Fated,bloody mat Pit, GP oh GP

Last Saturday, I went to Putra Perdana. Havent been there for so long. Too disheartening to see the apartment without electricity supply after Mat Dadah (bloody Mat Pit) cut away the cables. Went there with Razak after my neighbour, Siva called, saying that the house break in happened again. This time the aluminium window panels were stolen. True enough. When I arrived, the house was in a mess. Few widows were missing. Screws, rubbers and glasses were strewn all over.The bloody Mat Pit entered through the roof. Few houses suffered the same fate.

With Razak, I started fixing the temporary grill, just to stop Mat Pit from entering. I knew they could strike again through the house, if they want to. I am just making it thougher. On the door, I put up a notice, pleading them from further damaging the house. Could they listen? I hope they could....
We were about to complete the simple job when suddently a crazy idea struck. I decided to put back the glass panel without the frame!!!!!! The ever obliging Razak just followed. When I was fixing one of the glass panel, it tilted outward due to weight. Tried to balance it BUT ...crack,,,, BBBRRRRRRRRAAAANGGG it broke into two and the bigger top half went down flying to the ground floor (from fifth floor). It hit a motor bike and broken to pieces....Razak shouted saying that I got a cut on my hand.When I looked at it...YA Allah....my left little finger got slashed by the broken glass....blood was oozing out heavily, wetting my jeans and shirt. My T shirt was soaking wet! Razak panic as I was in pain. We ran down to the ground floor, got into the car and rushed to NOWHERE as we did not know the clinic/hospital. Blood was gushing out, bleeding heavily. Razak managed to fine a clinic and the GP, admitting she couldnt do well, stiched my little finger hastily . Pain and pain and pain..........

We rushed back to the house, Razak completed the job and we left home. The whole Saturday and Sunday were spoilt. Monday, went to see Dr Ranjit the specialist. He advised me to go through a surgery as the GP did a lousy job! Tuesday I was wheeled into the OT. Alone, no one with me. When the nurse asked, whether any one accompanied me, I responded negatively. I felt so alone and lonely then. In the OT I was sedated...and opearated. When I woke up, it was done. The nurse woke me up. It was in the evening...feeling drowsy, a staff fetched me and sent me home..

Given 4 days medical leave and now I am at home..bogging.
To Mat Pit...you will receive yours one day, if not here, in this world, in the the life after death!