I was looking for an empty space to park my car at Bangsar when suddenly there's a knock on the glass..

"Encik ah..tanya sikit ah..itu Chimpeng mana ah..?"

"Apa?"

"Chimpeng, Chimpeng...saya sudah tanya itu guard ah.. dia cakap sini ada satu Chimpeng..."

"Sorrylah Apek. Saya tak tau woh...Apa tempat itu Chimpeng?"

"Aiyah...itu Chimpeng balu punya..Saya mau pigi angkat wang la..."

"Tarak tau la boss. Itu kedai ka apa?Along ka?"

"Chimpeng bukan kedai ma..lu itu pun tak tau ah..? itu Chimpeng macam itu Maypeng, Public Peng, RHetB Peng...itu balu punya Peng.."

SO GUYS..WHAT DO YOU THINK THE BANK IS? Hehe..

Al-Fatihah.. prayer goes to my beloved dad who passed away on friday evenin at 5.45 pm. Finally he's taken away to continue his journey to meet the Almighty.

My mother was at his side when he left us. Me and other siblings were at work. Sad though but we never knew it would happen on that day..

Got a call at 6 pm from my sis, she was sobbing her way to break the news. Hmm, I was strong enuff not to cry. I was with my colleagues. I quickly rushed to the pantry and.. tears were dropping down my face.

My dad's been sick for 2 months. I was not really close to him before this, but had become very close to him during his period of sickness. He was initially staying in kedah and we brought him over to stay with us in BB Bangi since 5 weeks ago..

Even though i missed the moment when he breathed the air for the last time, i am contented and thankful to Allah that i managed to guide him to repent for forgiveness earlier on. It was on Wednesday morning when he called me to be at his side and told me that he wanted to start from the beginning again. When i asked him what it's all about, he just replied with a single word, that is Islam.

I then asked him to seek forgiveness from Allah, with a taubat nasuha. He did it. Then I guided him to Istighfar and Syahadah. Later, slowly he drifted away into his sleep again. And this time, it was really a longer sleep than the usual ones he normally had. Then i went to work. And when i came back, he couldnt speak anymore.

He was getting weaker. He had not consumed anything for the past two month, except for an egg and quarter full of milk at breakfast, and few sips of water during the day.

When he finally left us for good two days later, it was rather expected. I was fully prepared to accept what's written in the book of God. I think it's better for him to go than to suffer.

My mother is bearing up very well. She no longer needs to nurse my father but still, it's hard for her since they were together for 50 years ++, almost 60 years.. and he was a great man and husband..

On the plus side, it was very nice to see everyone paying a visit to my sis' house.. i wanna thank all my frens who came to visit us.. wan padzli, khairuddin, rafeez, johari, momi, amran, zul hashim, rafar, jamil, azzurizam, banjar, nasrul, megat, wan paizul, ismail yusoff, ap, apai and unag.. and to my neighbours from sbg bestari, cikgu rozi, abg azman n son, zainal n bro lan.. and to my ex-boss, Mr Badrul Hisham.. and my current boss, Pn Mona.. really appreciate ur effort to share the grief with us..

And to many smses from all of u.. thanx for ur good wishes..

And to anyone who read this, please recite Al-Fatihah for my late dad, or at least you will wish him well. His name was Haji Ismail bin Salleh. Please keep him in your prayers.

...matter is only an illusion.. we live in the world of perceptions.. we have never been in contact with material world.. everything we thought we experienced took place only in our minds.. any "external world" is only a response created in our brain by electrical signals..