Monday, 28 February 2011


Abah & Mak at Lake Toba (1995)
Childhood Memories

28 February 2008, about 6:50pm I witnessed Abah drew his last breath. Three years have passed yet everything is still vivid in my mind. He lived his life to the age of 81 and though I spent more time with him compared to my siblings, I still quietly wished I could have him around for a few more years. There were still more that I would like to share with him. But alas, when he succumbed to his illnes, I still thank Allah for the times He has allowed me to have with Abah. Today, I keep him alive in my mind and there has never been a single day without remembering him in my own way since his passing. Al Fatihah...

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