Showing posts with label gratefulness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gratefulness. Show all posts

Monday, October 24, 2011

Gaddafi's Wealth And Harun Ar-Rasyid's Drinks

69 year-old Muammar Gaddafi's 42-year rule had ended.
He was found and being pulled out from a sewage drain.

Reports suggest that Gaddafi apparently had an estimated over US$200 billion, spread in bank accounts, real estate, corporate investments and gold, hidden away around the world.
He has some US$125 billion more than Mexican businessman Carlos Slim, whom Forbes estimates to be the world's wealthiest person.
Gaddafi had an Airbus A340 private jet.
It was used to repatriate Abdul Baset Ali Al-Megrahi, upon his release from prison in Scotland in 2009.

Eight-month uprising in Libya is hoped to end, with the ruler's horrible death.
After his death, Gaddafi's body was laid on a mattress in a cold storage, in an old meat store on Friday.
The place was formerly used for meat and other produce in Misrata's old market area.

Gaddafi was discovered hiding in a drainage culvert under a roadway.
The fallen strongman was dragged, beaten, and pushed around, but very much alive when he was found.
He was losing a lot of blood and his aged body could not bear with it.
He was begging for mercy.
The desperate Libyan leader begged for his life by offering gold and money before he was killed.
He was willing to offer anything in exchange for his life - Money and gold exchanged if his life was spared.

Instead of talking about money, as a Muslim, he was told to pray for his soul to be entrusted to God before dying.
But he just kept saying he was ready to give away his lots and lots of money and gold.
He kept pleading for life despite being ridiculed.
He was reminded to pray like a good Muslim before dying rather than lowering his self-esteem.

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Khalifah Harun Ar-Rashyid, born in Rey, Iran, between 763 - 766, was the fifth Abbasiyah ruler in Iraq, from 786 to 809.

He was intellectually, politically and militarily resourceful.
During his reign, scientific, cultural and religious prosperity were significant.
Baghdad flourished into the most splendid city of its period. 
He established the legendary library Baitul Hikmah, or House of Wisdom.

The ruler often asked for advice from his men, from time to time.
There was once when Khalifah was sitting in his palace court when he became very thirsty.
He asked for a glass of water.

An eminent preacher, Ibn Sammaak, who was then visiting Khalifah Harun Ar-Rasyid, asked the ruler,
'If he is in the heart of the desert anywhere in his kingdom, 
and he is about to die from thirst 
and is refused that glass of drink, 
would he bargain for it with half of his kingdom?'

To that question, Khalifah said `Yes.'

After finishing the drink, Ibn Sammaak followed up with another question,
'If that water stopped in his bladder due to some sickness, 
then Khalifah is unable to discharge the drink from his body, 
would Khalifah be paying another half of his throne just to be able to extricate it?'

Again, Khalifah answered, `Yes.'

Ibn Sammaak then said,  
"The kingdom is worth one glass of water. 
So is the urine that is produced from it. 
What use is it to be proud of immense wealth!"

When Khalifah Harun Ar-Rasyid heard this statement, he went silent before he cried out loud fearing GOD.

Khalifah should show gratuity, not pride,with the kingdom he was entrusted to.
Khalifah should not be deceived by his whole kingdom which he valued it to just his double glass of water.

What does Khalifah desires from his throne, when he himself, equates it to what he had drank and just relieved.

Nights and days, we drink and we relieve ourselves, without GOD asking anything in return.

The World, With Whatever In It,  Has No Value
When It Is Devoid Of Faith. 

When Faith Is Lost, 
So Is Inner Peace.

If Inner Peace Has No Soul,
It Is Not Enlivened By HIM
WHO Enlightened Whoever HE Pleases.

Pleased With Living Lives
Living With Faith 
The Very Substance Of Inner Peace.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

'Facing' The Tumour

Monday September 7, 2009
 
Surgical Relief - By S.S. Yoga
HAVING a 90kg tumour wrapped like a boa constrictor around your stomach and back seems like a horrible nightmare. For  Lori Hoogewind,  a mother of two from Michigan, this was true life. She was diagnosed with neurofibromatosis (NF) in May of 1999 and by December, the tumour had grown to that size.
According to doctors then, it was probably the biggest tumour they had ever seen for that condition. It took a serious of highly dangerous operations to remove the tumour; she would have lost her life otherwise as the tumour was leaching her blood and food supply.
Most doctors here in Malaysia do not want to undertake any dangerous procedures to remove the tumours for cosmetic reasons. Plastic surgeon Dr Alizan Abdul Khalil says some patients with extensive facial/neck tumours or lesions would seek advice to remove them.
Neurofibromatosis patient  Huang Chuncai  eating in his ward in a Guangzhou hospital in Guangdong province, after the largest of his tumours, which weighed 15kg, was surgically removed in this August 2007 file photo. Huang, who was then 31, used to have to live with a facial tumour that weighed as much as 23kg.
 
“Removing NF is like ‘drying a roof-top when it is raining’ which means, it is fruitless and impractical. The lesion will grow back and patients who had their lesion removed will have scars all over. The only role for surgery is when the lesion itself grows and is impinging on a vital structure such as the spinal cord or nerves,” advises Dr Alizan.
NF is a genetic disorder of the nervous system which causes tumours (or neurofibromas) to form on the nerves anywhere in the body. It affects all ethnic groups and both genders equally. It is an inherited disease and is not contagious. It is estimated that 50% of the cases are the result of spontaneous genetic mutation.
There is no known cure though the reason for it has been identified. A gene that produces a protein called neurofibromin undergoes mutation. This results in too little or zero production of neurofibromin. This protein actually acts like a kind of brake on cell division and if the “brake” is faulty, it means the cells will keep on multiplying. Hence the tumour keeps on growing.
Malaysian student Yvonne Foong, 22, has neurofibromatosis type II, which has severely affected her sight and hearing due to tumours in the brain and spine.
 
Normally these tumours are benign but in some cases they can turn cancerous. The symptoms for NF are varied and can occur in varying degrees, too. Some of the symptoms might indicate other conditons but if one has two or more of the symptoms, it is likely that one has NF.
There are two types of NF. NF1 occurs as cafe-au-lait spots and bumps (six or more is a danger sign) under the skin or even nodules that protrude above (many of which require no treatment), or freckles in the armpits and groin, while for others it can be bone deformities, or even blindness.
NF2 involves tumours in the brain, spine and peripheral nerves and can lead to facial paralysis, deafness, partial blindness, and poor balance.
Both Hong Siew Hui and Tan Kia Khim have NF1.
Trials and research are being done to look at drugs to control the cellular growth and check if cancer treatments can be used.

Source: Children’s Tumor Foundation (www.ctf.org) and Neurofibromatosis Inc (www.nfinc.org). - The Star

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Monday September 7, 2009

A Life They Can Face - By S.S. YOGA and G.C. TAN
They are a model of courage, spunk and tenacity as they take adversity in their stride.
ONCE in a while, we come across an individual who reminds us of how grateful we should be for what we have. Hong Siew Hui and Tan Kia Khim are two such individuals. Despite living with a disfigurement for a good part of their lives, the spirited duo display a tenacity and strength of character that will take them far.
Hong and Tan have a condition called neurofibromatosis (NF), in which large tumours grow on the face. Most people associate NF with  Joseph "Elephant Man" Merrick,  an Englishman born in 1862. Merrick was treated as a freak most of his life and ended up as a sideshow attraction. He was befriended by a surgeon and became a permanent resident of London’s Whitechapel Hospital. He died at age 27.
When we met up with Tan, 28, at his home in a rented unit above a shophouse in Kampung Berjaya, Alor Setar, he had just woken up and was still drowsy. But pretty soon he was all smiles and opened up easily.
Brave heart: Tan Kia Khim before his surgery in 2006 in Guangzhou, China, to remove his face tumour.
 
“Life was just the usual, you just deal with it,” he said, when asked about his childhood days.
However, he remembered the bullying he endured in primary school. “They hit me with a ruler, pulled my hair, shot at me with rubber bands. They called me char siew pau (barbecued pork dumpling) and ghost.”
Children can be cruel and the taunts and bullying continued into secondary school.
“But there were a lot of students who were my friends and all of my teachers were nice to me, except one, who asked me what I would do after SPM since I didn’t have a brain and couldn’t think properly,” recalled Tan, whose parents run an “economy rice” stall at a coffeeshop.
Hong, 21, who also hails from Alor Setar, was more stoic in approach when we spoke to her at her single-storey terrace family home in Taman Bersatu, Simpang Empat, Kedah.
“In school there were a lot of naughty pupils who passed all kinds of remarks. I just ignored them. There’s no need to cry over it; it won’t solve any problems. It’s not like you can change anything.”
Tan during his kindergarten days. – Pictures by G.C. TAN and courtesy of Tan Kia Khim
 
She added that the teachers never knew about the teasing and she never thought of complaining to them.

Hope Comes
The year 2006 marked a turning point in their lives. Both were given the chance to have their tumours removed. Hong had a growth of about 3kg covering most of the left side of her face, including the left eye, most of the nose and mouth.
Tan’s tumour was relatively smaller, starting from the left eye, disfiguring the nose and pulling down the mouth.
Hong first attracted media attention after her SPM results came out in 2006. “Actually, my SPM results were not really fantastic, but they exceeded my expectations,” she said. She scored 1A in Mathematics, her favourite subject, a 3B, two 4Bs and a 5C.
One of the newspaper reports which featured Hong was sent to Prof Xu Ke Cheng, president of Fuda Cancer Hospital in Guangzhou, China, which has carried out many successful procedures on NF patients.
Prof Xu initiated contact and flew down in April, 2006, to assess her condition.
Prior to the visit, her parents, padi farmer Hong Wah and home-maker Goh Jit Yang were reluctant for her to undergo any operation.
“Doctors in Alor Setar and Penang had told us that the condition could not be treated or the operation would be highly risky, so why take the risk?” said Hong in an earlier interview.
Tan, too, concurred that doctors in Penang and Alor Setar had discouraged him from removing his tumour.
After speaking with Prof Xu, Hong and her family changed their minds and agreed to go ahead with the procedure to remove the tumour. At the press conference to announce this, a member of the press who knew of Tan’s case brought him along. He was excited to meet someone who had the same condition as him. As it turned out, Prof Xu had a quick look at Tan and said his tumour was more easily operable.
Tan had no hesitation about going through with the operation. “Why should I turn down the chance to look handsome?” he quipped, flashing a beaming smile.
Meanwhile, the Kedah Chinese Assembly Hall (KCAH) had initiated a donation campaign with the co-operation of the Chinese Press (and others like The Star) for the duo to be sent to Fuda. The collection raked in close to RM360,000 and in May 2006, Hong and Tan were flown to Guangzhou. The hospital had waived many of the charges and provided free room and board for the entourage. Tan was accompanied by his father while Hong’s mother kept her company.
In June of that year, both of them underwent surgery – Hong first followed by Tan the next day. Tan’s operation was done in two hours, while Hong’s was spread out over several months as her case was more complicated.
A team of 14 surgeons worked on her. It was apparently the biggest and most challenging operation in the history of the hospital.
One of the procedures undertaken was cryosurgery, a technique where extreme cold (below -160°C) was used to destroy tumours.
After the tumours were removed, both had to undergo plastic surgery to reconstruct parts of their faces.
Tan returned home in mid-July that year, while Hong stayed back for more follow-ups. Tan returned to Fuda in November for cosmetic surgery and both eventually flew home on Dec 12. In March 2007, both went back to the hospital for more follow-ups.

New Chapter
Hong’s tumour started out with a pretty big bump on her face, and grew over the years. At the age of six, she had some semblance of sight in her left eye which was not enveloped by the growth yet.
“Now I’m so glad that I don’t have to carry all that weight around. Before I could not even use a crash helmet but now I can. Oh, and I don’t have to wear loose T-shirts now,” she says with a big grin on her face.
Her mother seems to display symptoms of someone who has NF as she has small bumps and cafe-au-lait spots all over her face and body. Her father has misshapened legs, which are sometimes a sign of the condition.
Phases of life: Hong Siew Hui’s mother Goh Jit Yang looking at the scars on her face after surgery.-Pictures by G.C. TAN and courtesy of Hong Siew Hui
 
Hong is the youngest of four siblings. Her brother, Theng Yau, 24, has a small tumour on the right side of his neck. A few months ago, he had it surgically removed in Alor Setar.
As for Tan, his father has cafe-au-lait spots and a few bumps so chances are he has the condition, too. His mother and three younger siblings do not have any sign of the condition. Tan’s tumour developed when he was still a baby.
Hong now spends most of her time on her studies. She is a diploma student at Politeknik Sultan Abdul Halim (Polimas) in Jitra, and expects to complete her three-year accountancy course early next year.
“I have had no problems there. Everyone is my friend. In fact, I’ve just finished doing my practical at (KCAH president) Mr Cheng Lai Hock’s accounting office. It was good training for me,” she beamed.
Hong with her brother Theng Yau playing outside their house in Simpang Empat, Kedah, during their childhood days.-Pictures by G.C. TAN and courtesy of Hong Siew Hui
 
Tan is still working for the same understanding and caring employer (as he puts it). Before surgery, he was working as a coffee-shop assistant but his boss closed shop and opened up a mini-convenience store. Tan is an assistant manager of sorts at the store.
Some people have the knack of making friends and Tan is one of them. He proved so popular with the hospital staff and media in Guangzhou that they flew him back last year for press interviews that even took him to Beijing.
The gregarious and genial young man spends his free time hanging out with friends.
The future is looking bright for Tan and Hong as they look forward to Prof Xu’s visit to Alor Setar this Thursday to check on their progress. - The Star

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

The Children's Story - From The Bottom Of A Mum's Heart

"Tak mau pergi. Nak sekolah kat sini je." My Girl insisted.


She was offered a place in one of the premier secondary school in Johor Bahru after he obtaining 4A's for her Ujian Penilaian Sekolah Rendah (UPSR).
That was the year when her primary school ever became the top school in JB with 36 students obtaining 4A's (It was 4 subjects then. Not 5 as now).

I was disappointed that the offer was refused.
Other parents wished that it's their children who were offered the place.

After 3 years in secondary school, the same refusal was uttered.

"Tak mau pergi. Ummie ni, macamana sekolah TF tak top. Semua budak top dari sekolah lain dia ambik. Macamana sekolah kampung nak top. Tak fair. Selfish." My Girl left me speechless with her reasoning.
Again, she was offered a place in the same premier school after obtaining straight A's for her Form 3 Penilaian Menengah Rendah (PMR).
The same other parents wished that it's their children that were offered the place.
I was half disappointed.
But another half of me was grateful that she has the 'kampung' spirit at heart.

After 2 years, My Girl excels in her Form 5 Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia (SPM).

She's the best student in school.
She made the teachers proud.
She made the other parents proud too.

"Ummie kenapa tak pergi? Anak naik pentas banyak kali tak bangga ke?" The other parents asked me. They wished that it's their children who went up the stage receiving the scrolls of achievements.

My Girl did not want me to be proud.
I was grateful for not being around during the prize giving day.

After 7 years My Girl left her secondary school, she still made her former teachers proud.
After 7 years, she still made the annual Hari Raya visit to the former teachers.

After all these years, I am proud to let her have her education in ''kampung' school.