i can promise you after hearing my dad's story, i am freakishly shocked. i didn't know my grandfather learnt some skills. as in you know, SKILLS. my dad told me that, once, a lady which is my grandaunt i think was being disturbed by someone. bully in other sense. my grandfather with cool outfit meet him up, the bully. what he did was just shake his hands. and with a blink of an eye, that bully just fell down to the ground in a twinge manner. and that bully never dared to disturb my grandaunt ever again. there's more stories of him about this. damn. i didn't know that my grandfather was once a cab driver. not any ordinary one. the way he dress himself up, its like, all white, a stick(tongkat) and a blowing pipe. with hair combed to the side like mine. and he was once a policeman. if only he is alive now, i would love to hear his stories. and guess what, he was married to my chinese grandmother which made my grandmother his second wife. interesting.
as for my dad. he told me before he sparred with his friend. they sparred but with no contact. imagine that. no contact. just pure air. i can't remember what technique he was using. but he told me its useless to have it. its not your strength. even now, if he feels something moves his hand, he wouldn't want to think that, that "thing" moved him. just think allah did. he told me. hmm. i wonder if that thing is passed down to me. lets hope not. i don't want it either.
gosh. my grandfather really look like me. his eyebrows and eyes. damn. i'm proud to hold his name.
my father told me his attitude and mine are alike. that's interesting. haha.
i have update my blog.
next week will be my orientation. the last day or night i might say will be the night which can be recognised as a clubbing arena. haha. let see for this event to come. i will post alot of pictures for this.
shall end here.
note: (i will wait for you to really show me what you have said to me. love you.)