September 5, 2007 – was a shocking day for me and for all Paulians, class of 1982. We were all in an euphoric mood after celebrating a 25 years renunion during the weekend when we learnt that a class mate of ours, Peter Paul Nonis was brutally attacked outside his place of work at the Shell refinery in Port Dickson as he was leaving the office.
In school, Peter Paul was absolutely the friendliest and the nicest chap you could find. He was one of those guys who was always helping others, who was smiling all the time, who was never imposing and who was soft spoken, without a hint of agression. I have not seen him for years but I definitely have fond memories of him and I would never expect him to be involved with any violent characters. It is just not his nature.
Peter Paul had slash wounds to the back of his head and his left wrist was almost severed. He was warded in the intensive care unit in the Seremban GH for four days. Peter Paul was declared brain dead on Saturday, September 8, 2007 without regaining consiousness.
This is an utterly shocking chapter of my life. We read about murders all the time in the newspapers but this happened to someone I know and someone whom I have spent a good 10 years of my school life with. I just can’t imagine the pain and the sorrow that the family has to go through. It is so senseless and it is a reality check that life can be so fragile.
Peter Paul, my prayers and thoughts are with you. May you rest in peace. May your family find comfort. And may the people who did this terrible thing be caught and brought to justice.