SOME time in 2011, Nor Zaidah Ab Rahman stared blankly at the ceiling from her bed, where she had laid for the past year after a road accident with a trailer left her bedridden. And then, she says, the questions appeared, one by one.
“Is this how I want to spend my life?”
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