Thursday, December 22, 2016

Merry Christmas folks....

It the end of the year again and come this Sunday December 25, 2016 it Christmas again. The malls are decorated with  pomp and splendor of the festive week. About is a  scene at the GE mall at Jalan Ampang, Kuala Lumpur.  Merry Christmas folk. Enjoy life. 

Have a nice day.

Monday, December 5, 2016

Destiny...



At this age [77], I can safely say that I did not know where I was heading after I left school. But I know that I was ambitious and an optimist. Yes, very ambitions indeed. I knew that I must acquire knowledge to be successful in any endeavor that I take. In the forties and fifties folks on the East-coast of Malaya was not even aware that there is such an institution as University. In the state of Pahang there is only one school that take students for the post School Certificate Examination; now known as HSC. Without the HSC, you do not get into the University. And that class is at the Clifford School in Kuala Lipis, the capital of Pahang at that time.

After completing my Darjah Sembilan [Form V] or the Cambridge School Certificate Examination in 1957 I went to seek employment. The year was 1958 and I was just nineteen years old. I got into the State Higher Clerical Service, a Division Three post where I work in various government departments for eight years. During those years, I gain experiences in various aspect of management in government departments. With that experiences in 1967 I got a job in the newly formed Ministry of Culture, Youth and Sports. I decided to take HSC and then took off-campus Social Science course at USM. I also read books and articles to improve my knowledge. With additional knowledge I get promoted to the Division One of the Government Service and served as District Director, State Director in various states including Sarawak.  Served the Ministry of Culture, Youth and Sports in all the Division. In 1972 I was posted to the Youth Division where I served under the leadership of Abdullah Hj. Ahmad [Pak Lah who later became the fourth Prime Minister of Malaysia] who was then the Director of that Division for five years and the Deputy Sec.General of the Ministry for three years.  During my time in the Youth Division I introduced the Belia Peladang program, which became one of the most successful rural youth program in the country. I also wrote the working paper for the formation of Kobena the National Youth Coop. I then served in the Culture Division as well in the Sports Division. In the Culture Division I was the Director of the Development and Promotion of Culture whereas in the Sports Division I was the Deputy Director General of the Division. I was even sent to help in the establishment of the National Film Corporation or Finas. During the time at the Ministry I was sent for training in Australia and Germany as well attending Seminars overseas including places like Ghana and Iran.

I was also among the first Malaysian to set-foot on the soil of the PRC and North Korea when I accompany the then Minister of Culture, Youth and Sports on a visit there in 1981 before China was open to the world. In China I got the opportunity to meet with Deng Xiaoping and in North Korea with Kim II-Sung; a rare opportunity indeed. During my tenure in the Ministry I had the opportunity to travel the world and learn much of the world and it society.

I decided to go on an optional retirement in 1990 after I could no longer see eye to eye with the political master. I had served the government for thirty-two years and got a full pension and enjoying life ever since. I had served my country with a clear conscience.  Happy that I took that early retirement. My destiny is yet.....

Have a nice day.

Thursday, December 1, 2016

Memories; the Umbrella...

It the first day of December 2016. It rain all night and continue to drizzle till this morning. Felt real good waking to the cool weather of the monsoon rain. Nostalgic indeed of my childhood days growing up in Kuantan. It rain and rain cat and dog for days without the sun insight. Folks had to wear sweater to keep warm. Umbrella and raincoat is the order of the day if one venture out of the house. It school holiday time and for us kids it was playtime care less of the world. Folks when I was thinking of umbrella, at that moment in time I could smell the umbrella which at that time is made of waterproof paper. Amazing that the smell came back from one's memories. And now it smells rain!

Have a nice day.

Saturday, November 5, 2016

Ikan Kembong Goreng Berlada...


A few days ago my spouse had this done; one of my favorite way of enjoying the Kembong fish. Fried crisps with chili sauce. The blended dry chili and anions etc. had to be fried into a thick paste and only then would the fish, which had already been deep-fried be added to it. Otherwise it would not taste as good. She always did it perfect to my liking. To me personally the Ikan Kembong Goreng Belada always bring back memories of my childhood in Kuantan. I grew up in a restaurant which is also a place where we live, thus we always eat foods cook for the public consumption and it the same every day. To get to eat something different we kids had to go to our mother's home and enjoy her cooking and that is not often. One such fish that I had always enjoyed at my mother's house is the Ikan Kembong Goreng Belada, like in the image above. At the restaurant, it does not taste the same perhaps because mom cooking always has that special ingredient that is call love. They say the reason mom cooking always taste better is because she always sprinkles her cooking with love.

One day I went to a friend house at Jalan Gambut in Kuantan.  Halim is his name. His parents both working in the government agency thus they get to live in government quarter. In those days government quarters is the best accommodation that anyone could ask for. It was almost lunch time; when I arrived at his house he was enjoying his lunch of white-rice with the fish Ikan Kembong Goreng Belada.  Oblivious of my presence he kept eating and did not invite me to join him. I just look and salivating at the look of the fried-fish in the chili sauce. It was sort of an agony looking at him eating that Ikan Kembong Goreng Belada. Because of the happening, that incident at Halim's house stuck  to my mind till these days. That scene kept repeating in my memories whenever I saw Ikan Kembong Goreng Berlada. Well folks’ life of a child is like that. You remember some episode of your life.

Have a nice day.

Tuesday, November 1, 2016

Beautiful Memories...


During the last few days these memories kept coming back. I just do not know why but then nothing happens without a reason. Every moment of that happening became vivid; just like yesterday. The actual happening was in 1961 and the month was either November or December; a time during the Northeast monsoon and it always rains. And I loved the rain. It always reminds me of my growing up period as well during my youth in Kuantan. It a happening that is now part of the history of my life. At that time, I was working at the Education Department in a building above a bank at the end of the Main Street, Kuantan. Nearby is a restaurant call Capitol. On one Sunday, I went there for lunch alone. I did not have a girlfriend at that time. I enter the building and got a table near the door and order my lunch. Then I saw her with a male friend waiting for their lunch at the far end of the hall. I look again and was sure that it her alright, the girl that I had just met at her house some time ago who was introduce to me by a friend Mokhtar. Mokhtar was working at the Cold Storage at the end of Wall Street which is opposite the Telecom Exchange where she works.  I braved myself and went to meet them at their table. I then introduced myself to the man and just say halo to her. Then I went to finished my lunch and left the place. It was just a meeting of someone that I had just known and at that moment in time it was insignificant. I soon forget about it and think nothing of that happening until recently.  She is Asmah Abdul Rahman who later became my wife till these days. So as not to forget about it I am writing it here; an episode of the story of my life.

To digress a little. The first girl that I like was Bahariah Mat Sheikh but she later married someone else from Kuala Lumpur of her parent's choice. After a few years of marriage they separated; she remain a divorcee and never remarried. She then came to live at her younger sister's house nearby my place in Ampang Jaya. She dies some years ago. Then when I was working at the Education Department I met at gorgeous girl who is a bit older than I am. She is Sharifah Zaleha of the Aljunid family. She would often ask me to accompany her going out especially whenever she wanted to visit relatives. One such place is in Tanjung Lumpur, a Fisherman village across the Kuantan River. To get there we had to take a boat from a Jetty on the town-side of the river. Most of the other times we would spend the time together listening to song and music played on the gramophone at her house. At that time, she lives with her elder sister who is a teacher. Two other of her sibling live there too. One day I proposed to her and in a letter, she rejected my proposal giving her reason that she is yet not prepared to get married.  I accept her refusal and we continue to be just a friend at the office. I later found that she never got married and die young while still in service with the government. My sister Fatimah Bee did introduce a few of her friends to me but I never get to liking any of them. I then met a nurse Masmah Hj Idris who was working at the Kuantan Hospital. She was from Segamat in the state of Johor. In those days Segamat  was a faraway place and not many Johorean work  in this part of the country. We became a close friend and planned to get married but that relationship did not last when her parents decided to marry her against her wish to someone else in Segamat. This time I was rather depressed and my life was in a mess but I decided to move on with my life with no girlfriend, not until I met Asmah Abdul Rahman. Incidentally she looks like Masmah, even their names sound the same. It was like the Malay saying Patah Tumbuh Hilang Berganti ["What is once lost, will always be replaced with a new one"]. And that marriage blessed us with three daughters and five grandchildren. We are now on our 54th years of a wonderful marriage and if God permit we would be celebrating our 55th Anniversary come February 3, 2017. Well folks, life is like that.

Have a nice day.