My Hero

Today, one of the consultants who gave lecture to us for Mental Health block induction really caught my attention. His look, his voices and the way he delivered his message, all those reminded me of my late grandfather. Allahyarham Mohd Ramli bin Md Arshad.

My arwah atuk who berbalas pantun with me when I balik kampung, kalau tak beli pantun takleh masuk rumah

My arwah atuk who didn't go to school but bought his own dictionary and learnt English on his own and later ended up being an English teacher in a Chinese school. My atuk gave us grammar lesson everytime we go back.

My arwah atuk who loves singing that army song of "Inilah Barisan Kita"

My arwah atuk who takda gigi (Hehe.. selalu gurau pasal ni ngan atuk)

My arwah atuk who spent every single night after isya to tasmik his hafazan.

My arwah atuk who was called by his neighbors and family as "aki body" cause he loved body building in his house. And guess what, he made his own exercise equipments from woods, and cement blocks.

My arwah atuk who hates the fan. Sanggup alihkan kerusi sebab tak nak kipas.

My arwah atuk who loves cleaning the lawn and thats why our kampung lawn looks so much untidy as compared to when he was still around.

My arwah atuk whom are feared by many who said he is garang but hey ask this cucu of him, he's too sweet.

My arwah atuk who loves treating us roti canai every time we go back.

My arwah atuk who didn't like talking about other people i.e gossiping

My arwah atuk who only cared about what Allah would say, and couldn't care less about others' expectations.

I never realized that I actually really really miss him.
I really do.

Al-Fatihah