Bangun, somebody monotoned and the court was in session.....and good mother of Jesus, this pony-tailed guy sat alongside Malik Imtiaz and Edmond Bon (whom I was introduced to earlier by Rocky at the National Press Club.) The rest, as the cliche goes, is history.
Haris aka Sam and I clicked. I sensed in him the innate penchant to outstretch his hands to the oppressed. We liked the same things, which is nobody's business to have to know. We journeyed together from Permatang Pauh to Permatang Pasir, snoring to glory after a day's campaign. (His snoring is equivalent to that big monstrous cement mixer in its thores of breaking down!). But who was it that said that Big Men do everything BIG.....even snoring. That's my buddy and soul-mate, journey-mate and hiding-mate Haris. But don't for a moment think that it was honky dory from the word go. No way, although both of us were, still are, bull-headed, vindictive, stubborn, aggressive, assertive and abrasive, I shared, Sam's vision of one nation one race. HARIS, it is comforting to know that we can walk side by side in this uncharted journey, as ANAK BANGSA MALAYSIA. See you at 6:00pm brother.
More HERE on how the journey started .......