Pantai Senok

The return of son of anarchy

1. The last time I went home was last Eid Hajj last year. It has been a while... been too occupied with duniawi and ukhrawi.

2. The first thing in my mind, when I stepped on the mother earth of Kelantan was, how can I make this whole state better? Lots of strategies linger in my mind... Maybe I should be a politician here. Then, I realise that I have been away too long... Start small!

3. The beach was beautiful. It is called Pantai Senok. Alas, people mistreat it...rubbish, social problems and what not... Start small!

4. Parents are getting older. The black hair fades away, the strength diminishes... Lack of general information makes their health gets worst... Suddenly, old memories reminisce, brushing all the cobwebs... Speechless!

Good day