KL Rocks! Full circle with Rocky Bru

I finally have the time and inclination to write the concluding post – more than one month after the event. Ironically, it also had to do with this trip to KL last month – it has resulted in my having less time for other things. However, I’m not really complaining, for there have to be sacrifices in whatever new situations that we choose.

Ahirudin Attan, or better known as Rocky Bru – Some people might say Raja Petra Kamarudin is the Number One blogger in Malaysia with his Malaysia Today; some say it’s Tun Dr Mahathir. But to me, despite the fact that he certainly wasn’t the first, Rocky is the person who had made blogging mainstream. Tun Mahathir was probably also inspired by Rocky’s blog when he started CheDet.com earlier this year.Rocky_Facebook128

But anyway, there’s something that I’m indebted to when it comes to Rocky. It was he who had introduced me to almost all of the fine people here, either directly or indirectly, when he wrote a post about this blog. During idle moments, I’d lie down and wonder how things and life would be like right now had I not known a few of them – particularly people like Sherry Nor Jannah and Nazmi (By coincidence, a SMS came in from them at the very moment I typed that line!…their family are at Tanjong Lumpur, Kuantan having ikan bakar). This one alone warrants a post – at least. So, another time about it.

As for Rocky: There he was at Bangsar Village; the man himself! And with him was also Nuraina Samad, of the 3540 Jalan Sudin blog! Yes, that’s what had happened on 19 December 2008 – my meeting four well-known bloggers in the space of two hours!

The sensation of meeting them in person is something I’ll remember. He’s a lot bigger than I had imagined – the “rugby player” size who could overpower me within five seconds, should there be the need to. However, unlike “rugby-sized people who tend to be so”, he definitely wasn’t the boisterous type. Instead, Rocky’s voice was soft, and coupled with his mannerism – despite the `rugged’ clothes – left in me the impression of “cool, gentlemanly and cultured”.

And Nuraina, Maria Samad’s younger sister, and both daughters of the most well-known and widely respected journalist, the late Tan Sri A. Samad Ismail … she was just as pretty as in the pictures (Unknown to Nuraina, she actually `knows me’ from the mid-90’s). They were about to leave Bangsar Village, but we still managed to have a chat of around 15 minutes; which is long enough considering that we were all standing.

Cyberspot Nov 28 Among the things that I still remember was our mentioning Zorro Unmasked (Bernard Khoo); especially his “anti-Rocky post”. And to think that both (plus their supporters and sympathisers) were “on the same side” once (See “SoPo fractured” in the Malay Mail). And this is precisely the reason why I avoid mentioning things that smack of politics here.

To his credit, Rocky just shook his head and smiled – not uttering anything negative against Zorro despite the harsh criticisms that he had received, plus downright abuses by anonymous readers at the blogs.

It was there that I finally found the opportunity to personally thank him for mentioning this blog at his high-traffic site. I had had some reservations, plus fear too, when I first discovered about it; for I realised that I could no longer be anonymous and remain in the shadows as I had previously. Well, Rocky made the decision for me; and fortunately, all the things that have happened since then were positive, definitely. This I thank God for.

I was also encouraged and flattered when he mentioned why he had written that post: “Your experiences are too important not to shared… You have a lot to tell people… Your blog is a significant addition to the blog world”. The words may not be verbatim but otherwise are accurate enough. And I was also relieved to know that my decision to start this blog four months ago was the right one.

There was something that surprised Rocky; and especially Nuraina – she actually `knew’ me. Or at least my name.

We went our ways after that memorable chance meeting. I could have gotten a taxi but Mat Salo decided to send me to Sentral and wait for the 8.30 PM train back to Pasir Mas. It was raining heavily, and I was quite embarrassed that he treated me like a VIP by insisting that I wait under the sheltered entrance for him to come back with the Toyota Land Cruiser. 40KB-Klsentral

It was a really enjoyable ride from Bangsar to Sentral, as I take in the sights of the city while chatting with Mat Salo After years of living in rural areas – with the exception of a three-month stay in Kuantan at the end of 2006 – KL sure looked nice and welcoming. I even entertained the idea of “maybe staying in KL one day…”

We parted ways at the entrance to Sentral. Words were simply not enough to thank Mat Salo for all that he had done that day (and still after that)…

300px-Klsentral It was around 3PM-plus, and there was still a few hours left. But I knew that would not be a problem at all for I had already planned to explore the terminal. It was a marvelous place; certainly something for KL/Malaysia to be proud of. Things looked so clean and systematic there, with the areas I went to looking very well maintained.

It was with some regret when I spotted a few huge banners declaring it to be “a Celcom 3G area”. If I had brought along the laptop as intended, I would have experienced what “3G mobile broadband” was instead of the GRPS 53Kbps that I was getting at home (BTW am getting EDGE at 128Kbps now, thank goodness. Had just downloaded the 65MB Apple iTunes & QuickTime file which took less than 2 hours).

However, I decided to adhere to Sherry Nor Jannah’s caution about the possibility of losing it, and followed her advice of bringing a book instead. And I was glad.

shakirah_legacy I was already happy with how things had gone – all the unexpected bonuses that came about through Mat Salo. At 7PM, I received a SMS from another person who has become as important as Sherry and Nazmi – Shakirah. Now this is someone whom Malaysian Tigress had introduced me to at Facebook who has a lot of wisdom and experiences to share. Beside Sherry and Nazmi, she was the other person whom I had kept updated through SMSes since the previous night. Well, Shakirah mentioned that she was coming over to Sentral to meet me at Starbucks…

I didn’t know whether she was serious, or whether she was just teasing me, knowing how extremely shy and nervous I am (I later found out that she was serious, and that she was at KLCC). I wasn’t psyched up to meet anyone else; so, fainthearted that I was, pleaded that “we’ll meet another time; because I’ll be coming this way again soon“. Like Sherry, she has a good understanding of people – of me particularly – in not insisting on this. She understood… Thanks, Shakirah!

As I boarded the train at 8PM (the system was like an airport), the senior media consultant I had mentioned somewhere called. She was surprised that I was going back the same day – and expressed annoyance that I did not consider staying at her place for the night, which would have given me the opportunity to look around KL for a whole day. Yes, I knew she was honest and sincere with that offer – she’s the type of person; as people like Kak Teh, Puteri Kamaliah etc might attest to.

Well, it was another 14-hour journey going back to Pasir Mas. However, it certainly wasn’t “back breaking” but quite comfortable actually. Even if the fare by flight were to be the same, I’ll most likely take the train with the sleeping berth should there be the need to go there again. It was indeed a memorable trip to KL, thanks to the people involved. Not just the ones I did meet but also the people who I didn’t – people who had supported and encouraged. THANK YOU, TO ALL OF YOU.

A New Chapter

1 December 2008: A new month – and the end of one BIG chapter in my life. This is an interlude to the final (I think) post of my “KL Rocks!” series of posts about my trip to Kuala Lumpur on 19 Nov. I just have to mention this because of its significance – today is the LAST time that I have to report at the police-station. It was Number 24 of 24.

Yes, that pesky once-a-month “sign balai” reporting that is one of the SEVEN orders that I had received from the Pasir Mas Magistrate Court on 31 October 2005.

It had all started after I was detained at around 9AM on Thursday, 11 August 2005 when I entered an acquaintance’s house at Kubang Bemban, Pasir Mas in search of morphine.

Unknown to me, it was then being ransacked by four policemen (and one woman) who had entered from behind. A preliminary urine drug test done at the district police-station turned up positive results for morphine and methamphetamine (pil kuda) – substances that I had consumed a couple of days previously by intravenous means. Pending confirmation of the urine results, I was sent to be remanded at the Pengkalan Chepa Prison for almost three months before the court decision was finally made. Here’s what the orders say: (would be great to have access to a scanner)

BORANG 3  ADK/3B: 016841


(Perenggan 6(1)(a) dan subseksyen 6(2)



Bahawasanya (THE PERSON WHO WAS TO BECOME CENDANA287) Kad Pengenalan No (IC Number) berumur 45 tahun yang beralamat di (Address) [kemudian daripada ini disebut “orang tersebut”], diperakui oleh Dr. Siti Fatimah bt. A.Rahman, seorang *pegawai perubatan kerajaan sebagai seorang penagih dadah mengikut pengertian Akta:

Dan bahawasanya atas syor Pegawai Pemulihan, dan setelah memberi orang tersebut peluang untuk membuat representasi, saya AZMAN BIN MUSTAPHA, seorang Majistret di Pasir Mas memerintahkan supaya orang tersebut –

(a) menjalani rawatan dan pemulihan di Pusat Pemulihan Gambang, Pahang selama tempoh dua tahun; dan

(b) selepas itu menjalani pengawasan oleh *pegawai polis selama tempoh dua tahun di bawah syarat-syarat yang berikut:

(i) orang tersebut hendaklah tinggal di kawasan Pasir Mas

(ii) orang tersebut hendaklah sentiasa memberitahu pegawai tempat kediamannya dan tidak boleh menukar tempat kediamannya atau meninggalkan kawasan tempat kediamannya tanpa kebenaran bertulis Ketua Pengarah;

(iii) orang tersebut hendaklah melaporkan diri di Balai Polis Tok Uban (sebagaimana yang ditetapkan oleh Mejistret) tidak lewat dari 72 jam setelah dilepaskan dari Pusat Pemulihan dan pada 01 haribulan tiap-tiap bulan kelendar antara 6.00 pagi dan 6.00 petang;

(iv) orang tersebut tidak boleh mengambil, menggunakan atau memiliki apa-apa dadah berbahaya;

(v) orang tersebut hendaklah menjalani apa-apa ujian pada bila-bila masa dan di mana-mana tempat sebagaimana yang diperintahkan oleh pegawai; dan

(vi) orang tersebut hendaklah menjalani apa-apa program bagi pemulihan penagih dadah yang diadakan oleh Kerajaan.

Diberi di bawah tandatangan saya dan meterai Mahkamah di Pasir Mas, Kelantan pada 31/10/2005

[AADK Pasir Mas Number: 147/05]  [Magistrate’s Rubberstamp]

Well, that was it. This is the standard form that is used throughout Malaysia where only the entries in bold differ.

So, had it been followed 100%, I would only have been discharged (not “freed” as with “convicts/criminal cases”) on 30 October 2007. Thankfully, the people who had drafted this act (Drug Dependants Act) had also given power to the National Anti-Drugs Agency (AADK) Director-General under sub-section 12(1) to shorten the “treatment and rehabilitation in Pusat” period as he deems fit. Most of the inmates would be released/discharged within 16 months or less.

However, those who had committed “serious offences” while in Pusat (rioting especially) – and who were usually transferred to the Tegar Pusat which is located inside the Kajang Prison (but run by the AADK, not prison warders) – would have to do the full stretch.

[By the way, please don’t get me started by coming up with a statement like “A longer treatment and rehabilitation period ensures BETTER RESULTS” … like “The success rate would double if the period is doubled – 2 years to 4 years”. Should anyone ever come up with this statement, I’ll TRY to be polite and not call him “STUPID FOOL AND SIMPLETON“. Even if he holds a PhD from Oxford University]

Anyway, I found myself back at this very place in Pasir Mas where I’m typing now at around 11.30 PM on 18 December 2006; for I was given something that each and every inmate in every Pusat Serenti look forward to – this “Watikah” (Charter? – have to invest  in an English-Malay dictionary):

BORANG 15 Serial Number ADK/15: 020041 Dated 12/12/06 and signed and rubber-stamped by: IZHAR BIN ABU TALIB; Ketua Penolong Pengarah (Institusi), Agensi Antidadah Kebangsaan, Kementerian Keselamatan Dalam Negeri that shortened the original order – dari 31/10/05 hingga 18.12.2006 [typed exactly as seen – the first date was printed by computer while the second is in blue ball-point pen]

THANKS Tuan Izhar, whoever you are!

**Footnote: If I am not mistaken, those contravening the (a) order – by running away – are subject to a maximum three years prison and three strokes of the rotan. For contravening any of (b) i to vi, it is three years and two strokes. Well, looks like I had managed to save myself from these. On 18 Dec I will be going to the Pasir Mas district AADK and get my “confirmation of having adhered to court order” certification. That will bring this very important chapter of my life to an official end; and open a new one.

**Footnote Number Two: To Mat Salo, Elviza and Mohd Zawi – You folks have been up to something, haven’t you?:-) I have been getting `strange’ comments and signals the past couple of days…

KL Rocks! Lunch with Elviza

Mat Salo explained: “Elviza had called me – she wants to see you TOO. We’ll go see her in Bangsar”. `Kidnapped’ by Mat Salo! Apparently, he had spoken with Elviza before coming to get me.

Well, that’s it then – there’s no avoiding Elviza now … unless if I jumped off that Toyota Land Cruiser (And she would most likely visit me at the hospital).

I had `known’ Elviza for a couple of months; having found her site through Mat Bangkai’s What! No Tea and Scones? – which in turn was from Sharon Bakar’s blog. And I had gotten Sharon’s site through David R in Korea; whom I had known since late 1998 through a Usenet writing group.

There is one specific post here about what I think of her writing. And then I saw a comment by Zaharan Razak of Ground of Being to Ground Below (previously known as “I” of the Storm) that surprised and delighted me – that Elviza was from Kelantan too! (I later found out that she also has “Pasir Mas connections”).

Then last Hari Raya, I received a SMS from her. I won’t hide it – how thrilled and elated I was! (Again, it was Mohd Zawi who had given my number… He seems to know everybody!) After that, I still received messages from her – simple “Hellos” which I really appreciate, knowing how busy she must be. Plus SMS alerts about Raja Petra Kamarudin and Razak Baginda that twice beat the media when it comes to speed!

Elviza had also mentioned about wanting me to meet her, husband Jafree and two-year-old son Luqman – either when she comes back to Kelantan or when I go to KL. And there was that bloggers’ gathering function yesterday (Saturday 29 Nov) [*See Update below] which Mat Salo had played a major part in organising – early this month, she had expressed hope that I would be present … and even suggested that my “transportation and accommodation could be arranged” [THANKS for the offer, Elviza].

Well, I’ll be very happy and extremely comfortable with Luqman, definitely – but minus the parents:-) …there is this “extreme shyness and inferiority complex” I mentioned in the previous post – something that I’m dealing with.

However, last 19 November, Elviza had made the decision for me – I was going to see her, no if’s or but’s!

Mat Salo explained that she had “a very good reason to be in Bangsar”. Yes, she is a lawyer, but apparently Elviza is fortunate enough not to be stuck to a desk whenever she was not in court. And Mat Salo was also going to give her a DVD he had bought in Indonesia – Ayat Ayat Cinta, if I remember correctly (Is it?).

Contrary to what Mekyam might have suspected (as in her comment in the previous post), Mat Salo didn’t engage in any “MacLaren-type” of driving – probably having enough sympathy for a hillbilly already feeling out of place in the big city, and with his heart thumping at the thought of meeting Elviza.

During that drive, we learned a few things about each other. Mat Salo insisted he’s no angel; probably fearing that I was holding him in (too) high esteem. Oh, have no fear of that, brother – I had never expected you to be perfect. However, it’s the good things about you that I’m most impressed with – `simple’ things, like that care and thought for your siblings… your fulfilling your responsibilities as a good father… your truthfulness, honesty and sincerity… your being a good friend with those who deserve good friends – among other things.

And Mat Salo had learnt quite a few things about me; especially what and where I was working as more than a decade ago. Somehow it didn’t feel right being silent about certain things that I’d often keep quiet about – not when talking with someone like him. Yes, his aura is such that.

As Mat Salo drove towards Bangsar from Mont Kiara, I remembered that I too had driven to here from Jalan Duta before … 1995.

It was a time when I was already heavily addicted to morphine, but still managing to consume through the `wasteful’ chasing the dragon (with the substance on cigarette/aluminium foil, heated from underneath and inhaled through a straw/small tube). And I still could maintain a car then (it was a Toyota Corolla GL 1.3 – one of the very best cars ever made), plus trade that in for a Proton Megavalve a year later.

Well, the collapse didn’t happen in a month or two. However, I was surely in a downward spiral then; with the bottom being those days in the dreaded “Quarantina” of the Pengkalan Chepa Prison in 2005.

Anyway, Mat Salo went in to park at Bangsar Village, which was another amazing thing after his U-turn early on. Despite the sign that clearly announced “FULL”, he still drove into the carpark. `Helpfully’ I mentioned it (as if Mat Salo didn’t understand the Queen’s English) as he collected the automated ticket. Simply smiling, he gave a nonchalant “Tak apa, adalah tu.” (Never mind, there’ll be something).

And sure enough, just three second after he said that, and even before he had engaged first gear, a car pulled out and vacated a bay! Well, Mat Salo sure has `Ong’ (lucky)!

Then he pulled reached out for something at the back of his 4WD and gave to me as a present – something in red wrapping paper with “BORDERS” printed. “I have a copy of it too – about writing… I found it very useful, so I bought one for you too…cheap, it was on sale” (The listed price on the jacket of this hardcover copy is £9.99)

Click HERE or on the picture for a review of it from the New York Times. ISBN 1 86197 6127 Publisher www.profilebooks.co.uk


I don’t know how much he had paid for it. However, I must say that it’s an excellent book – the type that won’t go stale with the passing of time.

BTW I did not open it until I reached home the next day. And I was careful in opening it – using a sharp blade to cut the tape and managing to save the wrapper; of which I’ve kept. Yes, I’m the sentimental type who often would keep “certain things” as mementos.

The entrance of Bangsar Village was the rendezvous with Eliviza. I was certain that I would immediately recognise her for I had seen her picture with Luqman at her blog. I didn’t – even when a woman had walked up to Mat Salo! Maybe it was because I was so nervous that I wasn’t really observing people. I don’t know whether she had felt the trembling when we shook hands:-)

Ah, the classy Elviza!…She is with her writings and she is in real life – plus was great on TV too. Well, that charisma – some people “have it”. And she and Mat Salo certainly do. To her credit, she didn’t make me any more nervous than I already was – it would have been easy for her to have a few laughs at my expense from my being extremely shy and my awkwardness.

We went to a restaurant outside Bangsar Village. I’m thankful for that because I would not have been comfortable in the chic-looking cafes inside the building. And especially if smoking was not allowed. Mat Salo probably shared my sentiments about the smoking part.

One thing that I regretted at that restaurant was my ordering something that I could easily get in a kampung in Pasir Mas – Nasi Lemak.

But I didn’t really care too much about eating anyway. Not when I was elated with that moment: of actually being with them – previously just “names” and “posts and comments at blogs” – to Mat Salo and Elviza “The real and living persons”! It’s hard to describe the thrill and sensation.

And I was amused to read a message from Sherry Nor-Jane, who is a big fan and admirer of the writer of Write Away; after Elviza had SMSed her about the three of us meeting at a restaurant in Bangsar. Well, she comes to KL a lot more frequently than I do (probably 20-1). BUT I had beaten her to meeting with Elviza first!…and I know she and Nazmi were happy with me too.

It was great; sitting there talking about various things and observing people. There was Jit Murad, whose moppy hair didn’t look so unruly nowadays.

Then there was one smartly-dressed guy shouldering a laptop bag, who seemed to be in a hurry to go somewhere. “That’s Rehman Rashid”, Elviza mentioned softly. He most likely knew Elviza (she has an office near there too), and nodded at us – seemed to be in a hurry to go somewhere.

Rehman, as blog readers might remember, had written a piece in New Straits Times in March 2007 that had offended many bloggers titled Broken down in the barnyard of free expression. Needless to say, he had then received quite some flak at the high-traffic blogs that included Rocky’s Bru and Susan Loone – among others.

Elviza and Mat Salo certainly didn’t know this (although Mekyam does) – Rehman knows me. Or my name, that is. But since he was in a hurry that day, I didn’t go up to introduce myself to him – to match this physical self to that name. Maybe it was just as well – let people know me as “Mat Cendana” (who aspires to be “Cendana287”).

But anyway, Elviza had work to do, so at 2.30 PM she left Mat Salo to take me to Sentral. That was an added bonus – meeting Elviza too after having met Mat Salo. Who would have thought that my day in KL that was “work related” to be blessed with that kind of luck!

But Life seemed bent on dishing out even more good fortune for me! The day was far from over yet…

We headed back towards Bangsar Village where he pointed to a vehicle and mentioned, “Rocky’s car is still here”; casually adding that he had earlier messaged Rocky about us being in the area.

I was to meet Rocky Bru too! Plus Nuraina Samad, who happened to also be there.(To be CONTINUED)

*7.52AM 1 Dec Update: Mat Salo has sent in a post WITH PICTURES of the gathering in Blog Bash – A Bit Player’s Perspective

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