Faiza: Hai Azira , what are you doing here ?
Azira: Nothing , just thinking of my sister .
Faiza : your sister ?
Azira : yes my sister Ahalya, Her whole life has been plagued with struggles, yet she seems to overcome each struggle with a courageous smile on her face. When she was fifteen, our family went to India for a family vacation. We were getting ready to go on a trip to our old village when I suddenly noticed a bite like that of a mosquito-mark on the side of her cheek. My family thought nothing of it and continued on with our trip. However, a few days later the situation drastically changed. By the time we arrived at Tirupati, my sister was unable to move.
Faiza: what happened ? is she okey ?
Azira: we rushed her to the hospital to find that a venomous insect had bitten her and now the venom had permeated her left leg and was gradually spreading through her body. The risk of paralysis was a possibility. The next few months were filled with physical therapy and doctor visits. She never cried or complained. In fact, every time I visited her she would always tell me about the great Indian food she was getting in the hospital. From her I have learned the most powerful trait of all: strength.
Faiza : Alhamdulillah Azira. She’s a brave and courageous. U must be grateful to have a sister like her.
Azira: When I'm not feeling confident, I look to my sister and remember her strength, perseverance and tenacity. With that inspiration, I've been able to find the strength and inspiration to do whatever I set in my mind to. Whatever I am today is solely because of my older sister, Ahalya. How about you? do you have someone influence your life?
Faiza: yes , my father . A strong and brave man.He is my dearest father, Sariffuddin .His actual age is fifty plus, but you can't realise it if you just look through his face. Keep smiling and be happy are the secret ways he looks more younger than his age.My father was born in a small fishing village near Sabak Bernam. He worked as a fisherman for more than five years since he was thirteen years old. According to my grandma who had passed away, my father worked at a young age because they were too poor to send my father for education.Later he married my mother. They shifted to Kuala Lumpur. My father worked in a fishball factory for the first few years in Kuala Lumpur. He told me he moved to Selayang in 1986. There was the place he began his career as a boss of a fishball factory. working hard and putting a lot of effort. Although he was born in a kampung, although he did not have high education, but his hard work, his confidence has brought him to success. He changed my perspective towards life. "Not to be afraid and face the problem whenever we meet them", he taught me. His hard workingness, generous, and always willing to learn attitude have influenced me so much. He is my teacher, my hero and of course, a father that made me proud of him.