same time.
This will save you time and money having to have everything replaced.
Be prepared and be alert whenever you are alone. Before you alight from your car, make sure to look left and right and do not trust innocent-looking young men who came asking for directions. They are after your handbags, or your expensive looking jewelries.
Friday, January 13, 2006
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Everything happen for a reason
Life always have its ups and down. Everyday as we go through life, things happen. It can be good or it can be bad. But whatever it is, when it happens, it happens for a reason. Only we do not realize it. But if you ponder for while, we may find that all things happen for a reason.
When it rain, water falls to the ground. Why? The reason is because without water life cannot be sustained. Nothing in this planet can survive without water. So God gave us rain.
Why is it that the world turns on its orbit every twenty-four hours? The answer is to enable us to calculate the time.
Why does the sun, rises in the morning and sets in the evening? This is to give us day and night. Why is it that we have to have day and night? This is to enable us to rest and revitalize our energy so that we can work the next day.
There is an answer for every question. If you cannot find an answer to your question then, maybe you are not asking the right question.
In my life I have experienced more than once of either being cheated, fooled or tricked. But when it happens, I always find myself wiser and more tolerant of other people’s need. Of course when I was young I was easily hurt and failed to see the reasons why things happen. I cannot see the reason why my boyfriend jilted me. I was so hurt I wanted to die. Then when I grew older, I found that I have many more boy friends. They were much better than my first boyfriend.
Then I realized God wanted to give me a better person than my first boyfriend.
So, do not start blaming others or yourself if anything bad happen to you. There’s bound to be something good in store for you. Just relax and think back. If you are a religious person, go back to Him, seek his guidance and forgiveness. Maybe you have wronged Him and He is reminding you or protecting you from something worse that only He knows.
A few days ago, my handbags with all my important documents were snatched as I was talking on the phone. I had placed my handbags on the hand-rest, between the two front seat of my car. Suddenly I saw for brief seconds a hand opening my car door and snatching my handbags. It happened so fast. I could not do anything. As I was on the phone, I just shouted into the phone. After a brief moment as I got down from the car which was not locked. I tried running after the two devils on the motorcycle, while shouting at them at the same time. But they were too fast for me. There goes my money, MyKad, pension card, credit cards, ATM cards, keys and everything.
Of course I was very upset and angry at the guys who robbed me, but I did not curse them or blame them for my misfortunes. Instead went back home to pray for God’s forgiveness, help and mercy and I also prayed for Allah to give mercy to those who robbed me. I hope that one day, they will realized their mistakes and perhaps turn a new lease of life. After all they are still young and healthy.
I started to count my blessings that I was unharmed. I have heard so much pain, these snatch thief has caused on some of their victims. Quite a few had died, hospitalized and suffered so much pain and some even suffered permanent damaged to their life and limbs. I thank Allah for that.
Life always have its ups and down. Everyday as we go through life, things happen. It can be good or it can be bad. But whatever it is, when it happens, it happens for a reason. Only we do not realize it. But if you ponder for while, we may find that all things happen for a reason.
When it rain, water falls to the ground. Why? The reason is because without water life cannot be sustained. Nothing in this planet can survive without water. So God gave us rain.
Why is it that the world turns on its orbit every twenty-four hours? The answer is to enable us to calculate the time.
Why does the sun, rises in the morning and sets in the evening? This is to give us day and night. Why is it that we have to have day and night? This is to enable us to rest and revitalize our energy so that we can work the next day.
There is an answer for every question. If you cannot find an answer to your question then, maybe you are not asking the right question.
In my life I have experienced more than once of either being cheated, fooled or tricked. But when it happens, I always find myself wiser and more tolerant of other people’s need. Of course when I was young I was easily hurt and failed to see the reasons why things happen. I cannot see the reason why my boyfriend jilted me. I was so hurt I wanted to die. Then when I grew older, I found that I have many more boy friends. They were much better than my first boyfriend.
Then I realized God wanted to give me a better person than my first boyfriend.
So, do not start blaming others or yourself if anything bad happen to you. There’s bound to be something good in store for you. Just relax and think back. If you are a religious person, go back to Him, seek his guidance and forgiveness. Maybe you have wronged Him and He is reminding you or protecting you from something worse that only He knows.
A few days ago, my handbags with all my important documents were snatched as I was talking on the phone. I had placed my handbags on the hand-rest, between the two front seat of my car. Suddenly I saw for brief seconds a hand opening my car door and snatching my handbags. It happened so fast. I could not do anything. As I was on the phone, I just shouted into the phone. After a brief moment as I got down from the car which was not locked. I tried running after the two devils on the motorcycle, while shouting at them at the same time. But they were too fast for me. There goes my money, MyKad, pension card, credit cards, ATM cards, keys and everything.
Of course I was very upset and angry at the guys who robbed me, but I did not curse them or blame them for my misfortunes. Instead went back home to pray for God’s forgiveness, help and mercy and I also prayed for Allah to give mercy to those who robbed me. I hope that one day, they will realized their mistakes and perhaps turn a new lease of life. After all they are still young and healthy.
I started to count my blessings that I was unharmed. I have heard so much pain, these snatch thief has caused on some of their victims. Quite a few had died, hospitalized and suffered so much pain and some even suffered permanent damaged to their life and limbs. I thank Allah for that.
Monday, January 02, 2006
My Children are my passion
As I write this, my thoughts are with my youngest son who is studying in Ireland. He is in his second year in Cork University College, reading Medicine. I miss him a lot. I had him after an eleven year break and already in my fourties. He is the only one who is not married at the moment.
When my husband died of a heart attack in late 1996, he was the only one left at home. He was only twelve then. But I guessed he took things quite well and did not give me much problem.He was doing well in school. He was very obedient and very sweet. I could talk to him and he would always give me time to listen to my problems. It had been very hard for me to accept the fact that the best two persons of my life, that is my husband and my mother, are now gone forever. But my youngest son became my strength.
Both my husband and my mother left us very suddenly. My mother died due to Amphycilin. The medicine was prescribed to her by Dr.Nawi a private medical practitioner near our house in Kota Bharu. Apparently she was allergic to it. She succumbed to the poison after a week in hospital. We were all so devatated by the turn of event as we were all in Kuala Lumpur and was not with her when she took the medicine. It must have been fated that she had be there by herself towards the end of her life.
My mother has always been with me. We were very close. Me being an only child. She being a widow when she and my father were sepated when she was still carrying me. She did not remarry again until I was fifteen.
My mother and her new husband was very loving. But Alas! the marriege did not last long. My step-father died after two years of marriage. She never remarry again. My mother and I shared everything. I would never do anything without her approval. I would consult her on everything. Even now, even though she was gone more than 18 years, there are times when I think of her and longing to be near her. Listening to her cheerful laugh. I still miss her cooking. I still miss her advice. At time I still feel the need to consult her especially when the problem seems too big to solve alone.
What worries me now is that my son is not performing too well in his exams. I know he is an intelligent student and has been a top student at home.
When my husband died of a heart attack in late 1996, he was the only one left at home. He was only twelve then. But I guessed he took things quite well and did not give me much problem.He was doing well in school. He was very obedient and very sweet. I could talk to him and he would always give me time to listen to my problems. It had been very hard for me to accept the fact that the best two persons of my life, that is my husband and my mother, are now gone forever. But my youngest son became my strength.
Both my husband and my mother left us very suddenly. My mother died due to Amphycilin. The medicine was prescribed to her by Dr.Nawi a private medical practitioner near our house in Kota Bharu. Apparently she was allergic to it. She succumbed to the poison after a week in hospital. We were all so devatated by the turn of event as we were all in Kuala Lumpur and was not with her when she took the medicine. It must have been fated that she had be there by herself towards the end of her life.
My mother has always been with me. We were very close. Me being an only child. She being a widow when she and my father were sepated when she was still carrying me. She did not remarry again until I was fifteen.
My mother and her new husband was very loving. But Alas! the marriege did not last long. My step-father died after two years of marriage. She never remarry again. My mother and I shared everything. I would never do anything without her approval. I would consult her on everything. Even now, even though she was gone more than 18 years, there are times when I think of her and longing to be near her. Listening to her cheerful laugh. I still miss her cooking. I still miss her advice. At time I still feel the need to consult her especially when the problem seems too big to solve alone.
What worries me now is that my son is not performing too well in his exams. I know he is an intelligent student and has been a top student at home.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Welcoming the New Year
Yesterday was 31st December,2005. It was the day I started to familiarize myself with this blog. It was my second daughter who introduced me to it when she started her own blog a few months ago. But I did not pay much attention to it then, other just reading her article which I found very interesting and quite refreshing.
The topic was brought up again yesterday,when her family came over to visit me in her brother's house.
As all my children are computer literates, their discussion usually revolves around sophisticated terminology. Sometime I found myself lost in their discussion and unable to comprehend what they are talking about. It is quitre frustrating at times, especially when I saw how nimble and agile their fingers are controlling the little box.
One of my daughter-in-law works as computer programmer. So she is very competent and knowledgeble about any computer topic. So aftermy daughter left I asked my daughter -in-law to create on blog for me and here it is.
I hope this blog will enable me to share my feelings, experience,hopes and aspirations as I go through life at his late stage. This bloog is dedicated to people who are close to me or anyone who wish to share their thought and experience. Comments should not be too crude, because it may kill my soul, or hurt my delicate feelings. It is funny at this age, one is very sensitive and usually cannot take harsh criticisms.
I started the days with a good bath. Showered and shampooed my hair, cut and clean my nails. I have been visiting my eldest son since Monday 26th December.2005. So this is my 6th day here.
It has been quite an exciting week really. I had four of my eleven grandchildren with me. My youngest grandson is only two and he is really a handful. But I enjoyed having him with me. He is so cute and adorable with brown curly hair and large innocent eyes. He is so bubbly and cuddly. I thank Allah for this gift to my eldest daughter. Everyone in the family loved and enjoyed playing with him. He is very smart and intelligent too.
I had him for four days but his mother decided to take him back to Kota Bharu last night. I drove them to the KL International Airport in my Proton Wira.
This morning my second daughter and her family came to visit me. They live in USJ. She brought along a freshly baked carrot cake. It is Sarah's favorite cake. It was Sarah's birthday last week. Sarah is my fourth granddaughter. She is twelve. But as we were all so busy with our own schedules on her birthday, she had to be contented with a belated birthday present. Sorry Sarah!! This is life in Kuala Lumpur.
After performing our Zohor prayers, we took off to K.L. My eldest son,his wife and two children and me went to collect my baju Kebaya from our tailor in MARA building complex.
It was quite dissapointing. The baju had to be altered twice. It was too tight. I had never had this problem before. I wonder wheather my measurement had changed drastically or my figure had aged. Anyway it was quite alright. After the alteration the baju look O.K. But I don't look that shapely anymore,like I used to be.
Before going to the tailor we stopped to have lunch of "ikan bakar" at a little restaurant behind Istana negara. I have not been to this restaurant for a long time. I used to frequent this restaurant whenI was still working with the government years ago. But the placeis still "cool" and serve one of the best roasted fish in the city. but as my dauhgter -in-law commented the price has more the trippled. One piece of ikan terobok now cost RM 9.00. But it was very fresh as though it has just being brought in from the sea.
On our way back to Bandar Seri Putra, where my son and his family resides , we stopped in Bangsar for my son to do some errands.
It was about 4.00 o'clock when we left Bangsar and headed for "Alamanda", the new shopping center in Putrajaya. I have been there twice before on my own, but I got lost on the way back every time. As soon as we arrived we went to perform our "Asar" prayers at the surau. There are many ladies in there but there are plenty of "telekong" to spare.
There are many shops including Carrefour. Parkson, Toycity,Watson and various eating outlets such as Nasi ayam.KFC.McDonalds to name a few. I noticed there are many Malays shopping here.
I end up buying a pair of shoes and a lipstick. I don't know but I have a teribble weakness. I like buying shoes and handbags.
The topic was brought up again yesterday,when her family came over to visit me in her brother's house.
As all my children are computer literates, their discussion usually revolves around sophisticated terminology. Sometime I found myself lost in their discussion and unable to comprehend what they are talking about. It is quitre frustrating at times, especially when I saw how nimble and agile their fingers are controlling the little box.
One of my daughter-in-law works as computer programmer. So she is very competent and knowledgeble about any computer topic. So aftermy daughter left I asked my daughter -in-law to create on blog for me and here it is.
I hope this blog will enable me to share my feelings, experience,hopes and aspirations as I go through life at his late stage. This bloog is dedicated to people who are close to me or anyone who wish to share their thought and experience. Comments should not be too crude, because it may kill my soul, or hurt my delicate feelings. It is funny at this age, one is very sensitive and usually cannot take harsh criticisms.
I started the days with a good bath. Showered and shampooed my hair, cut and clean my nails. I have been visiting my eldest son since Monday 26th December.2005. So this is my 6th day here.
It has been quite an exciting week really. I had four of my eleven grandchildren with me. My youngest grandson is only two and he is really a handful. But I enjoyed having him with me. He is so cute and adorable with brown curly hair and large innocent eyes. He is so bubbly and cuddly. I thank Allah for this gift to my eldest daughter. Everyone in the family loved and enjoyed playing with him. He is very smart and intelligent too.
I had him for four days but his mother decided to take him back to Kota Bharu last night. I drove them to the KL International Airport in my Proton Wira.
This morning my second daughter and her family came to visit me. They live in USJ. She brought along a freshly baked carrot cake. It is Sarah's favorite cake. It was Sarah's birthday last week. Sarah is my fourth granddaughter. She is twelve. But as we were all so busy with our own schedules on her birthday, she had to be contented with a belated birthday present. Sorry Sarah!! This is life in Kuala Lumpur.
After performing our Zohor prayers, we took off to K.L. My eldest son,his wife and two children and me went to collect my baju Kebaya from our tailor in MARA building complex.
It was quite dissapointing. The baju had to be altered twice. It was too tight. I had never had this problem before. I wonder wheather my measurement had changed drastically or my figure had aged. Anyway it was quite alright. After the alteration the baju look O.K. But I don't look that shapely anymore,like I used to be.
Before going to the tailor we stopped to have lunch of "ikan bakar" at a little restaurant behind Istana negara. I have not been to this restaurant for a long time. I used to frequent this restaurant whenI was still working with the government years ago. But the placeis still "cool" and serve one of the best roasted fish in the city. but as my dauhgter -in-law commented the price has more the trippled. One piece of ikan terobok now cost RM 9.00. But it was very fresh as though it has just being brought in from the sea.
On our way back to Bandar Seri Putra, where my son and his family resides , we stopped in Bangsar for my son to do some errands.
It was about 4.00 o'clock when we left Bangsar and headed for "Alamanda", the new shopping center in Putrajaya. I have been there twice before on my own, but I got lost on the way back every time. As soon as we arrived we went to perform our "Asar" prayers at the surau. There are many ladies in there but there are plenty of "telekong" to spare.
There are many shops including Carrefour. Parkson, Toycity,Watson and various eating outlets such as Nasi ayam.KFC.McDonalds to name a few. I noticed there are many Malays shopping here.
I end up buying a pair of shoes and a lipstick. I don't know but I have a teribble weakness. I like buying shoes and handbags.
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