Some reminder for all of us

For the past 2 days, Malaysian news and social media atmosphere has been filled with a news of a girl who was being kidnapped but managed to escaped. I first found out about this from Kinky Blue Fairy’s Twitter which led me to the tweets by the boyfriend of the said girl.

The girl posted a note on Facebook yesterday and I thought it will be great to re-post it here so that it serves as a reminder for all of us, especially ladies, to be extra careful. I personally feel that Malaysia used to be quite safe (from when I was studying there 8 years ago – shit I’m old). At times I went out all by myself and only came back at or after midnight, and it was safe. But don’t know why lately I feel it’s not as safe as I thought it was. Oh well…

So here’s the note. Read it thoroughly. It does send chills to my spine as I read it yesterday:

30 hours ago, I escaped from being kidnapped

by Chin Xin-Ci on Tuesday, May 29, 2012 at 12:39am ·

As I sit here writing this, I am just so grateful to be alive.

To think that 30 hours ago I had a knife to my throat, face to face with the threat of being kidnapped and raped.

It was a Sunday, at 5.22PM. I was alone, walking towards my boyfriend’s car in level B2 of The Curve, Mutiara Damansara. He was not in town, and I was running errands with his car. Just as I was putting my shopping bags in the rear seat, the rear car door was slammed against my back, and a meat cleaver was pressed against my throat. A man covered my mouth with his hand, and whispered not to scream. He then shoved me onto the floor of the backseat of the car and waved the cleaver at me, reminding me not to scream. He was skinny, wearing a baggy turqoise blue t-shirt, had a thick moustache and short curly hair, approx 5’8″, mid-30s, and of Indian descent.

At this moment, second man appeared. He was also in his mid-30s. He was wearing a red t-shirt, had a crewcut, and was of Malay descent. He grabbed my car keys and demanded for my parking ticket. I couldn’t remember where it was. They shoved me deeper into the car, and the Indian man got into the back seat with me, while the Malay man got into the driver’s seat, driving us out of the carpark.

I told them they could take everything, just let me go. But at that point they didn’t even ask for money. Instead, the Indian man started to make sexual advances. Then it hit me. “Oh my God. Oh my God. This is really happening. I’m being kidnapped.. and I think I know what they want.”


From this moment on, there were a few crucial things that happened that I think is the reason I’m alive today.

1. I managed to get into a position to escape.
 When they got into the car, the Indian man had tried to force my body down onto the floor. I knew that the moment I’m on the floor, there would be no chance of escape. So I begged him to let me sit up. I promised him I wouldn’t scream or alert anyone’s attention. Thankfully, he trusted me, and let me sit up, gripping my arm tightly. Then I told him my arm really hurt and to please not grip it so hard. He loosened his grip.

2. I did not fight for the sake of fighting.
 I was in an enclosed space, with no clear escape route. I would never win in a fight with these 2 guys, especially when they have sharp weapons. Had I fought from the get go, I may not have been in a position to escape. I might’ve even been knocked out cold, and God only knows where I would be right now.

3. I was lucky and sneaky.
I knew that the only way to escape, was to jump out of the car, even if it was moving. They had locked the car doors. So I leaned back, pretended to scratch my hair, and shakily unlocked the door I was leaning against. I’m so lucky they did not see or hear this!

4. I went ‘crazy’ at the right time.
And then I waited. I knew that the car would have to slow down outside the parking lot, as it exits to merge with the main roads. The moment it slowed down, I opened the car door and tried to make a run for it. I failed. I kicked my legs out of the car, but the Indian man had managed to pull my body back in. From this moment on, everything is a blur. I remember the Malay driver temporarily stopping the car, leaning over from the driver’s seat and attempting to close the door and pull my legs in. At that point I remember thinking, “Even if I don’t get out now, I need to keep the door open and my legs out the door. At the very least, it should cause a scene, and someone would see me. Or, the door might hit another car and they’ll be forced to slow down.” So I continued kicking. My right foot pushed against the wide-open car door to keep it open. I recall elbowing, struggling, kicking, and even biting. I lost my glasses, and was struggling blindly for my life. At some point the Malay driver yelled, “BAGI DIA LEPAS! BAGI DIA LEPAS!” (Let her go! Let her go!) and the Indian man loosened his grip. I made a jump out of the still-moving car, and ran for my life.

5. I acted in spite of the fear.
My friends said I was brave. But I didn’t feel like it. I was quivering and shaking in fear. I was so afraid. I thought I was going to die.  I was weak with fear and deathly afraid. I truly thought “this was it”. But I knew I HAD to move. I had to run. Or there would be a worser fate in store for me. While I was quaking in fear, I forced myself to look around and see if there was any way I could escape, or even catch someone’s eye.

6. I remembered the people I love.
The only thing that matters when you’re faced with potentially horrendous fate, is the people in your life. When I felt the knife to my neck, the first thing I thought was , “This cannot be happening. I must be dreaming.” The second? The people that truly matter to me flashed across my mind. It sounds cliche, but it’s true. I thought of my parents. My brother. Khailee. Esther. More people. That’s all I could think of for a few moments, before I thought, “Shit. I need to get out of here.”


I ran towards the Maybank outlet at the Curve. There were plenty of people milling around. I screamed for help over and over again. I was hysterical. I grabbed an older Malay man by his shoulders and begged for help before practically collapsing at his feet.

I will always remember the relief and liberation I felt, running over Mutiara Damansara’s manicured grass and into the crowd.


Today, I found out that the entire ordeal from the moment I left the parking ticket payment machine, to my escape, happened in about 4 minutes. To me, it felt like one long nightmare.

We never think its going to happen to us… and then it does. I used to think that this is something that happens only in the papers and to people far, far removed from me. But then it did happen to me. I moved to PJ/KL 6 years ago, and I’ve spent countless mornings, afternoons and nights at The Curve. When my friends and I were organizing Rock Up! back in 2008, we were walking around the place at 4AM even. It’s been 6 years, and never once did I feel that I was unsafe at The Curve. Until yesterday.

I feel like moving out of the country ASAP. Getting the hell out of this state where you hear of a kidnapping or attempted one every month (remember Nayati?), or a snatch theft every week. And yet I’m fully aware of the fact that in another country with more lax firearm laws, they would’ve been holding a gun to my head, not a cleaver. And that would’ve been so, so much worse.

I’m Blessed. By God’s grace, I am alive and relatively well. And I will live another day to build another cat iPhone app. It just was not my time to go. And for that, I thank God.
I want to share this story with everyone because cops tell me that they rarely get to hear it from someone who escapes.

Girls, be so very careful. Be vigilant, and please try not to go anywhere alone. If you need to walk to the carpark, and you’re alone, get a guard to go with you. I was recently told that it’s part of their job description to assist anyone if needed.

Guys, watch out for your girlfriends, wives, mothers, sisters and friends. Walk with them, don’t take their paranoia or fear lightly. Watch out for them.

And everyone, just watch out for each other. Take care of each other. These things really DO happen. As I ran out of the car, so many people came to help me. Strangers who didn’t know who I was, came forward and offered me tissue paper, water, cellphones, and general comfort.

Malaysians, please care for one another. You already do. Just keep on caring. Keep watching out for each other. Don’t worry about being thought of as “busy body” or “overreacting”. The world can be a cruel place, but all it takes is for people to care for one another to make all the difference.

So please be careful, people!

July 09 KL Trip – Day 1

I’ve been to KL back and forth too many times already lately that I didn’t blog about it anymore. But this time, I want to! ^^

Ok, pictures in numerical order!

#1 – Remember when I said my flight was supposed to be at 6:55 am but they changed it to 5:05 am?!

#2 – Super empty Soekarno-Hatta International Airport. I’ve never been to the airport at 2:30am before, and it was really really empty.

#3 – So empty even the DFS is closed! Wth! I thought DFS is supposed to be opened for 24 hours?!

#4 – There was only 1 shop opened…

#5 – See, very empty

#6 – I wanted to lepak in the lounge…but mana tau….

#7 – Dammit! Got 3 lounges and all closed? Wth! T_T

#8 – So what to do? Sit down and watch TV lor…hmmm…

#9 – Hmppp….I’m hungry pulak

#10 – So I camwhore lor…

My pretty new shoes :p

#11 – Oh yaa..still need to fill this in:

#12 – A health declaration form for Malaysia…They scared I kena H1N1 and infected the country. Lol :p

#13 – I was thinking to just go into the boarding room and stay there, but it hasn’t opened yet -_-. So I had to walk around again to cease the boredom -_________-

#14 – Finally I’m in the plane. Was wearing mask cos I’m afraid of swine flu. LOL. But the man sitting 2 seats beside me (empty seat in the middle) kept on coughing continuously but he didn’t even bother to wear a mask wth -________-

#15 – Yummy breakfast ^_______^ Nasi uduk, Kit Kat, fruits, orange juice, and yogurt. Wah soooo full!

#16 – Got a chapped part near the window where I was sitting. Was trying to dig in to see the material but couldnt…Izzit cardboard? I’m not sure tho…

#17 – Finally….KL here I come!

#18 – Health screening to see whether you will got quarantined for swine flu

#19 – Queuing for screening. Well, all we had to do was just giving the health statement card to the staff and…

#20 – …. let the screening machine do its’ duty

#21 – Eh…but I didn’t pass the screening though….I was infected with H1N1…See, they gave me this card..Sigh, must be the man sitting 2 seats next to me who spreads the virus 😦

#22 – CHOI!! No la I wasn’t infected with Swine Flu!!! This yellow card was given out to all passengers

#23 – Mochi also scared of me….Scared kena virus?!

#24 – My first meal: KARIPAP!!! Specially made by Aunty Ng! Yum yum yumm..hochiak! 😀

#25 – First stop: Tung Shin Hospital….

#26 – For my dental check up…Sigh…can’t take the braces off now. Need to wait a little bit more until September. Apparently I was too rajin in wearing the rubber band for the last 3 months that it got too far and my upper teeth went too forward a little bit wtf!

Dr. Tan Wee Kee: Luckily it didn’t look like Bugs Bunny from the front.

Mochi: Bwahahahahahahahahahaha Bugs Bunny!!!! Wahahahaahahahahahahaha

Me: *Looking at Mochi, wanted to kill him at the very moment*

#27 – Then it’s time for shopping!! 😀

#28 – Malaysia Mega Sale leh! How can I pass it?

#29 – So we went to Pavilion

#30 – And filled our tummy first. I was surprised to found a RM 3.90 porridge in Pavilion. LOL. And surprisingly, it was good and filling! Well, at least for me. Hehehe 😀
Btw, I saw sooooo many people in red jersey that day!! Man Utd lor..what else? Lol

#31 – Then it was time for shopping!! Succesfully took this picture in Forever 21 before get warned by one of the staffs that photography isn’t allowed there :p. At the end, it was Mochi who shopped, not me 😦

#32 – Chewy Jr! Yum yumm…

#33 – Went to Sunway Pyramid at night. Haven’t been there for a few years. The new wing is quite nice

#34 – Waffle World for dinner!!!

#35 – Waiting for our food…Hungryyyyy~

#36 – Triple Nutz Waffle!!! Damn good!!

#37 – See, we would like to gulp it down at the very second

#38 – See the nuts…Chocolate waffle with nuts and vanilla ice cream…Omg it’s heaven…

#39 – Spaghetti Carbonara! Surprisingly, the portion is quite big, and they give a generous amount of toppings too! Perfect for sharing (cos I won’t be able to finish it alone :p)

#40 – Walked around…

#41 – Until Mochi decided to buy Kebab! So rakus! Wahahahahahahhaha~

Ok. End of Day 1. Stay tune for day 2 ^^

This is a short recap of what happened to Malaysia’s greatest film director

Note: She collapsed on July 23, 2009.

Source: the star online

PETALING JAYA: Award-winning director Yasmin Ahmad, famed for her advertisements and films capturing the essence of racial harmony in Malaysia, collapsed while attending a meeting at Sri Pentas here.

The 51-year-old creative director at Leo Burnett Kuala Lumpur was rushed to the Damansara Specialist Centre yesterday, and underwent brain surgery following a stroke due to bleeding in the brain.

Paediatric surgeon Datuk Dr Zakaria Zahari, Yasmin’s brother-in-law, said she was in a stable but critical condition.

Yasmin had earlier met with TV3 officials, as well as pop diva Datuk Siti Nurhaliza, at Media Prima’s Sri Pentas premises to pitch a potential commercial.

Siti told The Star that during the meeting, Yasmin complained of feeling unwell, cupped her face and rested her head on the table.

Sensing something amiss when Yasmin remained motionless for a few minutes, those present rushed to her side.

“We laid her on the floor. She was having difficulty breathing. A panel doctor from Sri Pentas came to assist.

“While she gave Yasmin mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, I helped with the chest compressions until the ambulance arrived,” said Siti, a former ambassador for the Malaysian Red Crescent Society.

A host of media representatives and personalities had congregated at the hospital where Yasmin was admitted.

Yasmin had previously suffered a stroke about five years ago.

Her parents are on the way from Langkawi to be with her.

Malaysia has lost its’ greatest film director…


News source: the star online

KUALA LUMPUR: Award-winning film director Yasmin Ahmad (pic) has died from massive bleeding in the brain at the Damansara Specialist Hospital.

She died at 11.25pm yesterday (Saturday, July 25, 2009). She had undergone surgery following her collapse at the TV3 headquarters Seri Pentas on Thursday.

The 51-year-old movie maker was famed for her advertisements and films capturing the essence of racial harmony in Malaysia.

Relatives, loved ones and a large group of luminaries from the local movie and television scene gathered at the hospital the moment they heard about her death.

Among the first to arrive were veteran actress Fatimah Abu Bakar – a close friend of Yasmin – and Media Prima International CEO Datuk Seri Farid Ridzuan.

Although distraught, those present paid tribute to the award-winning director.

“We would come cross a few great people in our time on earth. Yasmin was one of them.

“She wasn’t an easy person to live or work with, but that was only because she was so talented.

“She had a big heart and vision that we usually don’t understand. That was why people misunderstood her. But she never intended any malice,” said Fatimah.

She added Yasmin’s films had always been about love and forgiveness because that was the way her parents brought her up.

Fatimah’s daughter, Sharifah Amani, who acted in Yasmin’s films, was too distraught as she stood by at her mother’s side.

She refused to talk to the press.

Fatimah and Farid acted as the spokespersons for Yasmin’s family to announce her death and details of her funeral.

TV host Aznil Nawawi, said he had always admired Yasmin’s work although he never had a chance to work with her.

“She possessed the knack on how to capture the essence of Malaysia through her movies and commercials.

“I last saw her when she was promoting her movie Talentime at the Radio Era office,” he added.

Suria FM chief executive officer Engku Imran Engku Zainal Abidin described Yasmin’s death as a great loss – not only to the entertainment and movie industry, but to the nation as a whole.

“Her movies are watched by all races because they can all relate to the messages conveyed.

“We have lost a great, intelligent and creative director,” he added.

Yasmin will be buried after Zohor prayers today, although at press time the location of the burial has yet to be determined.

Fatimah said Yasmin’s body would be taken to the SS19 Mosque in Subang Jaya for prayers.

R.I.P Yasmin….Thanks for your great contribution for film and advertising industry…There won’t be one like you anymore….. 😦

November 7th 2007

It means 9 days till Anub’s arrival to Beijing!! 😀 😀 😀 *dancing with glee~*

Yesss he is coming to Beijing!! Weeeeeee~

Too bad he will only be here from 16th – 21st of Nov…Because when he bought the plane tix, we haven’t known when will my mid-term exam would be 😦
He was planning to extend the tix tho, but when he asked how much would it be, the MAS staff said “RM 1120”! Siao ar?! The extending fee is almost the same with the tix price!
(well, I think they made it high because he bought the tix at a promotion price *he bought it at Matta fair [a travel fair in Malaysia – red], btw*)


But nvm..the most important thing is he is coming here! Although it will only be 6 days, it’s ok 😀

Counting the daysssss….can’t wait can’t wait can’t wait!!!!
Have been missing him sooooooooo muchie muchie muchieeeeee….!!
Haven’t seen him for almost 3 months now >.< Anubbbbb…快点儿来!!!Kangen banget nehhhhh…

16th of November, please come faster *begging*

If I can make a wish. I’d wish for Doraemon’s magic door..the pinky door… So I can visit Anub everytime I want..hehehehehe 🙂

Hi hi!

I’m back from my short trip to Malaysia for 11 days. Reached my home sweet home last night.

But sadly, yea really sad, I spent like more than 1 week by fell sick! Damn!
It really cut my holiday short as I couldn’t go anywhere but stay at home! I’ve had the fever since before I went to Malaysia, but it got worse when I reached there (was it because of you, mochi? lol :p). So yea, I went to the doctor and ate medicine and rest for sure. The worst thing was: the fever only came in the morning around 9/10 am, then by noon, it would have gone and won’t come back until the next morning.

Ah Boon’s dad also checked my pulse and gave me a chinese medicine to drink and it tasted bitter I almost puke at the early stage of drinking. Lol

Because of that, I wasn’t feeling very well on Ah Boon’s birthday, but that day I felt quite like a super woman! Lol. And no fever on that day, just that I could only eat a very small portion of food. Hehehehe…

After I’ve recovered on Thursday last week, it was Ah Boon’s turn to get sick! Arrrhhh…why must this happened??? T_T
He suffered from food poisoning. Not sure whether it’s from the marinara spaghetti he ate the night before or the banana or what, but he did vomit so damn badly. And so he need to rest for the whole day. We finally got the chance to go out *REAL go out* on Saturday to watch “The King and I”, and on Sunday to visit the Petronas Twin Tower Skybridge *Finally I got the chance to go there after 3 eyars in Malaysia..hahaha*

So kasian rite?

Pictures will be uploaded soon. Haven’t transferred them to my computer. Hehehehe…

Dear Ah Boon…

This post is for you…

Well, nothing important bout it. Just wanna post some latest photos of us before I went back to Jakarta…Sorry for not taking so many photos with you lately. I know that you are a high-class narcissist…


Ah Mei =D