on Chin Peng [and co]: So he's a hero eh.....

            Try telling that to my late dad......
            He was a member of the Royal Malay Regiment during Chin Peng's heydays of pillage, slaughter and terror. Who spent countless days in the jungles of Kelantan, Perak and several other states. Who experienced several Ramadhans there. I believe, there were several Syawals that he wasn't home too.
            Who saw his buddies being murdered right before his eyes.
            Who had to "clean up" the villages after massacres by the "glorious" PKM. Villages close to jungles were mostly inhabited by Malays. Who were predominantly farmers. Who became the "food source" of the commies.
            Yea...tell that to my late dad......
            Who almost died during several ambush episodes.
            Who discovered that the communist he killed was sometimes of his ethnic race.
            Tell that to Pakcik Mansur who lost his leg - thanks to a commie booby trap.
            Tell that to my maktok [grandma] whose army son went missing for 2 years....and presumed dead. Only to turn up with healed gunshot wounds.
            Tell that to my mum who had to console numerous army widows. Who lived in fear of being one herself every time dad left for the jungle.
             Dear Bawani, Khalid Mohd Ismath, Hishamuddin Rais,
             I'd love to slap your faces. With both hands. Real hard. Until I'm too tired to slap.
             And I think many army kids from that era would like to do the same....if not worse!