The good old time

The year was 1977.

That year my father married my mom. He then buy a piece of land in a small kampung named Telaga Bata, a abandoned village back then located along the route from Chabang Empat Tok Mek Ngah to Pengkalan Kubor. The land is enough to built a modest house and some space for his future child to play and run a little bit.The price of that piece of land is RM 1 k.Of cource back then that is quite an amount for a salaryman just starting to work as a clerk for primary school. Lucky for him that his bussiness doing mother chipped in to help.

Fast forward to 2008. Now he is retired with the last post as the chief clerk with JPN Kelantan in Kota Bharu.He got 4 son and 6 daughter. One doctor, one Engineer, one technician, one draughman, two undergraduates and 4 schoolgoing child. Not forgotten to mention also he got 2 grandaughter and 2 grandson.

This year he is planning to perform the pilgrims in Mecca.

And in 2008 his eldest son (me) is struggling to emulate what he has done!