Dead birds in Oulu

A few weeks ago when I was driving my grandson, Samuel, somewhere, I noticed a dead seagull at the side of the road. I wondered how it happened to be there.

The next day I was driving to town with Annikki when I saw the bird and pointed it to her.

She told me that there had been several cases of dead birds being found in Oulu and it was being investigated as to whether these birds had died of the Bird Flu.

A couple of days later, there was a report confirming that they had died of Bird Flu, but not the very dangerous type, and that sufficient vaccine had been acquired by Finland, in case there was an epidemic outbreak.

Another couple of days later, some authorities made a statement that the dead birds found around Oulu had died due to starvation!!

Last week was quite a glorious one. Annikki and I were off to the beach almost every evening for Annikki to gather stones.

As we were walking on the beach last Wednesday, we came across this corpse:


Dead Sea Gull on Nallikari Beach

It certainly did not look malnourished.

On Saturday I took my new friend Theera, also known as Soda, the 14 year old son of my Thai friends who own a very nice restaurant in Oulu, to visit his new school. My intention was to teach him the bus routes to the school. The visit was a success as can be seen from this nice picture of Soda in front of the International School.


Soda in front of the International School

We took the bus back to his parents restaurant and as we were walking through the very nice park in Peltola, we came across this dead bird lying on the grass.


Dead Sea Gull in the Peltola park

This bird was also not looking starved.

It is obvious that the cases of dead birds in Oulu have nothing to do with lack of food but are cases of bird flu. The Finnish authorities are covering up the situation so as not to cause alarm amongst the population, but the whole philosophy is wrong.

What if some youngsters see a dead bird, pick it up and take it home to show their parents. THAT COULD LEAD TO A CATASTROPHIC SITUATION.

It is better to make an honest statement. But Finnish Authorities are famous for trying to hide bad news from its people!

Stormy night in Oulu

Tuesday night was quite stormy with quite a few trees around Oulu having been toppled. Some parts of Oulu lost their power supply. We were unaffected in our locality.

Day-before-yesterday was a beautiful day, sunny and windy. Annikki wanted to get to the seaside to collect some more stones for the pond.

On the way she wanted to have a look at a dilapitated house which is up for bids. The condition of the house is pathetic. The condition for bidders is that they will renovate it.

So we took a detour. Annikki was thrilled with the house and the potential it holds. If we can put together a group we will bid for it to see whether we can turn it into some form of museum cum meeting place for foreigners. It used to be the Dutch Consulte in Oulu. Here are some photographs of the place.

Driveway to Dilapitated House



Annikki peeking through the front window


Side view of front entrance hall


Side view of the House


Back of the House


Fourth side of the House


Outhouse


Annikki in the garden



Back house with sauna

After viewing the house, we went to Nallikari beach. It was a very windy day, but the sun was shining and it was really a great day to be at the beach if you were properly clad. Lots of people were wind surfing. Annikki spent her time collecting stones. I spent my time in the car listening to music, but I did step out and take a couple of shots. Here is one:


Beautiful windy day at Nallikari beach

It would have been great to have our grandchildren with us!

Tony and family in the local newspaper

Last Sunday, the news of Tony moving to England to be with Joanna, as she studies medicine in Newcastle, was announced in the local newspaper.

Matthan-Manninen family shift to Newcastle
makes splash news in the local newspaper, Kaleva

Tony has certainly earned his nickname as "Game-Manninen", as now he is considered as the leading light in the field of Computer Games, not only in Finland, but all over the world.

Certainly a nice title to have in probably the ONLY field which has shown an absolute and steady growth over the last couple of decades.

I Remember Nalini

Today, 16th September, would have been Nalini's 68th birthday if she had not been rudely taken away from us 35 years ago.

I pay tribute to my dear elder sister.

I also thank God that she was taken when she was.

1959: Nalini at the Taj

This picture of Nalini taken in front of the Taj Mahal in Agra by Thambichayan. It was taken when she visited our dear cousin, Ashwathykochamma (Nalini's closest friend), and her husband, Thambichayan, just before Nalini was engaged to be married.

Nalini had a wonderful time in New Delhi. On her return she had told me that I would really enjoy living in Delhi which she thought was a fabulous city and really looked and felt like a capital.

When I joined St. Stephen's College in 1960 and Nalini came back to Bombay for her tragic confinement in September 1960 at St. Elizabeth's Nursing Home on Malabar Hill, I had told her that I agreed with her that New Delhi was a great city.

Despite her being so close to her confinement, Nalini came to the Bombay Central Railway Station to see Suresh (Dr. Peter Philip) and me off on the Air-Conditioned Janata Express after our September holidays from college. We had had a wonderful holiday.

A few weeks later, I returned to see her suffer her last few days as she went through the horrible scourge of tetanus.

Sadly, she was not conscious. But all of us who were there knew that she knew, even in her unconscious state, when a person she loved was in the room. I especially remember Peelukuttychayan (Pappa now 93), Chinammakochamma (Mummy now 87), Ammachi (our late mother) and Appachen (our late father) being among those she reacted too.

As I held her hand on a few occasions on those last few days, I could feel the throbbing senses of a truly wonderful personality - my most beloved sister.

Indian slum in Oulu?

The local church magazine has an item in which it says that one of the parishes in Myllyoja, in co-operation with a local school, is going to create, here in Oulu, for a period of two days, 22nd and 23rd of September 2005, an Indian Slum.

The process is, supposedly, to educate Finnish school children about how life is in an Indian Slum.

Without an Indian man, who lazily lounges on the rope cot smoking his beedi and drinking his hutch, while the women and children of the slum work like bees around him, no Indian Slum would be complete.

I am thinking of volunteering for that job so they can have a real life Indian Slum Dweller. :-)

It would also be nice if the Finns, especially this parish and the school rector, would also show the children how a REAL Finnish Oulu Slum also looks like.

We have pictures from a real Oulu Slum (not a fake one) which lies in one of the poshest areas of Oulu, in the shadow of Nokia's High Technology Building, taken at various times between March 2004 and August 2005.

Recently, the Oulu Police had to give permission for a few artists to create and live in a slum type dwelling in Oulu for just a FEW DAYS.

However, in the case of this real OULU SLUM we highlight here, the Oulu Police, the Environmental Authorities, the Health Authorities and Social Workers, the Chief Executive of the City of Oulu, and MANY local and national politicians know of the existence of this slum, and the absolutely unhygenic and horrible conditions in it, but not a single person or organisation has come forward to help or rescue these Oulu slum dwellers.

One Health Worker told us that they had been told not to enter the slum dwelling!

Even the local newspaper journalists whom we informed of this slum have remained ABSOLUTELY SILENT.

These slum dwellers just happen to be poor individuals unable to take care of their personal matters.

Their Public Guardian, who is a senior member of the Oulu City Administration, who is supposed to look after the affairs of these slum dwellers, and the Oulu Magistrate Guardianship Authority, which is supposed to supervise how the Guardians looks after those in their care and custody, have remained silent for over 5 years while these people have been made to suffer and live in these totally degrading conditions.

In fact, in a recent court case the Guardianship Authority vouched for the professionalism of the Public Guardian in whose custody and care these unfortunate slum dwellers are!

Despite our informing the Finnish Parliamentary Ombudsman of this horrific situation as far back as January 2005, absolutely nothing has been done to assist these slum dwellers by the local authorities. Only the Environmental Department and some doctors and nurses from the local medical centre have visited these slum dwellers. They have gone away, some of them seen laughing at the desperate plight of these unfortunate people.

Justice delayed is justice denied.

Another miserable winter awaits these poor people in Oulu.

The garden is a rubbish tip. The inside of the cramped slum dwelling is a disgrace.

Here is a picture of the Toilet Facility in the one-roomed pokey Slum Dwelling - the Blue Bucket:

Toilet Facility in the Slum Dwelling - the Blue Bucket

To see a complete slide presentation of the slum, you can visit the Oulu Slum web page. Click on the first picture ON THAT PAGE you will see a slide show of 84 pictures of the slum.

I hit 99!

That is not a cricket score.

When I was a kid, I was tall and skinny. My mother, as an encouragement, told me that I could start wearing long trousers, like all my heroes, the minute I hit 100 lbs (45.36kg), as we still in the British system then.

1948: Standing in the driveway
in our Mysore home

I was stuck on 99 lbs for a long time, even though we had a great cook who did his best to try and tip me over that critical mark with Bombay Toast, pancakes, masala doasia, bondas, and other mouth-watering sweets.

I finally made it and got my long trousers and never looked down again at my skinny wobbly knees.

The reverse is true now. Two years ago I was 120 kg (264.55 lbs). I had a sort of competition set up with my two daughters as to which one of us would drop down below 100 kg (220.46 lbs). It was a sort of unfair competition as my daughters would not reveal their weights, so I had to accept their word!!


2002: Susanna and Joanna just before
we started our informal weight loss club

As you know, once I make up my mind to achieve something, I go at it with hammer and tongs. I was walking between 2 and 3 hours every day that the weather permitted. I kept my pulse rate at over 140 for most of my walking time. I ate normally, but cut out my favourites - crisps (except when picking Samuel from school, as we both loved to get our hands greasy in the crisp packet). No chocolates, no sweets, and especially no condensed milk!

Slowly and steadily over the last six months the weighing scale was going down. Then, I decided I would not watch the scale for a few weeks.

Last weekend, when I visited a supermarket, there was a person who was measuring fat content and calculating the BMI Index.

My fat value had been over 35, even after my intensive workouts in the gym over a year ago. My Body Mass Index (BMI) was also abnormally high, being over 35. I dared to take the test. I was pleasantly surprised to find that my fat value had dropped to 31.1% (normal for me should be around 25%, preferably around 20%) and my BMI was also down significantly to just 29.4, down from my high of over 35.

So yesterday, I decided to take my weight.

Lo and behold, the scale was down to 99 kgs (218.26 lbs) with all my clothes on - which means possibly a couple of kg lower in my birthday dress. (At the new weight my BMI is just 27.7 and I am still overweight by about 10 kgs or 22 lbs!)

Given that my weighing scale is notoriously inaccurate when it shows weights above 100 kg, I will have to verify this value sometime today when I go to the Railway Station where they have one of those heavy duty weighing machines.

But I was excited. As my two daughters were having a pow pow session in Newcastle, Susanna and Asha having gone up to visit Joanna, Samuel and Daniel, I sent a celebration (for me) text message to Joanna.

I haven't had a reply as yet, but I am sure both of them will be thrilled!! :-)

Happy birthday, Susanna, and wish you another great year of dieting, but for heaven's sake stay away from that Atkins ho-ha.

Walk and walk well, and eat less - that is the best steady cure to the battle of the bulge. And I feel just great for a doddering old man.

Very very disturbing news!

Those of us who have been very contented users of the Skype Voice Over Internet Service have reason to be very worried. Many American companies are trying to buy over this successful company. The latest which was reported in The Financial Times and Wall Street Journal today is the offer by Ebay.

Ebay appears to have made a cash offer of between US $2 and 3 billion. New York Times reported a figure of US $5 billion.

I had suggested many months ago to Google that they should be the one to integrate Skype into their Personalised Web Service. But Google chose rather to introduce a very stunted Talk Service losing a golden opportunity to score over Microsoft, Yahoo, and even Apple, who with their iChat have now entered the Mobile Phone market in conjunction with the Motorola Rokr phone and the Cingular Phone Service. Apple have integrated iTunes into this new mobile phone and it will not be long before they also integrate iPhoto into the camera phone version which must be now under intensive development.

Just at this moment there are over 3.25 million people actually using the Skype service. Registered users may be double or even treble this.

I have been talk to granddaughter Asha in England for hours at no cost. I will be talking to grandson Samuel who has now moved to Newcastle. I have been speaking at no cost to friends and relatives in India, UK and USA for many many months. I have introduced Skype to many of my friends. The technology is just perfect, especially on the Macintosh Apple platform, as the sound, input and output, is even better than a normal fixed line or mobile phone.

With the Americans trying to edge in to take over Skype, the free service will probably vanish as whatever the Americans touch means death and destruction in terms of the have-nots.

Migrating to the US? Think twice!

UN hits back at US in report saying parts of America are as poor as Third World, by Paul Vallely, Published: 08 September 2005 in the British newspaper "The Independent" is certainly given immediate validity by those of us who have watched the New Orleans and surrounding area tragedy caused by Hurricane Katrina unfold.

Here are some key comment points contained in this latest UN Report on World Poverty:

Parts of the United States are as poor as the Third World, according to a shocking United Nations report on global inequality....

The annual Human Development Report normally concerns itself with the Third World, but the 2005 edition scrutinises inequalities in health provision inside the US as part of a survey of how inequality worldwide is retarding the eradication of poverty.

It reveals that the infant mortality rate has been rising in the US for the past five years - and is now the same as Malaysia. America's black children are twice as likely as whites to die before their first birthday.......

But the 370-page document is critical of American policies towards poverty abroad as well as at home. And, in unusually outspoken language, it accuses the US of having "an overdeveloped military strategy and an under-developed strategy for human security".

"There is an urgent need to develop a collective security framework that goes beyond military responses to terrorism," it continues. " Poverty and social breakdown are core components of the global security threat.".......

India and China, the UN says, have been very successful in wealth creation but have not enabled the poor to share in the process.....

Blacks in Washington DC have a higher infant death rate than people in the Indian state of Kerala.

More important, it is not only in poverty that US is in tandem with the Third World - it matches it also in being a Banana Republic filled with corrupt or compliant politicians who care a damn whhether or not their constituents are drowned in water, blood or debt.

English Club of Oulu meeting

It has been a long time since I have attended an English Club meeting.

Annikki and I were the first registered Life Members of this Club which we had joined way back in 1985 after the Club had asked us to give a talk about India. We still have the various paintings that Annikki made for the exhibition including a beautiful one of Mother Theresa and several of Indian birds.

For several years, Annikki taught English to little Finnish children who had lived abroad and wanted to keep their English speaking skills at par. I used to give a talk to older children at every summer school.

Annikki was Chairperson way back in 1988. At that time we started regular monthly meetings where we had speakers on different topical subjects.

We had over 200 active members in the Club at that time. Activities had included from Chinese cooking demonstration at the teacher's appartment to playing Pétanque in front of the Oulu Governor's residence, and talks on the Freedom of the Press (time of the release of Satanic Verses by Salmon Rushdie) and Social English.

After her term, this idea just went to pot. There have been very few events of significance which encompassed the interests of all the members. The active membership seems to have dropped down to a much lower value now.

Today promised to be an interesting meeting. I am an sort of expert of common written errors in scientific papers by Finnish research workers. This was a discussion on "Common errors made by Finns speaking English".

We only received the circular about the meeting in the afternoon post. I thought that maybe I should take part to get out the state of depression that I have fallen into after the departure of our grandkids for Newcastle upon Tyne.

The meeting was being held at Topelius House, which is the International Centre in Oulu. Annikki could not make it as her mother is at home.

Sally Howes, the performer for today, had a couple of games which tested our English skills. I found that my English skills have certainly degraded after living in this country for 21+ continuous years. Luckily, they are not required by me as a professional requirement any longer!

We then played Pictionary. My senility was fully exposed when I tried to convey the idea of "disk" by drawing a gramaphone!

I was saved further embarrassment when the English Club Chairperson, Anna-Maija Hirvenoja, called a Board Meeting to order. I was permitted to stay for the Board Meeting.

Here are some photographs I took at the meeting. I really must get a better digital camera!

English Club Chairperson Anna-Maija Hirvenoja, Gemma Dunn
and Sally Howes (speaker for the evening)


Erkki Tjader and Anna-Maija Hirvenoja


Board Members of the English Club, Jouni Alamikkela


Sally Howes and Anna-Maija Hirvenoja


Erkki Tjader and Gemma Dunn

I remember the celebrations for the 50th Anniversary in 1985 organised by the then Chairman, the late Yrjö Liimatainen, and Secretary Pirkko Böhm. Yrjö and his wife, Annikki, were a real treasure of a couple, oozing with friendship and good spirit. The event was a grand success. Pirkko had turned out a nice little booklet "The English Club of Oulu r.y. 1935 - 1985, Past and Present" which I still treasure. (I helped in my own small way. Pirkko rewarded me by heaping a lot of undue praise "in writing" on my shoulders.)

The Club is celebrating it's 70th Anniversary in October 2005. It appears to be a carefully planned and interesting series of events over 3 days. It will be interesting to see how this one turns out, as that 1985 event is a tough act to follow.

Happy birthday Annikki

Close to 15 years ago, when we were visiting Susanna in the UK when she was studying at Exeter University, as we walked down the High Street, Annikki felt like having a cup of coffee. We walked into a rather nice coffee parlour which also sold fresh ground coffee.

She smelt a delicious aroma and ordered a cup of coffee, which, to me, seemed to be priced at an astronomical figure.

One sip and Annikki was in heaven. She exclaimed loudly that this was the finest coffee she had ever tasted. I could not know as I had given up coffee drinking about 8 years earlier.

So I asked her to buy a kilo or two to take back to Finland.

Annikki asked the price and I was dumbstruck by the figure quoted. It was priced almost as much as a pot of GOLD!!

It was a coffee called as the "Jamaican Blue Mountain Coffee".

The shopkeeper explained that they managed to get only a few kgs in a year as the Japanese usually buy up the entire crop.

A couple of days ago, when I had a friend from India visiting us, I took him to the main market and found a shop which sold tea and fresh ground coffee. I asked whether they had Blue Mountain Coffee . They had - just 150 gms and at THE price.

I went out early this morning to buy Annikki all that was available in Oulu as her birthday present!

Our grandchildren left for England yesterday, but they dropped by to say goodbye to their grandmother and me. Here are a couple of shots of Annikki with Daniel and Samuel in the Kampitie garden yesterday.

Annikki with Daniel and Samuel


Annikki with Daniel

Happy birthday to my love of the last 42 years.

A depressing week

Joanna was really stressed packing for her departure for Newcastle. I was available for looking after Daniel while she packed.

Here are some photographs I took while I looked after him.

Daniel with his wry mischievous smile


Daniel with me


Daniel with me


Daniel with me

It was such a pleasure looking after this little fellow who loves to sit on my lap and for me to read to him!!

Hilja, Annikki's mother, came home at the end of the week. She is excellent health and great spirits. here are a couple of photographs.


Hilja enjoying her afternoon meal


Hilja enjoying her afternoon meal

It was sad and very depressing when Joanna and family left last Wednesday to spend a few days at a summer cottage in Kalajoki before their departure for Newcastle. I was exhausted as well.

They have rented their house to three student ladies and will get it back when they return next summer. Tony will stay in the Kampitie cellar till he leaves for Newcastle at the end of September.

Last Sunday in Oulu

It has been another hectic week and a very depressing one for Annikki and me. But more about that in a later entry.

Last Sunday appeared to be quite a nice day when Samu accompanied me to attend the weekly meeting of the Co-operative of Foreign Small Business Owners of Oulu. The meeting was held at the usual time of 14:00 hours at the office of Saikou Marong who runs an Internet cafe, a Western Union Money Transfer Service and an International Phone Call Booth Centre in the heart of Oulu.

The crowd is growing every week. Here are some of the photographs from the meeting. It was not a formal meeting but a general get together, this time, under the rotating Chairmanship, of Jussi Määttä.

Jussi (Finland), Nick (Kenya), Bill (China), Jussi 2 (Finland)


Bill (China), Jussi 2 (Finland), Tingting (China), Saikou (Gambia), Tapon (Bangladesh), Kamu (Zambia)


Tingting (China) & Jussi (Finland)

Zeddy, the Zambian football international, was also present at the meeting as he missed his Sunday match for the Finnish side he plays for, ROPS, because of injury. Football star of the Matthan family, Samu, got a photo-op with Zeddy, his buddy.


Samu and Zambian football International, Zeddy

After the meeting, Samu and I went off to the football game where Samu was playing in a match for his side, Tervarit Chelsea, against Tervarit Arsenal.

It poured with rain over the football pitch and even hailed. But the teams played on. All of us were soaked to the skin. Samu said he was playing with as if he had heavy armour on him!!


Drenched to the skin, Samu poses


Exhausted team, but fresh as daisy Samu, being assembled by coach


Cheers for the opponents - Samu looks unruffled

As I rushed Samu home, I called Joanna to get the sauna ready for him to thaw him out. I went home and had a half hour shower in vitually boiling water to get the chill out of my bones!

Busy week being lazy in Oulu

I was unable to do my regular blogging this week as the weather was just great and I spent most of my time outside.

Monday was Football match Day for Samu. It was a sad day as well, as the Coach of the side failed to turn up with the uniforms for the two matches. I asked another father to act as the coach. He did his best, but a dispirited team played two matches.

Warming up on a beautiful late summer evening


Three cheers for the opponents after the game

On Thursday, I had a great 3 hour walk in the morning. When I got home, Annikki wanted to go to the beach to collect some sand and stones for the garden. It was a wonderful day, with a cloudy sky with a warm breeze. I lazed on the beach while Annikki collected her treasures. I caught a few shots of the grey sky, which although looking foreboding, was actually desperately beautiful in all respects.


A warm afternoon at the Nallikari beach


The sunlight streams through in the afternoon at the Nallikari beach


The sea glistens in the sunlight

As through the whole week on days that Samu attended school (he missed Tuesday and Wednesday because of flu), I picked him up from his International School.


Samu's School

My good friend, Zambian Kamutaza Tembo, a graphic designer, works as a member of the Afternoon Club in Samu's School, which looks after children who do not go home when school finishes as their parents may still be at work.


Kamutaza Tembo

Saturday was lazy day. I popped over to Joanna's place. Joanna was busy making a cake for Tina-Maria, the daughter of her good friend Christina from Tanzania, who is studying medicine in Estonia and doing her work experience in the Oulu University Research Hospital.


Joanna, Tony and Daniel, Christina in the background


Daniel with me

Our cat was in the spirit of the lazy days and was rolling over to catch my attention.


Iitu rolls


Iitu slyly looks up to catch my attention

Hopefully this glorious weather will continue for a few more weeks.

Remembering, 12 years on...

It is with a degree of sadness in my heart that I recall the passing of my father, 12 years ago. Although he and I had our problems due to the fact that we were both alike in many respects, God took me to his side just a few weeks before his passing.

Appachen in 1935

Although failing in general health and unable to speak clearly, his mind was still very sharp. During the last few days together, he was man enough to say sorry to me for all the injustice he had shown to me.

It is difficult for any man to accept that he is wrong, especially a mathematician as great as my father. But that was his greatness. He had realised his error in backing his elder son against me and he knew he had ignored the truth and that I had been cheated by him.

As he and my mother sat with me in the house, both of them sounded tragically affected by the wrong they had done.

In my usual self, I laughed and told them that I had no bitterness in my heart to either of them. In fact, I did not hold any bitterness at all to them and I said I would be prepared to give the wrong-doers a second chance.

Even as I said that, my mother shook her head and told me that it would not do any good as they had been corrupted beyond redemption.

It was then that my father recalled the very first moral lesson that he had given us as children. It had been given to him by his father - "Let not money be your master but your servant". This was from the lesson taught by Jesus:

"But never forget that, after all, wealth is unenduring. The love of riches all too often obscures and even destroys the spiritual vision. Fail not to recognize the danger of wealth's becoming, not your servant, but your master."

My father had explained to us, as little children, that it is not money that is the root of all evil, but as had been said by Apostle Paul, it was the love of money that was. (Holy Bible, Timothy, 6:10)

A few weeks later my father was no more. I could not be present during the last days and hours before his death.

Even as as he drew his last breath he told his other children at his bedside, especially to remember me and not to leave me alone.

They did so for precisely the time that the audience was present.

12 years after his death, his will has not yet be sent to me!! Not a penny of all that he worked for, for his children, has been accounted for, to me.

Out of sight, out of mind.

A few years later, in the year 2000, when again I was with my mother just a few weeks before her passing away, she recalled those few days at my father's side and asked me whether I harboured any bitterness for the injustices wrought on me by my elder brother and younger sister, and my nephew, the son of my late elder sister, who had been brought up as my younger brother.

I told her that although there was no bitterness, the less I had to do with people who were liars and cheats, the happier I was.

I asked her to recall the year 1955, when I had drowned, and how I had been given a chance to live a second life on this earth and brought back, alive, to her. I asked her to remember the poignant moment when we were reunited and how when she had hugged me in relief, and how she had felt when the son she had thought was lost was brought back to her by the Lord in whom she trusted.

I told her that since that very day, status and money and the accumulation of either had been the least important thing in my mind. Those who thought they were getting one up on me by stealing what was legally mine were sadly mistaken.

The guilt was on their heads - not mine!!

Every day, every minute, every breath truly has been a gift from God to ME.

I was happy to be in this world to live a second life, and that was enough for me.

I reminded my mother that God had blessed me with a wonderful loving wife and four lovely children, and at that time, 2 absolutely heavenly grandchildren (now 3). My life was complete and those who cheated me would have only themselves to answer for at the time of justice!!

Five years after her passing, her will has also not been sent to me and her wealth has been shared by the greedy!! Not a single penny of her wealth has been either accounted for or sent to me!!

As I remember my father today, I feel sad for those mentally warped and twisted people, filled with greed, who resorted to cheating and stealing!!

It is their loss, not mine.