..this old man had always been a 19-hundred man when it comes to dates..being born in the year 1945 or thereabout, as it were..so life has always been about 19-hundred something or other..when 20 hundred came around, it took this old man a few years into it, before I could really feel comfortable about it..
..but now it is the year 2010...a decade past 20 hundred..and I sat there, staring at the monitor and saw all those years before me flitting past, slides of flashbacks..right down to the time of my first day at school, Government English School, Kuala Krai..and it was 1952..and I was uncomfortable in white shorts, shirts, socks and shoes...and I had never worn shoes before..or socks..and I remember hiding my feet when my maternal uncle gave me the once over..
..and I realised that I should be around 65-years old now, or thereabout..and I just read in yesterday's NST that the average lifespan for Afghans is only 43-years..and I am past that by 22 years..
..God has been kind to me by giving me a little bit of longevity..blessed me with several marriages..and many children and, to date, 6 grandchildren..and He has blessed me with gifts more than the stars studding a night sky..if I would but care to count..
..and I could only clasped my hands in supplication..giving inadequate thanks..seeking forgiveness for my transgressions..
..as to whether I will be around come 2020 is something beyond my ken..but for every second that I still am, for every new morn that I wake up to, for every dawn as for every dusk, for every birth and for every death..I bear witness that there is no other Most Gracious or Most Loving, than You..........