I got a call from my father and he asked “Do you have anything valuable that you left in the house?” I asked “Why? They came in again?” My father said yes. Sigh.. They tried to break into my house a month ago but they failed because my aunt who’s living next door heard them. 2 months ago my other uncle who lived just behind the row of my house got break in too. Last 2 weeks, my laptop was stolen and that belongs to the company.^%#@* Only few days ago my friend’s house got break in and they were armed with parang. All this happen in the same neighbourhood. As I was heading back home, I was chanting in my heart that nothing much will be at lost but if they managed to, I have to accept that it is our family karma.
Some of the things we noticed throughout our search:
- Every drawer was ransacked and I thanked that we asked the maid to rearrange and put our things and clothes back in order.
- They switched my picture that I placed on my face mirror from right to left.
- They took the safe box. Fortunately there were only coins that my father kept for his business purposes. RM500
- My brother cash money, RM900. Poor boy must have worked so hard for his money.
- They left a fake Polo cap in the living hall and my friend suggested sending it to CSI, HA HA.
- Then they drew something using the joss stick ash on one of the Buddhist alter. My father said that the alter is the God that hold guard of the security and belongings of the house. My father believed that these actions are only known by people from the temple or they are able to perform trance. I’ve never heard about this before. Does this means they are seeking for permission or asking for forgiveness? Why did they do that? What they are doing is against any law in life and creating bad karma to their lives and for their next generation.
- I have to calculate my total loss for the day. After I thoroughly went through all my drawers, to my surprised, they didn’t took my jewellery, mobile phone and my precious camera. All were still intact although my room was in a total mess. I thanked Gohonzon that all these were not taken away from me. It is not on the price value but more on the sentimental value. They were sincere gifts from my parents, my aunt, and friends. My precious!
