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Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Miror of my life I can still hear the sound of his typewriter... This evening i decided to look through all my grandfather's sajak that he left us with. He has his own collection of sajak that taugh us about life and many more to mention. Everytime we look at all his sajak, we definitely miss his kind words of encouragement and advice in everything we do. My sister and i have always love malay language. Name it. Sajak..puisi..pantun.. Everything we do during primary and secondary school chronology was an inspiration from my grandfather. I remembered that every year before he passed away, he was always invited by Asas 50an. But he never want to show up after the incident 'Natrah' because he felt building Asas 50an together with Cikgu Muhd Ariff and the rest was in the past. His younger days to be precise. This entry isn't about his achievement but this entry is about my grandfather who was not here anymore but the sajak he left us with is more valuable than wealth. Let me quote you the last sajak he wrote before he passed away. The last sajak that i helped him to type using computer. The last sajak that taught us about life. His last sajak that appeared on 31 August 2003 in Berita Harian. :( Dengan menyinar tahun baru dua ribu tiga Bererti bertambahlah usiaku mengikut Perkiraan bilangan angka sahaja Tapi pada hakikatnya tidak begitu! Tujuh puluh tujuh adalah lebih Menghampiri ke penghujung perjalanan hidupku Tujuh puluh tujuh adalah Kurniaan ALLAH Yang Maha Terbesar Penuh dengan rahmat hikmah Dalam memperjuangkan liku-liku hidup Yang penuh mencabar hari ini Tujuh puluh tujuh Kurniaan ALLAH yang tidak kurang juga hebatnya Dalam menghadapi suasana yang serba tidak menentu Penuh dengan tipu daya Pepat di luar rencong di dalam Di depan kita,lain katanya Di belakang kita, lain pula bicaranya Menanam tebu di tepi bibir Habis manis sepah dibuang Berhati-hatilah kepada mereka Yang terlunjuk lurus kelengking berkait Berhati-hatilah Dalam menghadapi suasana yang serba tidak menentu Berhati-hatilah!
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