Two years ago, today, I posted an entry on my long lost friend, Maj. (R) Hj Mansor whom I met during the eighties, the time when his son, Fareez came to stay with me during school holidays.
I wrote about my feelings, how I long to meet them and just to say hello to my nice old friend.
And to my surprise , Fareez emailed me one day. I was astonished. He managed to goggle through in the internet and found my entry.
So we are in touch again. I know now that he is married to a girl from Johor, Sharifah and he is doing fine in life, gifted with three kids. That news alone has made my day bright and shining.
I made a trip to KL three weeks back and managed to meet Fareez and family and was brought to his father's home. It was a great moment for me and my wife. Meeting the family again really is something that I have never expected. By the grace of Allah we met and recalled the good old days.
Now back in Kuching, I hope to meet them again in future, and this time I' d like to see them in Kuching, Insyaallah.
Memories of a kampung boy from across Sarawak river walking through his life in search of identity...
Saturday, July 26, 2008
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