He smiled at me...not a word uttered.....he began scribbling in some cacing strokes that eventually turn out to be a small piece of art.......
15 years later......i was at the Grand-stand of the 1st F1 in Malaysia......there he was again....in all white....i looked at him and smiled.....this time we had a photo together....i said thank u but it was so loud that i couldn't hear myself......
For a man with one eye (no depth of perception) he has achieved so much as an artist....today Malaysia just lost her most famous...
Al-fatihah....