Saturday, August 23, 2014

Excuse me, did you just arrive from London?


When I was asked to give a talk on career day at my alma mater - this time under Ansara KB umbrella, I was unsure. Unsure whether I was the right person and have the right credentials. Have I done enough in my career to give me an air of authority to talk to anyone, especially school leavers? Do I have a career worth talking about in the first place? Or would I be talking nonsense and confuse them even more?

Or worst, guide them into the wrong career!

I am not sure who nominated my name to be honest - was it Ku Hamid, or a former teacher in KB? I am not an orator, nor a speaker who speaks from memory, and with gusto, and did not have to prepare to give a talk. As a rule of thumb, I need powerpoint slides to guide my talk.

And I don't talk without doing some kind of research and back up my talk with data first. So I had to ask a staff of mine to prepare 40 pages worth of slides and I prepare another 40 pages, and software with a demo so that I can illustrate my points.

And I will bring chemical engineering down to SPM students' level.
I am going to change the title to Chemical Engineering for SPM Students

Even if the talk was only for secondary school, and secondary school students - albeit smart students, I need to do a good job, and not a half-hearted one. I need to make an impression on them.

But I over-prepare myself in the end, which is typical of me. I was told I have from 1030 hours to 1300 hours, so I took it that I have 2 1/2 hours to talk. That will be 80 slides in 2 hours and 30 mins worth of simulation demo of the very basic principle of chemical engineering.

My presentation and demo materials
All in all, it took five days of preparation for my engineer and another 2 days for me. That's 7 man-days worth of worth of work for a 2 1/2 hours talk. Too long a time, but I had to start from scratch. I didn't have anything to start with. I even told the organizer (in jest) that I can talk for whole day if I am required. A senior at school Abg Zahari quipped that one should not give the microphone to 3 types of person, unless we are prepared to give them ample of time to talk.

1. a trainer
2. karaoke singer
3. politicians

Yes, of course. I fall into the first category!

But I did not expect the worst, to be honest. In the end, it became a 15-min talk. It was a nightmare, too early in the morning to have one. I have 2 1/2 hours worth of slides and I am given 15 mins?

That's the official allocation, though I am quite sure I took a lot more. More than my fair share of time. We had to talk to a bigger group and each discipline of engineering have to share the 2 1/2 hours available.

I was waiting for nasik berlauk, but this guy turned up first, so it has to be nasik tumpang for me
And after I was given a good breakfast of nasik tumpang - many hours after waking up at 3 am, I was in no mood to argue. I had to re-group and move on. 

That's life, I guess. Just make full use of what's given. I think I had gone through enough to know what to expect, and when to argue and fight, and when to accept.

When I was preparing the presentation earlier, I was not expecting to fight for students' attention or to ensure that chemical engineering had to be their chosen discipline. I was there to give them a choice, so that they can choose wisely. Nothing more, nothing less.

Our super senior Abd Zahari talking about aviation and being an aircraft engineer
It was not a competition amongst all the branches of engineering. Not to me anyway. I was not there to say chemical engineering is most important profession in the world. I was there to put the right perspective for the students to choose a career.

But I came fully prepared with data as back up, so I did not make mere statements.

Anyway, so what if chemical engineering is less important than some other disciplines - or more important. It is how you made use of it to build your career and what you contributed to the profession, to the nation and in the end how you lead your life.
Looks like me, talk like me. Is it me? I am not so sure.
So, I had 3 good questions from the students, more than my fair share of questions - for 8 speakers. And perhaps many students are considering to take up chemical engineering, again more than any other engineering profession.

That's definitely me. But taken at the wrong time when I was facing the other side and when my slide is not colourful and attention grabbing. This is when I started talking about the ideal gas law. Hahaha..nothing much, all SPM level physics
I feel good. If I had made some kind of impression on them, it was worth the trip to KB on a very early Sunday morning. I did not cost me that much - more like paying for a bus ticket, but I did lose many hours of sleep, which at this age, I may or may not need it.

One thing I am impressed is the fact the whole event was conducted in English. Heck, even the doa was in English. And the students spoke fluently in English, even during Q&A.

I am impressed. Good job, teachers.

The event was officiated by a former student - a very successful one. Datuk Kamarul is owner and CEO and the brain child behind Uzma Berhad. He is not just a successful entrepreneur but also a well known petroleum engineer.

To me, he had visions of what he wants in the future at the start of his career. I wish I was like that when I was just starting in the 80s. But I guess I did not have visions of myself in 30 years' time then. I was then happy to just be an employee. NOthing more than that.

Datuk Kamarul officiating the career day talk.
I am not sure during my time, in the 70s, of how many time I was invited on stage. I remember competing in quizzes ( and winning at least one), and of course many of those quizzes were conducted in the hall. But for better or worse, I am neutral about remembering those. if at all. If one remembers too much, I guess it can mean one thing: one had had public caning on stage!

I will be scarred for life had that happened to me. Haha, in retrospect, I can laugh I guess.
View from the stage, taken by yours truly. It is now an air-conditioned hall
There were 30 of us, ex-students that days. Many medical specialists amongst us that day, and of course a wide ranging careers from engineers to accountants, including artist - graphic artist that is. From the well known such as our good Dato and Nik Hasyudeen to the unknown like yours truly! From the old like yours truly to the youngsters.

And by virtue of being the second oldest batch that was there, I was accorded a seat during the official photography on stage. Nothing more, nothing less, I told my former classmates - I am there only by virtue of my seniority and not because I was one of the more successful person, career-wise that is. I am happy - and contented really, to admit. So it was my minute of fame, I guess.
The 'talker' on career day 2014.
While I was sitting and listening for others giving their point view - after all, I was the first speaker, I was approached by a former student, who had just graduated from Vanderbilt Uni in chemical engineering. She has good grades and that is a good university for chemical engineering. And had just returned home in June.

I did not know that someone had snapped a pic of me chatting with her, technically interviewing her during the career day talk at MRSM
It was a quickie interview on the side. I was not expecting it, to tell you the truth. Yes, she can have a job with us, but I told her that I want her to exhaust her avenue or decide on her career to what kind of area and company that she would want to work for. Technically, I think many companies much bigger than mine would be interested in hiring her, so I am a bit cautious in hiring. I would hire her if she wants to be with us for the medium term.

Good to see and here people graduating with good grades from good school. Especially MRSM students.

On stage during the introduction - young and old
I met with a few teachers, some of whom I would meet every now and then. I saw and talked to Ustaz Ridhwan, whom I had not met since 1981. I reminded of the car he had in the 70s. While I don't remember of the make or model anymore, his number plate starts with AR - obviously it was not registered in Kelantan.

He was washing his car near the old building and I was between classes, or was going to the library. Having a bit more time then, I approached him. "Ustaz," I said, "you have my name for your car."

"AR stands for Abdul Rahman."

He smiled. "Bukan, AR tu untuk Abang Ridhwan," he quipped.

That my ustaz for you!
Ustaz Ridhwan and I at the Dewan Makan after the talk
Another funny incident occurred and was related to me by Cikgu Nik. At the end of the day, she was showing me around, and told me of this incident. "Rahman," she said, "they were asking me about you. Whether you were the guy who had just arrived from London."

I looked at her in bewilderment. I did not arrive from London and I doubt it if anybody would travel that journey for a career day talk unless he or she is already KB due to one reason or another. Either they made a mistake or.... Then  it dawned upon me!

"Oh, yes upon arrival at the registration counter, I did declare that I have just 'landed'. Pardon my English. Probably the way I spoke and pronounced the word landed, it must have sound like London!" I laughed.

Err, sorry lah. May be I should quit talking in English. I must have certain slang or tried to speak with a certain slang la kut.

Excuse my English!

EPILOGUE I

The career day reminds me of Almarhumah Cikgu Azizah.

In the the days before Facebook  (late 90s, very late 90s), and the proliferation of cheap air travel, she contacted me and asked me to come and officiate the career day at my alma mater. Officiate: that's what I remember. May be I am supposed to just give a talk to the students. May be. I am not sure, to be honest.

But I remember she mentioning the word - rasmikan.

"Rahman datang la KB. If you are busy, just make a day trip. You can come in teh morning, and leave in the evening" she said, matter of factly, during the phone conversation.

My first view of my alma mater that morning
I did not make it then. I had to apologize profusely, but I presume I was too busy. Too busy building a career. Then I was. I was between assignments, so I was briefly in Kuala Lumpur. Otherwise, I was supposed to be in Houston.

Of course, since that day, I have made it to KB and my alma mater a couple of times. I had met Cikgu Azizah at her home in 2002, and when she was sick in Damansara at Cikgu's Somchit's house, but it left me with a deep scar.

For not heeding to a request by a former teacher of mine. She was not asking for the world from a former student. 

Moga Allah mencucuri rahmat keatas ruh Almarhumah.

EPILOGUE II

If these are your pictures and would like to claim credit, please contract me, or leave a comment below. I got this from various sources and am still waiting for the official pictures with more of me during the talk itself. :) 

Credit to Hiday, Ansara KB Reloaded, though I believe the actual sources are many more.

It was a very early wet Sunday for me in KL on the 17th Aug

 when I left for KB
Chatting with Wak Leh, a batch mate prior to giving the talk

Cikgu Wan Nasihah and En Nik Ahmad, former pengetuas

jjh
Aaah, kambing golek

With Cikgu Nik Faridah during lunch

More group photo of ex students with former teachers

More money from Uzma?

I think this comes from Nik Hasyudeen's FB

During breakfast

Talk for medical career

Saturday, August 2, 2014

Let's not have open house for Raya anymore

I thought it is a well meaning Raya for me this time around.

For one, I did not stay at home only and waited for my relatives to turn up. Instead, we became the "assalamualaikum group", albeit one with a plan, rather than simply gate crashing. But it is to me as close to gate crashing as one gets during Raya.

I believe we should be able to gate crash any house during Raya. That's the tradition. Open house is not a tradition; it was concocted by some catering companies so that one would have to cater to a larger group, and hence had no choice but to hire them.

Pagi Raya in Seremban. The sampin did not match? Yes, I refuse to spend more money of those colourful songket that would probably match our new baju melayu. Yes, we even waited until last minute to purchase the baju melayu since we got discounts, not quite on the eleventh hour, but probably more on the 10th hour.
That's all. purely marketing gimmick by catering vendors! ;)

OK OK, that may not necessarily be the case, I must admit. People in KL would need to plan the visit to each other, rather than going to an empty house due to the person's visiting someone else's. But then again, don't we know of a gadget called cellphone?

I think by just visiting each other during Raya day, we avoid the need to have big feast. No need to prepare for kambing golek, no need for mee goreng, mihun goreng, karipap, laksa and ayam golek. Ketupat and lemang with beef or chicken rendang - our traditional raya dishes - are more than sufficient. 

And these dishes should last at least a couple of days, may be a bit more, so that the homemaker need not have to cook too often on the auspicious month.

I can tell you that doing open house is a tiring affairs. One would cater for a few hundred people over a few hours period. At time, one would be chatting with other (unfamiliar) guests rather than with the host. One would typically say hello when arriving and good bye when leaving, albeit one with an islamic touch.

In between dishes, one would be concentrating eating or chatting with your own family or some strangers, which in very small percentage, one would find common ground enough to become another friend.

Enough of me pot-pet pot-peting you here over Raya tradition. It should be joyful time for all, albeit a subdue one this time around.

The convoy - technically the second home Kg Pijoi, Seremban
Anyway, we did our Raya in Seremban this time around, complete with hosting a group of relatives over at our new home. Visited at least 2 houses in say a five-car convoy at least. And it only ended at around 1230 midnight, mind you. 

It is 14-hour Raya on the very first day, so it is a record of kind.

First house is Hj Ghazali's home in Pijoi, home of my inlaw Hj Roslan Ghazali,

The visitors
Raya is more joyful with the kids around
..and foods of course, with all kind of dishes.
At Pijoi, we had two delicious dishes. Nasi Lemak and Mee Rebus. Yes nasik lemak, mind you, on Ray day. But it was a delicious one. Take that as a compliment from someone who do not eat Nasi Lemak, unless it is the only dish available on the table. And even that I would take it very lightly.

And the anchovy sambal is damn good.

By 1.45 pm, I was getting nervous that we should be heading home to host the afternoon session at a nearly empty home. We had barely furnish it just in time for hosting this Raya event.

The bare house filled up with guests
Dr Aamir and Dr Syakirah with lil' Nafisah. Cheeky and cute baby.
"Too small a table or too much food?" asked my bro in-law and mathematician Dr Ahmad Kamal aka Bgmat. I am not sure how to answer him. Both are true, I guess, though one is more truer than another. (is there such thing? Truer? With more, somemore..hehe.) Which one; I'll let you decide on your own.
My mother in law and sis in law
Serious conversation, while having their meals on the floor! Sorry my brothers for the shortcoming of this raya day. Makan bersila saja atas lantai, ish ish ish ;)
Final shootout - which one do you prefer? E90 or F30? How about colour - black or white? Eh eh ni raya day entry la, not Paul Tan's blog. Berangan lebih. Thousand apologies LOL!
 But my house is not the last house for the day. We have one more do in the evening.

We have satay!
Satay Galore. Err this is just the beginning. I really mean it when I say galore.
Hard at work  - The chef!
There you go. Did I not say galore? The husband and wife team bbq-ing the satay at Hj Roslan's abode. But it looks like he is trying to serve in a ping pong game, I am not sure.Anyway, good satay even though I arrived late at 11 pm as the last guest.
The gracious hosts with their cute grandchildren Nafisah and Adam
I have more pictures but I'd leave it for Akmal to choose and upload on FB. I believe for the purpose of this blog, it should be sufficient.

We ended the first day raya  celebration at 0030 hours. That's a mere 14 hours after we started visiting each other.

We are not done yet as far as Seremban is concerned.

On the fourth day, we visited another to Mak"s sister in Paroi and had a lovely tea with them. Make that lunch at 4 pm. Makcik Norma is a sister to Mak - same father, different mother. I guess in that sense, she is an Adam, as much as Mak. But her mother is not my Nenek Bulan, but Nek Salamah Ismail. Spent nearly 1 1/2 hours with ample of foods including lontong and nasik himpit. The kuah kacang is really good.

I guess Tok Adam had 3 wives. I am not sure I had met her mother.

Just for the record, with Nek Salamah, Tok adam has four children. Eldest is MC Norma bt Adam. She is 68; she told me so at the table, whereas Mak would have been 75 this year. I guess Tok Adam married Nek Salamh when Mak was about 7 years old. Second would be MC Maznah bt Adam, who married her cousin PC Rosli. He passed away a few months ago. Third is PC Sofian b Adam, and finally we have MC Saripah bt Adam who passed away a few months ago too.

Family photoshoot at the dining table
OK I am done with Seremban. Let's move to KL now and on my side of the side family.

On the second day, we spent our time at KSham's house with her hosting a family gathering with our uncles and auntie from bapak's side. It was a lively Raya, and very joyful for us, I must say and at the end of the day, we visited another home we have not visited for years.
The Hariris in Ampang. This is early at 12 pm I think when the guests have not trickled in yet
By making an on the spot visit during the Raya days, we are able to visit more homes and we need not have to stuff ourselves over a short period of time, after spending the whole month fasting. 
Food, food and more food..
Another Hariri at the dining table, Rahi's despite not feeling as healthy and cheerful as Syawal
We need not be invited to come, Raya days are an open license to go visiting, and I am sure we are not there for the foods. The Raya biscuits are more than adequate thing to munch. Anyway on Raya days, our mouth should be used more for chatting than munching.
The greater Bab family. In this picture included are two of the remaining Bab children - MC Salmiah and PC Shahruzzaman aka PC Yut, and their families with the Hariris.
Complete with the rendition of the 2014 instrumental Raya song by the Hariri pianist
Don't you agree?
Like visiting this Auntie of mine. Since the death of my uncle Pak Long, I had seldom visited his family. I guess I am close to him than anything else, so without him around anymore, I didn't bother. We did meet occasionally at family functions. But that's normally more by chance than by design. But this Raya, I was determined to make it a different Raya.

So my sister and I visited our auntie Mak Long and our cousin Kak Nora. It has been awhile since we were at their house, and mind you, in the mid 90s, we used to live next door to theirs up to 1998. So in essence my kids should know some of their kids reasonably well.

They are after all second cousins.

Again, the Babs family or aka The Hariris and the Zainuddins, this time in Ampang Jaya.
On the fifth Raya or Friday, my  brother and family came avisiting from Sg Petani. We weren't really prepared to have visitors that morning, to be honest, as we had only returned from Seremban at 0230 hours in the same morning.

But biskut kerings are available, of course. I offered to get lemang at the 24-hour BTHO lemang stall that would operate through out the month of Syawal, but was offer was turned down by the guests.

It was about 9 am, with them already having breakfast, I did not attempt to offer heavier dishes other than biskut kering!
So that completes my Raya week. I have a Sunday Open house, I have more relatives to visit in KL, so I am sure Syawal will be a busy month. The fact that I have not started my Puasa 6 yet, which I think is a step backward personally. I need to make up the heavy Raya week with more fasting I think.

And think for the Gazan more. [sigh]

Selamat Hari Raya, everybody.

EPILOGUE

I did my grave visiting and cleaning a couple of days before Raya days. Not much to clean; Mak's grave is generally well kept. Just a few stray grass here and there.

Moga dihari yang mulia ini, ruh Mak dan bapak sentiasa dirahmati Illahi. Amin.
Pusara bunda 2 days before Raya. All the stones and tiles were cleaned up.