I was born in Melaka. When I was young, I carried a dream of Kuala Lumpur — a bright city, full of opportunities and excitement.I applied to RTM, the national TV station at that time, and ended up working in a world of cameras, scripts, and ratings. It was busy, glamorous, and fast-paced.
During those years, I became friends with a magician. I often followed him to old folks’ homes and orphanages, performing simple shows to bring a bit of laughter to people who were often forgotten — reminding them not to lose hope. Then one day, during a charity show, something shifted. The stage lights were bright, the crowd was laughing, but below the stage I saw a group of children with no applause, no place to belong. That moment changed the way I saw the world beyond the camera — and it changed my path.
In that moment,
I saw another kind of silent stage,
a place where someone needed to stay.
From that day on, I never walked far from that calling. I left my stable job, moved into a small run-down house, and took in my first child. In 1994, with a few friends, we pooled together whatever little we had and opened the first children’s home. No one fully understood it then, and no one could have predicted that this small step would become the beginning of a long and steady journey.
