Not the best of times..

Our most basic instinct is not for survival but for family.  Most of us would give our own life for the survival of a family member, yet we lead our daily life too often as if we take our family for granted.  ~Paul Pearshall

Fresh from an appeal hearing which did not go on eventually and summons from the police who found my modified number plate (courtesy of Aries) a bit too fancy for the law, I am back in the office.

My office pc keeps shutting down for absolutely no reason, and I have a bruise the size of a ping pong ball on my arm of which I have no recollection getting at all. I can't lift my right arm because it hurts. Couple that with carrying 1 huge counsel bag plus a handbag for my laptop plus my proper handbag all throughout the Court of Appeal. Now I REALLY can't lift my arm. Sigh.

All is not bad I suppose. I got to meet Kak Intan Azliana in the Court of Appeal! Wah, the last time I met her was before she got married, and now she has 2 kids already!

We may have another 'santau' attack directed at Atuk again this time around. Atuk is showing the classic symptoms of 'busung'. I am seething. Bonda is irate. Nenda is panicking. Nak buat macammana. We have to continue living our lives. Kalau sihat, alhamdulillah. Kalau sakit, berubat (usaha both ways, traditional and modern methods). 

Being in politics, this is what Atuk faces day in day out. And what we as a family, face with him by default. 

Bonda and I are fighters and what fight we have in us, we have learned from our father. And so fight we shall. 

Sigh. Pray for us readers.