It is with a kind of fear that I begin to write the history of my life. I have, as it were, a superstitious hesitation in lifting the veil that clings about my childhood like a golden mist. The task of writing an autobiography is a difficult one. When I try to classify my earliest impressions, I find that fact and fancy look alike across the years that link the past with the present. Besides, many of the joys and sorrows of childhood have lost their poignancy; and many incidents of vital importance in my early education have been forgotten in the excitement of great discoveries. In order, therefore, not to be tedious I shall try to present in a series of sketches only the episodes that seem to me to be the most interesting and important.
I was born on September 12, 1972, in Kg Bahru, a little town of Kuala Lumpur. My late father, Hj Ismail bin Hj Ahmad was a religious teacher derived from Kg Kuantan Kuala Selangor whoes married to my lovely mother, Hjh Shamsinah bin Yusof from Kajang.They were blessed with 9 childrens of 5 boys and 4 girls and they were named as:
1. Shahriah
2. Azhari
3. Siti Shahirah
4. Shahniza
5 Mohd Anuar (Me)
6. Shahrunnida
7. Mohd Alfahmi
8. Mohd Iqbal
9. Aminurrasyid
My memories here at Kg Bahru are totally blur. I can't remember a thing.
