Today, this blog is opened officially. Here I will share with you my experiences as a Malay and Muslim Law graduate's struggle in life. I will certainly share past experiences, present situations and not to forget thought for the future.
My humble journey began from a town in Selangor, Malaysia called Klang which was once famous as the town where the Sultan or King of Selangor used to resides. In my early years, I remembered that my grandfather was a plumber and whenever he has time, he will take me for rides in his old vespa. Those were the days where I cherish and will remember always. Unfortunately, my grandfather met with an accident in 1988 on a road 'Jalan Tengku Kelana' or rather called the 'Little India' of Malaysia near the Fire Brigade's Hq and passed away.
Like other normal Malaysian kids, I went for my primary education at a few schools around Klang before I was offered a place in Malay College Kuala Kangsar or MCKK - a very famous boarding school especially for the Malays. There I've spent five valuable years learning, adapting and enjoying life as a Bumiputera Malay and in 1995, I left the school with a heavy heart. Sincerely, five years in a boarding school taught me to be really independent and well equipped for the future.
After the results were out I had an argument with my family as they wanted me to continue for STPM or the Sijil Tinggi Pelajaran Malaysia if I'm not mistaken equivelent to the HSC before. I rebelled and stood up to them saying that I wanted to do something else. Luckily I've applied for the A-Levels programme with Kolej Yayasan Pelajaran Mara, Kuala Lumpur and was accepted surprisingly for the A-Levels Law programme.
Later on I'll share with you some of the things I've learnt during A-Levels especially concerning the Common Law or English Law and the relevence of applying such law to our current Malaysian Society.
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