Good neighbours go a long way
Haresh Says as published in Malay Mail today. SCREAMS of “Haaareeesshhh!” woke me up from deep sleep early Saturday morning. I rushed out of bed only to see my neighbour Aunty Kim in the house as my mum was seated at the porch with blood oozing from her right foot. “Sudah kena paku lah,” Aunty Kim said. “Cepat bawa mama pergi klinik.” Mum, being the superwoman she is, coolly washed the blood off her foot. She did say she was feeling a little woozy as I handed her a glass of orange juice while cleaning up her wound. All went well as she was later given a tetanus jab by the doctor at the nearby clinic. She kept herself busy as soon as we got home. Her obsession of getting fresh serai (lemon grass) growing wildly at a plot of land near our place earlier that morning proved painful as a rusty nail punctured her foot. But it was Aunty Kim who came to the rescue. She had immediately rushed to my mum’s aid and held my mum as they made their way to our home. We have been blesse...