For me, the best part of blogging is when I receive comments on my entries... It's so rewarding... It doesnt matter whether it's negative or not, as long as it's about my writings, I'm satisfied...


That particular comment on my entry, "When I grow old" had me smiling for hours... It's a big compliment :-) Thanks Nada


But comparing to other famous blogs, I'm way far behind... Check out this Blog Anak Mat Nor for instant, he/she received about 60 to 100++ comments on a SINGLE entry... Truthfully, reading his/her blog was my first inspiration to start a blog... He/she is awesome... I like his/her blog very much (but he/she seldom updates the blog...)


Besides all of that, I also like blogging for I can share my stories more effectively... My friends know I'm that much of a talker... So blogging has been a medium for me to share my stories and true thoughts to others~ :-)

If u're planning to watch this movie, please stop reading... Because it has spoilers... :-P

Dont u think Denzel really looks like Morgan Freeman in this poster?? When I first saw it, I was like, "Where the hell is Denzel? All I can see is Morgan Freeman... and is that really John Travolta?? I'm confused..."

But after the movie started, it was confirmed... It was really Denzel... I could tell after hearing him talked... I could also recognize Travolta by his voice and the way he talked... Man, they sure looked different now but the acting style were just the same...

Anyway, the movie was totally not a full action movie... I expected more gun fights and explotions... but the element of suspense was there... The story line was brilliant and significant... though I didnt like the ending... Why did the bad guys had to die? (sorry for the spoiler... :-P ) This movie was actually a remake and adapted from a novel...

It was about a hostage situation where a bunch of criminals (Travolta) with guns hijacked a subway train... It was brilliantly planned and they almost succeed in doing it... but, as I mentioned ealier, they died in the end because of the presence of a hero in the movie (Denzel)... I was hoping that all of the hostages die in the end and the crook lives... but as usual, justice wins... Sigh~

It was another usual day in Ketengah Jaya and as usual I was looking after my Kedai... Sitting at the counter, flipping through the pages of Tall, Dark and Handsome, I wished no costumer would come to my Kedai as I was eager to know the ending of this interesting novel... But... after reading about 15th pages, a costumer came... Well, at least I thought he was a costumer...

In the depths of one of the drains in Kubu Street, lived a guppy named Nemo with his 'noble' crab friend, Sameon... Though Nemo and Sameon appeared to be best buddies as Sameon always being too kind to feed Nemo with algae almost everyday (Because of that, Nemo was as fat as a pregnant koi fish) Nemo had failed to realize that Sameon was actually up to no good... "I'm gonna make Nemo fat so that he shall be a big feast for me... HAHAHAHHA... I shall eat him until there's nothing left!"

Then after days of hard work gathering algae for fat Nemo, Sameon felt that it was time for him to harvest his meal... "Nemo!! Come now... Its time for breakfast!!" shouted Sameon... With the speed of 0.0003 km/h, Nemo dashed to the dining table made of mud... "Oh boy! You are my best buddy in the whole wide drain Sameon!" said Nemo as he prepared himself to eat the delicious green algae... For Nemo was focusing at the algae, he failed to realize that Sameon was approaching slowly from behind and opening his large claw to rip Nemo apart... "DiE!!"

Shakespeare had wrote Sonnet 18 for he wanted to live until the end of time... However, being mortal, he realized that he could not make his life permanent and thus he used all of his works as a medium for him to live forever... Though hundreds of years is passing by, yet his works are still be mentioned and his name is still be spoken of by all of us... This is enough proof for him as an announcement to the whole of humanity that his works of art are grande...


Micheal Jackson had been dancing and singing since he was 5 years old... His songs and signature moves had brought evolution to the world of entertainment... Many wept and cried for his death but deep down inside we all know that he would live forever through his records and hit albums... His songs and videos will be the substances for him to live forever and ever as a great entertainer...


Yasmin Ahmad had been producing multiple films that received many foreign and local awards... The death of Yasmin was really shocking and those who have been admiring her works is now mourning and wondering who would be the one who can continue her legacy...

Hari Sabtu datang lagi!! Dan tanpa berlengah lengah, beliau terbang meninggalkan kita... Cepat cepat la datang balik Hari Sabtu... Saya paling sukakan kamu...

Usually, on Saturdays I would be hanging out with my lovely girl but since she's in Port Dickson right now relaxing in the sun and having fun, I might as well hang out with my friends...

As soon as the Bilal of Masjid Kampung Hulu had finished announcing the Iqomah, the Imam recited a few verses of doa' and then urged the makmums to fill up the gaps in each saf, "Betulkan saf, rapatkan saf..." When all of the gaps in the front safs had been filled, he started leading the Jumaat prayer with a takbir, "Allahuakbar..." In split seconds, the halls of Masjid Kampung Hulu became silent as all of the makmums, including me, followed the Imam's lead... Only whispers of Quranic recitations could be heard... Then, before the silence could be broken by the Imam's recitation of Al-Fatihah, a familiar sound was heard...

"Dan mungkin bila nanti~ kitakan bertemu lagi~ Satu pintaku jangan, kau ~~"

Hmm? Lagu Peterpan? Cis, ada orang lupa nak 'silent'kan telefon nampaknya... The song from the Indonesian band, Peterpan was heard clearly through out the mosque's hall... even the loud voice of the Imam reciting Al-Fatihah could not swallow the ringtone... I could also hear a few makmums let out little giggles as the song went on for nearly a minute before it finally stopped... "Tiut, tiut... tiut, tiut..." Hmm... the call must had entered the voice mail... However, around a minute later, the ringtone was heard again... The call must be really important...

and thanks for that freaking ringtone, I got confused during my prayer... "Aku dah baca Fatihah ke belum tadi? Urmm... macam dah... tapi... Shit, kena mula sembahyang balik... Nasib baik imam belum rukuk..."

As I started again my prayer, the ringtone was heard for the third time... The owner of the phone must be really into his prayer that he didnt even care to take a second or two to switch off his handphone...

"Tiut, tiut... Tiut, tiut..." ................................. "Dan mungkin bila nanti~~" That's the fourth time... "Tiut, tiut... Tiut, tiut..." ................................. "Dan mungkin bila nanti~~" and that's the fifth... "Tiut, tiut... Tiut, tiut..." .................................. ............ ......... finally, it stopped...


After the Friday prayer was done and the Imam recited the doa', he grabbed his mic and gave a gentle reminder, "Kepada saudara saudara yang membawa henfon ke masjid, sila pastikan ia dimatikan sebelum sembahyang berjemaah dimulakan kerana ia mengganggu para jemaah lain untuk khusyuk dalam sembahyang... terima kasih..."





Then I'm sure we all have our share of experience being bothered by the sound of ringtones and loud phone conversations in the cinema... Pretty irritating rite?




:-S

It was a Sunday morning and the sun was shining brightly... I could hear the birds chirping as they tailgated each other in mid-air as they were chasing a flying black beetle... Things were calm in Ketengah Jaya as all of the kids have gone to school and the adults were working (Yes, Sunday is not a weekend in Terengganu)... Ahh... It was just me and my kedai... No one to bother me reading National Geographic Magazine... No one... No one but Pak Him Bas Kilang... aishh...

As I was focusing on the picture of a pygmy rabbit, I heard a loud motorcycle rambling outside my kedai... "Oh no, it's Pak Him again... I wonder what kind of stories he would tell me this time... Maybe it's gonna be about Hassan... Or about how he has known all of the roads in KL... Or most probably about how great Gerak Khas is... Oh, well... We'll see..."

He entered my kedai and as he approached closer and closer to the counter, my lips automatically grew longer to create a forceful smile upon my face... He purchased a box of Dunhill Light and lighted a bud before leaning on the ice cream fridge just opposite the counter... He looked like a writer with a serious writer's block every time he sucked in the smoke from the cancer stick because his face will be all wrinkled up... then, after a few sips, he approached the counter again and drew closer to me... Close enough that I could see his left eye pupil shrinked as he face was getting closer to mine...

"Esok malam!! Pukul 9.00!! Pastikan tengok!! Bio-Nik!!"

What the hell? Bio-Nik? The malay series on tv3?

"Hero dia kemalangan teruk, patah semua tulang2, organ semua rosak, dia ganti dengan besi semua... Kat luar je kulit, kat dalam semua besi besi ni... Boleh lompat kereta! Pecahkan batu dengan macam ni je haaa (showing me his knuckles)..."

Oooookeey... This is new... No more stories about Hassan and Gerak Khas...

"Tuhan jadikan kita darah dengan daging... Cukup sempurna... Tengok ni, cuba sentuh (showing me his whole wrinkled arm)... lembik kan? Buat apa nak tukar dengan besi? Besi boleh berkarat, daging tak berkarat!!"

If u could see me then, u would clearly notice that I was trying hard not to laugh... Religion matters are not to be laughed at!!

"Ni semua nak tiru orang barat la ni! Diorang buat orang besi, kita pun nak buat!! Terpengaruh sangat dengan orang putih..."

During that moment, My mind was thinking of how great Terminator Salvation was... Wanna watch it again so badly... To compare Terminator with Bio-Nik, u must never been to the cinemas right pops?

"Hari tu ada anak kawan pakcik mengeluh, kenapa Terengganu tiada panggung wayang... Pakcik cakap ada! Tu dalam rumah kau tu! Macam macam rancangan ada... Berita, cerita orang putih, cerita orang melayu, semua ada... TV kau tu panggung wayang la!!"

U have no idea pakcik... Kehebatan berada di dalam sebuah panggung wayang....

He paused for a moment... for an old guy like him, it must be tiring for talking with such high anxiety... If u have seen a Pas politican giving out ceramahs, then u can imagine how this pakcik has spoken... He took a long sip of his cigarrette, and...

"Pakcik dah lama dah kenal ayah kau... Kawan masa pakcik kecik dulu... 3 orang! Ayah kau, pakcik dan Hassan! 3 kawan baik... Tapi Hassan dah takde dah... dah meninggal... Tinggal pakcik dengan ayah kau je... Ayah kau hormat pakcik tau! Kalau pakcik datang beli rokok, tertinggal duit, ayah kau bagi free je ha!"

See... A story about Hassan... Actually, he has been repeating the same old stories about Hassan and Gerak Khas and KL to me many times... You know, like an old grandpa keep telling war stories again and again...

"Tu, duit dalam laci tu... Cuba cakap kat pakcik tu duit siapa... Ha? Duit siapa?"

"Urmm... Duit ayah la..." I said slowly

"Mana ada!! Mana ada nama ayah kau kat atas duit tu!! Cuba tengok betul betul!! (He took out a RM1 note and shoved it to my face...) Tengok!! Mana ada!! Ni nama Zetty!! Ni semua duit dia ni... Bukan duit kita!!"

Okey, I was annoyed... Shouting at face and shoving a RM1 note to the edge of my nose were enough to drive me off the edge... Then, a song "Here I come to save the day~~" was played in my mind when I saw my father... Oh, thank God! Father, u'd come to save me...

He took over looking after the Kedai... I guess Pak Him didnt quite enjoy telling stories to adults as he straightly got out of my Kedai...

"Jangan layan sangat dia tu... Senyum je... Biasa la, orang tua... Takde benda nak buat..." My father said to me...



Gosh... It made me wonder, after I'm all pencen and old, will I turn out to be like Pak Him Bas Kilang? Hope not...

Sekarang, kalau kau cakap air kosong segelas harga RM10.oo pun akan aku percaya...


Last week, my girl and I finally got our Hazelnut Hot Chocolate (after months of waiting)... The taste of it was umpphh sedap lemak berkrim... the whipped cream on top just added the taste of heaven...

Ditambah pula dengan perasaan nikmat memakan kek Tiramisu yang lembut dan manis... Dialun lagi dengan irama lagu hits Micheal Jackson (mana - mana pun pasang lagu Micheal Jackson)...

It felt... sweet :-)



Love to hang out at Starbucks in Dataran Pahlawan... the feeling of that place just makes you wanna hang out for long, doing nothing but sipping on its coffee...

:-)

I love u girl...

Having people coughing and sneezing behind you while watching Harry Potter The Half Blood Prince was not a situation that my girl would want to be in... Especially when the world is in fear of the deadly H1N1 flu... From the moment the movie have been played, a guy sitting behind us started clearing his throat and let out loud coughs until the movie ended... Besides him, I could hear a few more people coughing from my sides and in front... We were surrounded... Shit...


What could be worst? urmmm... I have to say, the movie itself... Somehow I felt that Harry Potter later sequels have lost their kicks... I didnt even watch the previous sequel before Half Blood Prince...

Harry and friends are now being portrayed as teenagers who are plunging through the world of young romance... Too many kissing scenes can be seen (PG13)... Hermione was totally cute... Dont u agree?

Lacking suspense, and kinda slow in pace, I'm thinking that maybe Harry Potter is more suitable to be read instead of being watched...



By the way, I bought my girl a new dress from Nichii and she wore it last nite... being combined With her skinny jeans, tudung and wedges, she was obviously...

cute... :-)

being with her was my highlight of the nite

The ironic part - in the scorching sun, my girl and I were struggling yet determined to walk to Dataran Pahlawan... However the excessive effects of global warming has defeated us and forced us to give up and take a cab instead... But when u really need them the most, they were never to be found... Taxi drivers!! Where the hell are you? We are being grilled here!! Whenever we dont want them, they would be honking and yelling - Dey!! Mahu teksi ka?! and Dik! Teksi Dik!!

Another ironic part - whenever I'm out of the house, stomach ache will often be harassing me... Masa aku duduk toilet, teran teran teran, tak keluar plak dia!! Bila aku dah jalan jauh baru dia la dia nak tunjuk muka kan?

Coincedences - Just a few days ago, I thought of my long lost friend from primary school... I've never seen or think of him for years now (about 10 freakin years), so why suddenly his images wearing songkok crossed my mind? And now today, I opened my friendster just to see a new friend request has been sent... It's him!! My friend from darjah enam!

Then, when I was working in Shah Alam, I met many of my Matriculation friends... Damnit!! Aku baru je terfikir pasal korang, skrg korang dah muncul di depan aku...


Adakah aku psychic? Ye kot...

Haha :-) Bongok...

This would be controversial...

I know this might be strange but I always think about me myself dying... It's not suicidal but I have accepted the truth that life is very fragile... a simple fall or a small knocking on my head can be the cause of my death... I can even die typing this entry... Often when I'm riding a bus to melaka or back to terengganu, it will cross my mind that this ride can be my last ride...

This thing started when I was in school when an ustaz of mine said that the more often you think of death, the longer you will live... So thinking about my own death and where I'll be heading after that has become some kind of a strange habit... It just crosses my mind everyday... And it makes me closer to God for as I think of my own death, I will also think of my sins...

Sometimes I couldnt even sleep... fearing I wont be waking up in the morning... fearing that when I open my eyes, I will be seeing my own cold body lying static on my bed, waiting to be noticed that it's not actually breating anymore... This would be the time when I pray so hard and shed in tears "Ya Allah, bangunkanlah aku pada pagi esok agar aku dapat menebus segala dosa dosaku..." and I will say the Kalimah Syahadah until morning comes...

and yet, when morning does come, I never kept my promise to God... How weak I am in dealing with my lust...



People... if I die tonight or at any time in the future, please tell my mom, my dad, my brothers, my girlfriend and all of my friends, I love them... please dont let any of them be the last to know of the fact of my death... Please inform them as soon as possible... spread the news

I dont want any of them to wonder, "Mana Fahmi ni? Call tak jawab, mesej tak reply..." I dont want them to worry (especially my girlfriend)...


:-(


Dont ask me anything about this in verbal... Just leave a comment if u wanna ask something about it...

Macam kurang menarik untuk dibaca...

OCD kot...





Hmm... :-)

I think Johnny Depp is the only guy that has once gave me a short orgasm... Watching him took the stage during the MTV Movie Awards (cant remember when), I honestly yelled, "Damn, I wanna be like him!" He is just not handsome but indescribably good looking and macho... But what I really love the most about him is his ability to carry any kind of character which dont have to be explained here coz I'm pretty sure everybody is already aware of the high level of talent he possesses...

That level of admiration towards Depp being combined with the cool looks of old time American Gangsters - long black coats, black hats and big, noisy guns, is the perfect reason for me to go watch the movie "Public Enemies"


I quoted from my girl - "This movie is dark and heavy... I love it!" Yes, Public Enemies is rather dark for me as it is about the life and death of a bank robber, John Dillinger (Depp)... Dillinger robbed banks and banks only as he refused to take money from civilians... Depp has brilliantly played Dillinger's character for if u have seen the movie, u would notice the effectiveness of his acting in delivering the cool and charming personality of Dillinger...

Although the movie was rather slow at pace (2 hours 20 minutes), I really enjoyed the gun fights... The sounds of bullets were made loud as during those days, silencers were most probably not have been invented yet while blood splatters was clearly shown adding the wickedness...

Cool...

I know u'll be swearing too when u watch this movie; Obsessed - featuring Beyonce Knowles, Idris Elba and Ali Larter...



For me, the main attraction of this movie, what drives people (especially girls) to watch is Beyonce Knowles; a multi-talented artist who has sung and produced many hit tunes such as Halo, Dangerously in Love and Irreplaceable...

The strength of Obsessed is in the actor and actresses as they have successfully played the characters well... Watching the movie with my girl, I couldnt help to hate the character played by Ali Larter = Lisa who was flirtatious and psychotic... My girl was like, "Tolong la sepak perempuan tu..." and "Ishh!! Menyampahnya! Rasa macam nak cekik2 perempuan tu" through out the movie because Lisa was definitely a bitch... (excuse me for the use of inappropriate words...) Emotions of anger and disgust upon the seductions received was very well portrayed by Idris Elba (Derek) as a couple of his shoutings (LISA!! Get out of my car!!) managed to shock me... Beyonce has also played her character well as a loving mother, a jealous wife who just wouldnt listen and an angry woman who can surely put up a fight...

However what really killed the movie was the screenplays... I can say that nearly every scene was predicated with a boring shot of scycrapers... and some scenes were insignificant and managed to leave me bored... The story line was also kinda predictable...

Despite all of that, I'm urging u guys to go watch the movie... After watching the movie, u should learn that
- drinking alcohol will surely get u into trouble
- and girls should listen more
- and just trust their men more (unless they are really a**h*les)
- and lastly never flirt with a psycho...

I am now actually waiting for Onemanga.com to update their website so that I can read my favorite mangas; Bleach and Naruto and One Piece... Tapi dari tadi aku tunggu, tak keluar keluar pulak manga2 ni... Haishh... Biasanya manga2 tersebut keluar awal je... Time aku dah terpacak depan laptop ni, lambat la pulak... Life is so ironic...

So I flipped the latest issue of Men's Health (Alief punya) and found an article, 'The Perfect Day of Weight Loss'...

I'm quoting the whole article for all of u to read... thank me for taking the trouble of typing the whole article for u to read...

7.00 am
wake up and do two minutes of jumping jacks, high knee skips, pushups or crunches (in case u dont know what are jumping jacks and crunches, try Googling them...)

7.15 am
Have two scrambled eggs and a slice of Canadian bacon... high-protein breakfast makes people feel fuller thus they are less likely to overeat... (if u dont have Canadian Bacon, try Googling for other high-protein food)

7.45 am
Hit the gym and lower weights slowly... (gym dah bukak ke?)

9.00 am
Chug some milk - calcium-rich dairy can enhance weight loss...

10.00 am
Grab a protein-rich snack like half a turkey sandwich on whole grain bread with swiss cheese...

11.00 am
Walk briskly around the office for a while... Walking is good for u

1.00 am
Lunch, eat a spinach salad with grilled halibut and almond slices (whoaa... mana nak cari makanan2 ini dekat sini??)

2.00 pm
If u have a meeting with just one or two people, do it West Wing style, talk as u walk the halls...

4.00 pm
Down a glass of green tea - catechins decrease body fat (Yek...)

5.00 pm
Have a mini-meal and make it fiery - spicy food burns fat and calories (must be because of all the sweating)

7.00 pm
Take a short walk before dinner (to the mamak stall perhaps?)

7.30 pm
Eat dinner... if u eat lightly today, dont worry about a heavier meal now... (makan puas2)

9.30 pm
Grab a good book, pop in some tunes and, relax - stress jacks up your level of cortisol (a chemical that makes u fat)

10.30 pm
Tido... (awal giler...) - less sleep makes u feel hungry all the time...



Dah, habis...


Owh well, I guess Bleach and Naruto will have to wait coz I'm going out to see Beyonce in Obsessed with my girl... Chow...

:-P

the First time I saw the word 'kuib' in Jonker Walk, I thought; Aiyoo, apek ni salah eja la... sepatutnya 'kiub'...

but then, the second time I saw 'Kuib' on this can, I'm starting to have doubts... maybe I'm the one who's wrong...

The thing I loved the most being at home in Terengganu was the routine I did every morning... I would wake up the sounds of chickens cocking around 6.30 am, rejuvenated myself with a refreshing and cooling bath, Subuh prayer, opened the windows and finally the best part, sat on my favorite long couch while tuning in to the most recent music videos on MTV and had a little laugh watching The Simpsons and Two and Half Men on StarWorld...


There were once when I opened the window, I was shocked to the a load of green all around... It was like my eyes have been shot with green colored bullets from a shotgun... Trees and flowers could be seen almost everywhere and not to mention the flowers mom planted all around the house... It was beautiful... I could even see butterflies flying around while small birds chasing each other, making wonderful chirpings... All of these together were enough to put a little smile on my face in the early morning...


I also remember the time when I was touched by the first ray of sunlight one day... It was around 7 am and I was sweeping the trash in front of my grocery store... the surroundings were quite dim and quite, only the collision between my rake and the tarred ground could be heard... then, in an instant, a ray of light suddenly blinded me for a few seconds... When I regained sight once more, I was amazed to find myself in the spotlight of the sky...


Ahh... Waking up late is great but the feeling of waking up early is far more satisfying sometimes...


:-)

It was almost 7 pm and the sun was slowly setting as darkness began to take over the streets of Ketengah Jaya... I was sitting at the counter reading a few comic books, looking after dad's grocery store when suddenly I heard a guy screaming...

Hmm... apparently, it was not a fight... felt a little bit disappointed coz I thought I might have seen some action going on, u know, a little bit of adrenaline rush and some bashing and punching, blood splitters on the tarred road... but it was just some guy yelling at something... and I had no idea at who or what he was yelling at...

Dark coloured, skinny, slightly bald, tall and yet, definitely not handsome... My first impression was he was either a junkie high on drugs or an angry mad man... and I neither of those I want to be in my store...

After some yelling and wailing down the road, he finally stopped in front of the store... God, why? why? of all places he HAD to stop there... and after a few minutes of staring at the dimmed sky, he made his way into the store... swell...

I seek shelter behind the counter and hid all possible objects that could be turned into a weapon... knifes, pens, rulers... but, on a second thought, if u're a junkie who has years and years of experience with crime... in a grocery store, anything can be used as a weapon... gulp...

Well, I kept my calm face... as many self-defence experts would say, in a face to face situation with a criminal, always remain cool and calm...

Yes, even entering the store, he was still yelling... I tried to look at the direction of his yelling however all that I could see was houses and trees...

and then, suddenly...

"Tauke! Rokok Dunhill 20 sebungkus!"

...

I asked him, do u got any money? and he quickly grabbed a few ringgit bills from his pocket and started counting the money before throwing nine pieces of 1 ringgit bills onto the counter...

As he was opening the pack of cigarette I just gave him, I thought to myself... "if he's insane, then how come he can count? Can mad people count? I never seen a mad person counted before... hmm... maybe he is sane... he was yelling because he's high on drugs... I've definitely seen high people counted money before... but... if he's high on drugs, how come I can see him walking on a straight line right now? maybe I should consider other possibilities.. like what? Hmmm... ahah! maybe he's seeing something supernatural! like a ghost or makhluk halus... Damn, that's creepy..."

After lighting up a cigarette, he, still yelling and cursing, made his way out of the store... but he managed to grab a packet of small karipaps and without paying, he walked away from the store... slowly his yelling vanished into the dark as he was getting further and further... Fiuhh, I wont want him to come again...

and yet, he did come again... still yelling, and this time, without paying, he managed to grab a tin of Coca Cola... swell again...



the next day, I got the info that the guy was actually insane... he took a bus to my place from Kuala Terengganu and has been living under the bus station for quite some time... but the bus station now is under renovation so no wonder he is wandering around the neighbourhood... yelling his a** out...

So much for supernatural stuff...


FACT : Jumlah pesakit mental di negara ini terus meningkat apabila sebanyak 400,227 kes dicatatkan tahun lalu berbanding 346,196 kes tahun sebelumnya. Menteri Kesihatan, Datuk Seri Liow Tiong Lai berkata, statistik juga menunjukkan sebanyak 11.2 peratus daripada pesakit mental terdiri daripada mereka yang berusia 16 tahun ke atas.

"Lebih membimbangkan jumlah kes bunuh diri berpunca daripada sakit mental turut meningkat dari tahun ke tahun''

Daripada 400,227 pesakit mental yang dicatatkan tahun lalu, seramai 379,010 orang terdiri daripada pesakit luar, manakala pesakit mental yang menetap di hospital seramai 21,217 orang...