THE MESIAN-MESSAGE NO.146, MARCH 2014.
THIS EDITION IS SPONSORED BY MUHD. ALAM SHAH HJ. HAANIM
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2014 TO ALL
A SHORT VISIT TO THE CHAMANG WATERFALL
Early one morning we went to the Chamang Waterfall which we almost went the day before. After eating nasi lemak in the car, we were heading towards the waterfall in the early morning mist still enveloping the hills. The road leading to the waterfall has been much improved. There were strange markings on the road probably to show how far left or right the moving vehicles might go. For example some parts marked with two narrow lanes on one side. Then towards the end, meaning the further in part were built embankment to guide the traffic from falling into the deep ravines.
All the way there were no vehicles either way. Only at the end descent, two racing cyclists were cycling up the steep road. That stretch used to be earthen beaten but now is tar laden. Soon we saw the parking lots and then we were on flat land with more parking lots.
We climbed some very uneven rocks to the water edge. With difficulty the missus went down and touched her feet in the water. She did not like it as the way down the rocks was rugged and not easy. So we came up to the flatten land again. We went to the steps and descended again to the water edge. It was easier here as the boulders were rather flat.
Finally, the missus got into the water. She wetted her clothes and even immersed her head in the water. The water was not very clear but a little muddy for it had rained the night before. I did not go down. She splashed for a while then came up. A few people have come.
THEN WE PROCEED TO MENTAKAB AND TEMERLOH
We drove home. It was a disappointing visit. On the way out we decided to go to Mentakab and Temerloh instead. Yes, we have said we would go that way for a visit. For three years we have stayed there and for more than 40 years we have not gone that way - since we left in 1972.
In town we had shredded ice with beans at Kow Po ice cream shop famous for their iced dishes.
We drove down to Karak town avoiding the new highway. I wanted to take the old road to Mentakab to see the changes along the way. Yes, the road was almost unrecognizable. It has been widened. There were stretches here and there for vehicles to overtake. At such a stretch, there are three lanes two on one side for overtaking while the other lane is for traffic from the opposite direction. About 500m from each stretch for overtaking, a sign board is erected to tell road users of the approaching stretch for overtaking. Just before the stretch ends, another signboard informs motorists that the overtaking stretch will soon end. This seems to be a very good idea to guide motorists on the road. I wonder if other roads in the country have introduced this brilliant practice.
We passed Sungai Pertang Estate (does this plantation exist anymore, I wonder), Kuala Kuang, and other rural villages all with unmanned roadside food stalls. For this was the weekend almost everybody was at home or gone away.
We passed Lanchang. It still looks the same. Some old wooden structures that used to be coffee shops are now abandoned. The population must have migrated to other towns and cities.
Soon we came to a junction turning into Mentakab town. It was territory incognito! Only when I saw the signage SMJK Hwa Lian I realized that I was entering the town. However, it was a strange place to me now.
The little field with its Second World War arch is no more there. In its place is the new Tong Fatt supermarket. We looked for a place to eat and drink. We found a little corner coffee shop and went in. We have a simple meal of mixed rice and ordered some drinks.
I called my friend a retired headmaster Mr. Wong Meow Lee. We have not met for years. A little while gone by and Mr. Wong came in looking for me. He still has the same stature but thinner and of course age has wrought changes on his face and hair. One thing I particularly noticed was his teeth. His upper jaw incisors fit exactly in what the song "Burung Gagak" describes about old granny's teeth.
We talked of old times gone by. Mr. Wong still has his house in Bentong bought in the 1960s. And in Mentakab he rents a house to stay. Well he is still gainfully employed there. So in that town he stays. He was from Gemas but Bentong had been his second home town. When we visited his house his missus said, they would move back to Bentong one day.
After going round the town for a short while we took the road to Temerloh. Again the road was the old road but had been modified so much that it is almost not recognizable to me. What more with the town, we hardly could find our way round. From the look of it, buildings are doubled their numbers now. The old shop houses are dwarfed by the new buildings. Taman Bahagia has become the suburb of the town. We stopped at a stall for shredded ice with boiled beans. How much was a bowl priced? Astronomical! Unbelievable!! So unreasonable!!! A hefty RM2.50. We used to patronize a few roadside cendol stalls in Petaling Jaya and Kuala Lumpur. A bowl of the same stuff cost only RM1.50. Customers crowd around these city roadside stalls. No wonder the stall in Temerloh was few in customers.
We returned to Mentakab, and via there we went back to Bentong just at nightfall. None of the places we have stayed are recognizable now. Roadside rubber land has become part of the town.
BY HARWAN SINGH
Has anyone heard what is eternal love?
Well here comes all of it. I have been the most blessed person to have met two Eternally Loved Souls in this lives who went on into the Next World together. Not exactly together but one waited Ten Long Years for the other!
Mr Pertab Singh had to wait that long for his lover to reach him. Let me start at the beginning.
There was a prayer for the late Mr. Pertab Singh at his son's house somewhere in their oil palm estate on a small hill in Kuang. The prayer was for 48 hours. While the prayer was going on we men were engaged in a card game. We played through the night.
During the final hours of the prayer we were singing some verses during which we were given flower petals to throw on to the Sikh religion scripture. When the petals were placed in my palm I felt a pain in my hand. I noticed the flower plants that were strippe off the petals were feeling the pain of the harsh reality of the plucking. I felt the cruelty of some humans in trying to please God with flowers.
When that had passed and while I was still in a state of receiving I had a vision of Mrs. Pertab trying to fly but the weight of the gear, the Worldly weight, was weighing her down.
I was surprised as I knew her to be spending whatever time she could spare - from her homely duties - on prayers!
So I suggested to Mr. Pertab that both he and she join the Subud Movement so as to cleanse some of their spiritual burdens.
However Mr. Pertab told me that he had previously been misled by Kirpal Singh about the movement. He had attended one session and found the crowd in a sort of trance making many types of sounds. He never returned for any more sessions.
Many years passed and Mr. Pertab passed away.
Prayers were held for him and that was it.
A few months later Mrs. Pertab got sick with a spinal problem and was admitted to the SMC. She was told that there was a blood clot in her spine. When I visited her that evening I placed my hand on her head and spontaneously felt that the clot was in her head!
I asked a doctor to check for me and on my next visit he confirmed that the clot was indeed in the head.
The previous day a relative of hers was praying beside her hospital asking God to save her. Remember NEVER ask for the person to be saved. From what are we asking the person to be saved? We should instead surrender the person to God with the prayer that since we cannot be the Judges of the future God please do what is right for her. IT WOULD HAVE SAVED HER TEN YEARS OF SUFFERING that she eventually went through.
On my next visit to the hospital I saw a vision showing BOILED RICE lying in the hospital bathroom! My daughter told me that it means NASI sudah jadi BUBUR! It cannot become BUBUR. It will never become rice again.
After the prayers in Kuang were performed for Mr. Pertab, Mrs. Pertab was taken ill. She was hospitalised as described in the earlier part of this article. During that prayer I was shown Mr. Pertab and Mrs. Pertab walking hand in hand towards the sea in ankle deep water. Mrs. Pertab stopped to urinate and Mr. Pertab moved on.
The cost to her of the urination at that time cost her very dearly. In fact it started a period of suffering dependence. The family drove her to Singapore for a second opinion only to learn that she had been paralyzed from the waist down. FATE!
She was brought back home to the eldest son's house to be taken care of by her daughter-in-law Gurdev.
Gurdev had experienced such stressful times when she cared for her cancer stricken mother for some years earlier.
Mrs. Pertab was bed-ridden with a urine bag hanging from her bedside. A special room was prepared for her and a maid was by her side all the time. She had to be taken to hospital occasionally whenever her urethras got infected.
After some years she was moved to her son's place in Gold Coast Australia where she received good loving care. Then she was moved to her daughter's place in Melbourne to be with her doctor daughter who went and gave her high doses of steroids. Very bad move!
When she returned to Shah Alam we could hardly recognize her. She had such a puffed-up face. She was again given loving care. Some how she returned to Australia sometime later to another daughter's house from where she was returned - I do not know, dead or alive, with the whole family with her and declared dead in Shah Alam where she was cremated.
In the meantime Mr. Pertab had not been at peace on the other side. He kept on bugging me. He was sending me messages frequently about her.
One night while he was talking to me he suddenly noticed Mrs. Pertab standing beside him. He turned around hugged and kissed her forgetting me. It was the ultimate show of love! Soon Mrs. Pertab left this world for the other side!! This is what I call eternal love.
After that I saw Mrs. Pertab occasionally in my dreams when I believe her property was being taken care of. Occasionally she was with her daughter-in-law Gurdev.
Call it weird if you like but I stand by every word that I have written.
- Harwan Singh.
CELEBRATING CHRISTMAS WITH OUR MENTOR
On checking my mobile phone, I knew Wong Yeng Kee was trying to get me. So I called him but he did not take the call. I decided to ask Min to drive me to the ESSO station to meet him. Yes, he was at the station. He handed me an envelope with a Christmas card and cash. He also gave a carton of mineral water for Dato Ted Miles's Christmas party.
Dato' Ted Miles, Loh Kok Keong, Harwan Singh with his spouse Gurmail Kaur at were at the Christmas party.
We went straight to Dato Ted Miles's house for the party. When we reached his out of the town bungalow, several people had already arrived. Even someone from the land under the wind had come. Loh Kok Keong had flown in from Sabah. Wow! what a surprise, yet locals and short distant friends and acquaintances could not make it there.
A little later more people came. Another surprise: Harbans Singh who had been always complaining of body weakness and poor health had even come in with his daughter and wife Gurmail Kaur.
Lee Yew Kwong and family had come up from Ketari ferried in by his family members in two MPVs. Kam Wah had descended from Bukit Tinggi. He was looking for his old buddy Yap Kim Hee. But I told him that the latter had left forever for the far far away country.
Soon we dined on the Christmas party food that many of us had brought in. There was quite a lot of food of different varieties. Choo Oi Mei brought in more food and companies. Another lot of roasted duck came in with William Joo.
Some of us exchanged health care ideas. Loh Kok Keong recommended a well tried out remedy for strengthening the knees. Also he recommended a cure for problematic and pain of the knees. William Joo suggested some food that would make the eyesight good, etc.
Just before I left, the mentor asked me to put the following in the next Mesian-Message:
"THANK YOU FOR MAKING MY CHRISTMAS A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS".
We will celebrate Dato' Ted Miles's birthday exactly on Sunday the 16th of February. Come one, come all, let's celebrate with our mentor.
WELCOME IN THE YEAR OF THE HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR TO ALL.