Rest Now Aleesha Farhana

Excerpts from New Straits Times, Sunday, Jul 31, 2011

KUALA TERENGGANU: Mohd Ashraf Hafiz Abdul Aziz, 26, whose application to change his name to Aleesha Farhana was rejected by the High Court here on July 18, died at 5am yesterday.

His mother, who wanted to be known only as Mak Yah, 50, told the New Sunday Times that Ashraf complained of nausea on Friday and was admitted to Sultanah Nur Zahirah Hospital.

She said at around 9pm, Ashraf asked to be sedated as he could not stand the pain. His blood pressure was very low.

"We went home at around 1am but the hospital called us to come in and see Ashraf immediately as his blood pressure dipped even lower at around 1.45am."
Mak Yah said Ashraf had informed her that he was worried about his chances of furthering his studies.

"He told me that even if the offer did arrive, it would not be on time."

Mak Yah said Ashraf had often told her that there won't be enough time to do anything.

Ashraf intended to file an appeal against the High Court decision on his application, but Mak Yah was not sure whether he had actually done it.

"He kept delaying doing things by saying tak sempat (can't do on time),"

Mak Yah said she hoped public condemnation of her family would end with the death of Ashraf.

"All the hype about him might have been a boon for the media but it did nothing for us," she said, adding that Ashraf was very depressed over the negative stories about him.

His father, Abdul Aziz Ahmad, 60, held a press conference at Sultanah Nur Zahirah Hospital mortuary after his son's autopsy was completed at 3.30pm yesterday. He accepted Ashraf's death as fate.

He said Ashraf would be buried as a male according to Muslim rites at the Seberang Takir Muslim cemetery near here.

"He was born a male and, therefore, it is only right for us to bury him that way."

He said Ashraf had been acting peculiarly since a few weeks ago.

"He asked a relative to sew a baju kurung for Hari Raya Aidilfitri about two weeks ago.

"The relative was shocked as he wanted the dress to be completed immediately," he said, adding that Ashraf was happy when the dress was completed in about a week.

"Upon collecting it, he was very excited to celebrate Hari Raya, as the baju came with the sequins he requested,"

Aziz said Ashraf often uttered "Raya tak sempat, renew lesen kereta tak sempat" (I will not make it for Hari Raya, I will not be able to renew my driving licence).

"I did not know that it was a sign that he would be leaving us forever," he said, adding that Ashraf succumbed to low blood pressure, a condition he had been suffering from since childhood.

The New Straits Times reported on July 22 that Ashraf was looking forward to meeting Women, Family and Community Development Minister Datuk Seri Shahrizat Abdul Jalil after she offered to help him through her ministry.

On July 20, Shahrizat said everyone should find ways to help Ashraf instead of condemning him.

In the end, he never got to meet the minister.

Friends and relatives attended his funeral at the Seberang Takir Muslim cemetery at 4.45pm yesterday.

-----------------------------------------------

The people who think that they know best may scorn on you, rest now Aleesha for the Lord will keep you protected forever.  Al Fatiha

Fakeness Is Too Overwhelming!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

 

 

 

Some people from Bodek land went to London to visit the Queen, and it was at the tax payers’ expense. Wait till you see the Bodek entourage, I swear you could puke at each and every face that you see.

The mask of fakeness is too overwhelming!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Graveyard Walk

  

 

 

 

Have you tried walking through a graveyard?

Well, I have and I do like it. I love going from grave to grave and reading what is written on the tombstone.

I felt the gravestone, it was cold, and this is nothing peculiar as all stones feel cold to the touch and we don’t have to be over dramatizing about the feel of a graveyard.

Some say the graveyard looked scary but why? What can be so scary about a graveyard? I think it is all in the mind.

Graveyard, home of the dead should not be assumed as the land where zombies roam in the night.

I Need Pampering

 

 

 

Peek-a-boo, that’s me down with fever and trying to protect myself from the cold. It was not a nice feeling; I need a whole lot of pampering.

Beginning Of A Long Journey

After so many facial X-rays, dental imprint, surgical referral and numerous Orthodontic appointments, yesterday I had started with my first procedure to correcting my problem.

As I have mentioned in a couple of my entries, I have a situation with my bone structure. I first took notice of this problem approximately 5 years back, I don’t remember how many doctors / specialists that I have been to but the condition can only get worst. I have also started with the Cortisone injection but the side effects on me were pretty bad, and that also does not resolve the pain that I am suffering from for a long time, not forgetting how expensive each injection costs. Therefore, I decided not to go on with that treatment.

Anyways, coming back to my original story, due to the advanced situation of my bones, the left and right sides of my body are not measuring the same height. Anyways, this is also quite normal in a lot of people but without pain. However, my condition is different, I have constant pain and it could be unbearable at times. Unknowingly, to me the condition is also affecting the structure of my gums and teeth.

Therefore, I am now undergoing the beginning of the Orthodontic treatment. I know it will be a long treatment, but I am already not comfortable with the upper jaw retainer. My speech becomes funny and I am salivating like a drooling baby, at times the saliva is too much it starts to spray out. It is so annoying but I have no choice.

Next time when you are with me please be ready with a tissue to cover your face when we are engaging in a conversation (lol), this is the beginning of a long journey for me.

It Has To Be Harrods

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where can you get the best scones in town? The best pastries and the best counter staff?

It has to be Harrods!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Heaven Is Weeping

The news of death was tremendous last week; ironically the weather was also a symbol of sadness. It is as though heaven is weeping. Every day we were showered with rain, which left us with nothing much to do but to hurdle together, buried deep in our thick blanket.

Prior to the tragic news of Norway’s massacre and the shocking death of Amy Winehouse, I had asked both hubby and my little angel on one cold evening, how would they like to die? I have asked them this question before, but it is the norm that I would like to repeat myself every now and then just to create conversation or to recall memory.

Both hubby and I decided that it would be very peaceful to die in our sleep. However, my little angel thought that it would be such a sad death to go to sleep and not wake up again, in her own perspective; she said that if you die in your sleep, you will not have the opportunity to say your goodbyes.

I responded by telling her that, that is the reason why I always kiss her goodnight and tell her that I love her before going to bed, just in case. She looked at me and said……………….. “ahhh, so that was the reason, now I will have to do the same thing every night too”. Then in her own innocence, she said “but mama, I would rather die from cancer then in my sleep, that way I will have a lot of time to say goodbye to all the people that I love.”

We can wish, we can plan, but only the Lord knows how we will exit the world. To all the victim of Norway’s massacre and to Amy Wine house too, rest in peace.

You all will be remembered for a long time to come.

Curiosity Of The Mind

 

 

 

 

 

Curiosity of the mind, especially the young ones, she looks more entertaining than the modern time panhandler.

Hibernation With Cheese And Crackers

 

We have been in hibernation for more than three days today. The weather is mainly to be blamed for our situation; we slept very late in the night, and only woke up when other people are preparing to have lunch. It is pure bliss, we pretend that there is nothing to worry about, nothing needing any attention and nothing to ponder on, we are just happy living.

It is summer, so says everyone but isn’t summer supposed to be sunny, hot and sweaty? However, summer for us now is cold, windy, raining nonstop, gloomy, dark clouds roaming above, and sad, yeah so sad. To overcome the unpredictable weather, we decided that since we cannot go out and have fun in the sun, we are making ourselves happy in our little cozy home.

The strong wind that comes in through our window make us happy, the humming bees that are trying to escape the wind make us happy, the swaying trees against the wind make use happy, the sound of the roaring wind and the heavy rain make us happy.

Most of all we are simply happy hibernating and stuffing our faces with cheese and crackers…………………. Muahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I Can Survive Without A Computer (lol)

My computer decided to kaput on me, ahhhhhhhh................ might as well. We have too many machines in the house now, and I am so not buying anything new. I could survive without a computer anyways. There are many other things to keep me occupied.

But, but, I will miss you Zuma!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fat And Miserable

What is the problem with the increasing number of fat people around the globe? Can it be the food or the genes or mainly the laziness of each individual to even notice that they are actually fat and disgusting?

My little angel once said “mama, it would be so sad if these fat people who are already fat are also miserable; I hope they can at least be happy”. What she said makes sense, and I cannot help but notice that most of the fat people are in fact ugly, sad and most of all miserable.

They could hardly walk a distance; they have to occupy two seats instead of one on the tram as well as the trains, not forgetting the planes. They have to disgustingly order two meals instead of one when they are in the restaurant. They never smile and wear an angry face all the time.

I don’t like fat people; to me they are their own doing.

How Big Would You Dream?

If today was it, would you die knowing you did your best?

If tomorrow never came, would you be proud of the last thing you said to each person you love?

If "someday" was only "now", would you do everything you've always put off?

If you knew you had a choice about what kind of life you could be living, would you choose different?

If you knew failure is impossible, what would you do?

If it were true that everyone you meet is you in another body, how would you treat them?

If love was the true currency of the Universe and the more you gave away the more you received, how would you spend it?

If fear were the biggest illusion and the greatest lie of all time, how would you choose to live your life?

If the Universe always supported a life lived towards achieving dreams, how big would you dream?

- Jackson Kiddard

Wedding Bliss

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

There is something about weddings that always makes me wonder. For years I have seen how in my culture weddings are celebrated in such grandeur that it sent shivers down my spine. From the theme to the unnecessary meaning of the wedding at times became a real mockery that people will not stop talking about it for a long time.

To think that such act of grandeur was never warranted by our religion, yet it is amazing how tradition keeps on going from generation to generation.

Weddings should only be a celebration of two hearts with close meaningful friends, to share with them the celebration of their happiness.

The pictures here show what a wedding bliss is all about. Someday, I hope this effortlessness can be adopted by my culture.

Summer At Oxford

 

 

 

 

Summer at Oxford is crazy, real crazy and chaotic.