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Sunday, July 26, 2009
Pada 16 Julai yang lalu, Yasmin Ahmad telah meletakkan posting bertajuk
Someone please wake me from this nightmare and tell me that this did not happen in my country and that Teoh Beng Hock is safe at home with his family.
di blog beliau di http://yasminthefilmmaker.blogspot.com/.

Berdasarkan komen daripada posting berikut, dapatlah disimpulkan Yasmin sendiri merupakan seorang simpati yang kuat pada Beng Hock. Beliau sediri mempertahankan isu kematian yang kononnya di 'speculate' kan/dispekulasikan oleh pihak-pihak tertentu terutamanya PR.

Untuk menyatakan Yasmin Ahmad seorang penyokong PR tidaklah dapat disahkan, namun demi keadilan & keamanan sejagat (seperti yang sering ditunjulkan dalam filem-filem beliau), Yasmin sendiri bersependapat dengan PR bahawa Beng Hock berhak diadili dengan seadil-adilnya. Di bawah merupakan antara komen antara Yasmin di blog beliau. Nilailah sendiri komen-komen beliau. Atau terus ke blog beliau di sini.

Kepada Yasmin Ahmad..semoga ditempatkan bersama orang-orang yang soleh. Amin
: author faethal




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Belasungkawa - Pemergian Allahyarhamah Yasmin Ahmad

YASMIN AHMAD
1957 - 2009

Perkhabaran mengejutkan diterima lewat malam tadi, apabila sutradara filem tersohor Yasmin Ahmad diberitakan telah kembali ke rahmatullah rentetan serangan angin ahmar beberapa hari lepas.

Kreativiti Allahyarhamah di dalam seni layar nyata sekali sangat membanggakan. Tiada siapa akan lupa setiap iklan pendek arahan beliau yang menghiasi kaca televisyen saat menjelangnya sambutan hari kemerdekaan dan perayaan utama negara saban tahun. Iltizam Allahyarham untuk memupuk perpaduan tulen kalangan masyarakat melalui karya seni yang sinikal ternyata berjaya menaut sanubari masyarakat.
Saya berkesempatan menonton filem arahan Allahyarhamah, Gubra, beberapa tahun yang lepas. Meskipun setiap filem arahan Allahyarhamah agak kontroversial, sebermula Rabun, dan yang terakhir TaleNtime, tetapi masih tidak terlepas daripada kritik sosial yang wajar membuka mata masyarakat akan peri penting perpaduan dan persefahaman menjadi maudhuk utama semua pihak.

Menyantuni perbedaan agama dan bangsa dalam dimensi seni yang menyatukan, Yasmin boleh disifatkan berada di dalam kelasnya yang tersendiri.
Sekalung takziah di atas pemergian Allahyarhamah ke rahmatullah. Semoga Allah SWT mencucuri rahmat ke atas rohnya kelak, insyaAllah.


ANWAR IBRAHIM

Simpati pada kematian Beng Hock turut di posting dalam blog beliau pada 16 Julai lalu. Tak sangka hari ini beliau pula pergi menemui Illahi.

Baca lebih lanjut di http://yasminthefilmmaker.blogspot.com/

Dikesempatan ini juga, Pulak Dah! mengucapkan takziah kepada keluarga Allahyarhamah Yasmin Ahmad. Yasmin Ahmad juga seorang yang sensitif terhadap isu semasa dan ini boleh dilihat dalam posting kedua terakhir beliau berkenaan kematian Beng Hock di http://yasminthefilmmaker.blogspot.com/ . Al-Fatihah kepada arwah, semoga rohnya dicucuri rahmat Illahi serta ditempat’kan dikalangan orang-orang yang beriman. Amin : author faethal

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I Dreamt of Beng Hock



I dreamt of Teoh Beng Hock. He was looking at me, silently.

I whispered: “was it an accident, suicide, manslaughter or murder?”

There was no response.

I asked: “some say that you were free by half past three, but you chose to stay behind in order to rest. Is this true? Is it because your bed at home is not comfortable?”

Beng Hock said nothing.

I asked again: “It appears that you did not even notify anyone that you were free to go but opted to stay behind instead. Did you not know that all your loved ones and your friends were worried about you?”

Half turning, Beng Hock appeared to be moving away. “Please don’t go!” I pleaded. He stayed.

“Are the things I hear true? Should I believe them?”

He remained silent.

“Say something, please?”

After a pause, Beng Hock finally spoke. Out of the blue he asked me: “the presents your kids got last Christmas, I am told that they were brought by Santa Claus who came down your chimney. Is that true?”

Before I could answer, Beng Hock spoke again: “you know, I had made arrangements to register my marriage the next day. I was looking forward to a good family life.”

I stubbornly persisted: “I heard that you had your car with you that night. Why did you not drive home immediately? Isn’t home the best place to rest?”

Beng Hock ignored me again.

“Do tell me! I am a lawyer. I will disclose the whole truth on your behalf!”

As soon as I said it, I realized how silly I sounded. Surely I cannot possibly tell the world: that the truth is such and such, and I know it because the deceased came to me in my dream and told me so!

In embarrassment I quickly added: please give me a hint, let me know where to start looking. I promise that I will do what I can to uncover the whole truth.”

Instead of responding, Beng Hock suddenly asked me: “Is every single life precious? Why is it precious?”

“Of course every life is precious! To live is obviously about preserving life, treasuring life.”

Beng Hock did not bother about my reply, and carried on: “every life is precious because each of us has our own missions during our brief stay. Mine have just ended. Yours and those of millions of other Malaysians are continuing. One of your missions is to unearth the truth about my death, and then to act upon the uncovered truth.”

Rather hastily I replied: “but what is the point when whatever we do can never bring you back?”

He looked at me for some time, before slowly speaking: “do you not think there will be many others who would suffer the same fate in the future if nothing is done? Whom can they turn to for help? Whom will you turn to if you become the target? Remember this, he who bothers only about his own turf will be buried alone in it when the grass catches fire.”

I had no reply to offer. I was overcome with shame.

Beng Hock turned and, with the blood on his finger, wrote a few lines on the white wall, before gradually disappearing:

I raised my glass of blood and asked Him above
If the world has not abandoned justice and love
Let women and men rise where I have fallen
And act to halt the spread of these corrupt pollens
Then my death will not be in vain!

At that moment I awoke, soaked in cold sweat, outraged and ashamed.

Yeo Yang Poh
17/7/09

Former Bar Council Chairman Yeo Yang Poh

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