A lot of snatch thieves happening nowadays and it's happened a lot lately within these few years in D.U. So far my mum ,brother in law and my grandma who doesn't frequent here has witness an incident.

My next door neighbour got robbed twice in broad daylight, my neighbour was going on a brisk walk with my mom then all of a sudden a motorist came from behind and snatch her bags, luckily no one was injured. They were both in shock and went static for like a minute before realizing that theyve been robbed.

Another incident which is the same neighbour happened at night when her daughter just came back from work, the thugs were on a bike, one drop off to chase the victim while one stoodby in the motorbike so they could make a quick run for it, so my next door neighbour shouted tolong! tolong! my brother in law heard the commotion, went out and pushed the accomplice who was on the bike, both fell down and was stunned, so the thug pulled out in what it seems like a rambo knife, and my bro in law told him to do it "buatlah buatlah" to scare the fellow off, then out of nowhere my sister was shouting hysterically tolong! tolong! took a shoes and threw at the thug, the thieves were shocked and made a fled leaving evidence behind which was their motorbike, as soon as the police arrived, guess what they said? while holding my sisters shoes "ini bahan bukti ni,kena bawak balaini" .

Third incident involving a chinese lady who was chased down by a parang wielding rempit, he chased the poor lady and hit her on the leg and their was blood everywhere, my mum witnessed it but was too afraid to go out, as soon as the rempit got what he wanted, he fled and the poor lady was all the way in the drain soaked in blood, my mum helped her out and asked if she needed any help, but she insisted she was ok and limped all the way to the clinic, my mum said that she shouted as if she was going to die.

My house has been broken in into twice but nothing taken off the shelves, pretty weird, at nights you can hear women shouting at the field. A lot of malay kids hanging out at the field making a havoc out of the place, performing dangerous stunts without their helmets on, my grandmother once witnessed an accident, the guy made a turn,felt and skid off the road leaving his ligament and fleshy white bone exposed, my grandma walked coolly to the guy and asked him whether hes ok

So far D.U is getting worst, with 100000 of indons unemployed and that kampung kayu ara, being where indons are breed (no offense to any indonesians) this place is just going to get worst. The DUROA security team are useless, where were they while this sort of things happened, maybe they were the one whos behind all these, how could they have known my house was empty unless they patrolled over and over again.

Btw i live near the dewan serbaguna, a lot of people who work at the shoplots park their car here in the morning, cars get breaken into and stolen, and robbery occurs all the time, day and night.

This post has been edited by Ilianas_Toy: Feb 5 2009, 03:19 AM

No matter how many people you walk with in dark, as long as you have money, they will put an eye on you.

Another type of cases, there is a lot of stupid chinese poor guy and girls patrol around titiwangsa LRT bridge area, they giving out some kind of free winning ticket but all the ticket has set to win a car. After that they need you to pay the RM1000~RM10000 in order to get the stupid car, so beware when you walk through the bridge. I saw a lot malay old woman fall into the trap.

This post has been edited by ubeyou: Feb 5 2009, 07:00 AM

u got nice girlfrd

Spannar & screw-driver detected

I got 1 baseball bat, and one rattan made sugar cane size baton below my driver seat. I don't have a good anger management and I will make them look like road kill if they threaten me.

car parked at ss15 in front of KFC, next to the rojak stall there. car got broken into, lost my schoolbag and my bro lost his bag containing his passport. happen just now around 9.30 - 9.45pm. End of story.

my friend lost laptop in front of mcds ss15 lor

i'm sorry for a rude reply but, passport > laptop. considereing malaysian passport is a hot item now, as told by the police officer.

This post has been edited by sqwerk2: Feb 6 2009, 12:53 AM

My car window got smashed @ ss2, coz I left an empty notebook bag inside my car.

I was suprise ..because..I was inside a CC and parked infront of Chef Loong at 9 pm when both places are quite full, my car window got smashed...and no one even came to shout at the bugger.

=.=""

When I came out and realized it, then i get to "listen" to advise from people.
GO DIE LA..I dowan help malaysian already. LET YOU ALL DIE OSO I "KIN SEI PAT KAO"

when confronted, just surrender your belongings because your life is worth more than anything else. i always wonder why ppl want to struggle for their handbag/handphone and risk getting killed.

i always carry my bag with my hand (in a straight position) when i walk because if they wanna snatch, it would happen without me getting injured (or minimum injury).

also, the bag would be at an awkward position to snatch because it is too low for the snatch thief to grab. my dad taught me this!

put a mini bomb in handbag..when they rob...'PRESS THE RED BUTTON"

last year dec .. i also kena ..
location : taman mayang ( 7-11 beside old limkokweng )
time : 5:30am
victim : me and 2 of my friend , there are another 4malay infront of the 7-11 too
attacker : more than 8bike come, each bike 2 ppl on it.

stupid people can spell better then you.

This post has been edited by nwk: Feb 7 2009, 02:01 AM

btw, i got one friend being followed when she wanna step out from her car to get in to the house in damansara ( near the infamous expensive mamak store - Williams ). this always happened. duh! Malaysian are sick!

This post has been edited by dannychb: Feb 7 2009, 03:15 AM

This things are very common nowadays. that's why I think it is very important for you to learn self defense martial arts. Silat, taekwondo, wushu wutever goes with you. Even if that guy managed to parang me I rather have them going home with a broken bone.

erm...didnt you know these martial arts' classes always teach us the golden best tactic(run as fast as you can) in every first class ??

My area TTDI
alot of cases 2 on my road and about 4 in my area (zaaba)

in Burhanuddin Helmi olso quite frequent
theyll come with parang and all usually in pairs

my are dey put up homeguards - duno if work onot but atleast cn scare them off a bit

i noe one case in TTDI (Haji Openg area) the snatchers wanted to mug this person - suddenly all the neighbours(guys) came out and whack the two thieves up. they whack until the metal gate where they belasah the person bengkok


or another way u go learn the French Parkour or free running
if the snatch thieves come u go lompat pagar orang or run away across obstacles

I've always found this to be very inspiring to me. (:

Learn to let go

In a relationship, one of the hardest things to do is saying goodbye and letting go. It is as hard as breaking a crystal because you'll never know when you will be able to pick up the pieces again.

More often than not, they who go feel not the pain of parting: it is they who stay behind that suffer, because they are left with memories of a love that was meant to be, a love that was. At the beginning and at the end of a relationship, we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone. Unfair as it may seem, but that's the way love goes. That's the drama, the bittersweet and the risk of falling in love. After all, nothing is constant but change. Everything will eventually come to its end without us knowing when, without us knowing how, without us even knowing why. And we must forget not because we want to but because we have to.

In letting go, sorrows come not as a single spy but in battalion. It seems that everywhere you go, everything you do, every song you hear, every turn of your head, every move of your body, every beat of your heart, every blink of your eye and every breath you take always reminds you of him. It's like a stab of a knife, a torture in the night. Funny how the whole world becomes depopulated when only one person is missing. Just imagine, there are billion people on earth and yet it seems you feel lonely and empty without the other.

I don't know if it's worth calling an art, but letting go entails special skills sparkled with a considerable space and time. Time heals all wounds but it takes a little push on our part. Acceptance plays a part. Not all love stories ends with "...and they live happily ever after." Sometimes we have to part because of circumstances beyond our control. We have to suffer if it would mean happiness for others. We have to cry to temporarily let go of the pains. Every beginning has its end like every dawn has its dusk. It's something we can't control, something we had to live up.

It's over. He's/shes gone. But life has to go on. Goodbye doesn't always mean forever. There will always be a place and time where questions will be answered, words will be spoken, letters will be read, poems will be recited in the night, songs will be sung in harmony, love will be expressed in solitude and promises will be fulfilled.

"Somewhere. Somehow. Someday."

"Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go..."

i dont have enough time to write a long story here..
but have you all watching <forest gum> ?

so inspiring..really like that movie =)

lol i got robbed last year actually not robbed but ALMOST
im from klang and tis is in klang area near bukit raja. i was cycling nearby housing area after taking some things from my fren so i cycling home. i saw these 3 motorbikes wif total of 5 ppl on them roaming around and i din take notice at first. when i gonna cycle nearby the field wif basketball court i got a phone call so i just answer.

suddenly i hear motorbike sounds den i see those asses coming from behind. they wear jackets and helmets but i could make out from their face that they're either indons or malays. so they were like chasing me and i was like wtf wtf wtf what to do! den then 1 of the bike passenger took out a spanar from his jacket and den his bike sped up and rode almost side by side to me den i jump down off my bicycle and i got hitted at my back by his spanar. lucky i jump off quickly den the impact wasnt so painful. den he got off the bike and hit my head wif the spanar(ouch)
but i did a leap (bicycle was on the road and it blocked them) and tried run to nearby house just on my right side. i took my sony walkman phone and just threw it into the nearest house den those 5guys surrounded me.

my fon smashed into the floor of the house and den got loud crash sound. it make everyone nearby the basketball court and the house alert and they saw. they 5 guys was like looking at me wif some kinda face and i just stare at them with the -bring it on- look. actually i was freaking terrified but well in tis circumstances i act accordingly to my instinct. luckily the ppl playing basketball saw and heard the phone crash sound and shouted at the indon/malay scumbags while running to my aid. those guys got scared and quickly got back on their motorbike and escaped.

i was dam terrified after they went lol my legs were shivering and wobbly. but i survived and lived to tell the story =.= i know it was stupid but i lived and my phone was ok