Today is the anniversary of a dark point in the history of my nation. My hope is that our future generations will look back and vow never to allow such a thing to happen again. I also hope that we never forget the innocent lives that were lost through no fault of theirs, so that their deaths were not in vain.
After a quick wake-up call, Azie somehow got the girls ready in 5 minutes, and we set off for KL at 0725 hrs. The Federal Highway was in its normal state, jammed up with thousands of cars, so the drive was a slow laborious one. Thank god the girls are around, at least they entertained us with their versions of Rock A Bye Baby and It's A Small World After All!!
After a breakfast of toast and half boiled eggs, I dropped Azie off behind StanChart Building, and made our way home. We made our customary stop at the small Indian shop to get the girls' ration of crisps, and went straight home. Felt a bit tired, so decided not to go for my job, but caught up on local news by burying myself on the NST till lunch time.
Updated my family tree website and created a new blog on Wordpress to hold Mak's recipes. Found one of her old recipe books in the storeroom, and keyed in a recipe for Roti Kurma Bergulung.
Since Azie has some late appointments, I went for my jog at 1800 hrs on the new route. Somehow the neighbourhood looks so much different in the evening sun, with my long shadow 'running' infront of me as I make my way in the heat. Found 2 houses under renovation, made a mental note to go in and check out what these owners planned to do with their houses.
After a quick dinner of Black Pomfret cooked in Tomatoes, Japanese Crabstick and Chinese Cabbage Broth, and Spicy Egg Omelette, I went to the mosque for Magrib prayers, and immediately after I got home, we left home to pick Azie up in KL. As usual, the Federal Highway was packed, and to avoid the grief, I exited Armada Hotel and went through UM and cut through Pantai and Bukit Damansara to get to central KL. Arrived Pavilion at 2030 hrs, and went straight home. Got home at 2100 hrs, and with my eyes burning, I put the girls to bed by doing my human-rocking-bed-thing. I eventually passed out and came to at around 0130 hrs and couldn't will my eyelids to shut. So, I got up and sent that letter to the Editor of The Star on our low class football and asked the morons in FAM to resign. Happy with myself, I forced myself to sleep at 0230 hrs and zzzzzz...............
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