letter from alantuya’s son

as i still can’t get connected on my computer, am still doing a CnP posts (with my comments if i have time.. on PDA). today, going to CnP from susan loone’s blog – a letter from the son of the late altantuya, the mongolian lady. the poor lady who was blown to pieces by our very own malaysian. the letter is very touching and should be circulated among as many people as possible.

Here is a letter exclusively from Altantuya’s elder son Atanshagai, nine years old. It was translated by a non-governmental organisation based in Ulanbataar, Mongolia. The letter came in the wake of too many negative reports of Altantuya in the media, especially the latest report of Baginda revealing his alleged love affair with her. The letter is addressed to all Malaysians:

” People call me “Joohnoo”. When I was little, I was small, so my mother fondled me and called me “Joohnoo”.

Also my mother was a small woman, but she was intelligent, clever. She was seldom a woman.

Brothers and sisters, Malaysian police and dear Baginda:

For those who have seen my mother, how did they get the idea to kill my small mother?

Didn’t they think of anything when they killed my mother?

Don’t you have a mother or sister?

I was going to school, caring for my sick brother and waiting for my mother.

My little and sick brother can talk. He always asks, when will his mother arrive? She went so far from us, when will she come back?

Whom will I kiss when it is New Year? To whom can I present flowers?

When my classmates talk about their mothers, I feel sad and my tears drop. I am a person eventhough I am little.

My grandfather arrived from your country; he said your mother died due to culinary intoxication. But I found what happened to my mother from the media and newsletter.

I always kiss my mother’s photo and love her in my spirit. I pity my grandmother when she cries, reading the Buddhist sutra and lighting the candle in front of my mother’s photo.

Sometimes, some woman looks like my mother when I walk on the street.

I wonder who is that Malaysian person who killed my mother and made me and my brother forever orphans.

We need more money now for my brother’s treatment!

I hope that there are kind people, judges and leaders in Malaysia. Hope, they will all help me and my little sick brother.

Please publish my open letter in your newspaper.

From: Son of Altantuya, “Joohnoo” and brother, Mungunshagai. “

have you noticed this part:

Didn’t they think of anything when they killed my mother?

Don’t you have a mother or sister?

that is very profound indeed… esp. coming from a 9 years old. a few weeks after the murder of alantuya, i had also wondered about that.

i remember watching a homicide show on tv (forgot which one), where a man killed someone else for revenge. he had said “that man killed and raped my daughter. he is nothing but a scum. he deserved to die.” the good guy then said to him “but that scum is someone’s else husband or father.”

yes, nobody deserved to die… no matter how bad that person is. (yeah, i don’t believe in capital punishment… but that is another issue). when a murderer (esp. a cold-blooded one, like one who had killed 6 people before) killed someone, he only think of his own interest. no, joohnoo, he/she will never think of the person she/he is going to murder.