Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday, Son

A 4-month old Farhan

First of all, let me wish my Christian friends a very Merry Christmas and may it be a joyful one for you and your family (families, if you have more than one house to go back to..hah!).

My son, Mohamed Amirul Farhan was born on Christmas day, 4 years ago, as the call for Isya’ prayer was being done at the nearby mosque. Finally then, a son for me.

When he was in his mother’s tummy I used to “talk” to him..almost every morning before going off to work, and at night before I go to sleep. Everytime I spoke to him, he’d respond with a kick. I had a name for him: TUING, from the sound TOING of something bouncing, due to his kicking from inside the mother’s tummy. So one day when I was in Krungthep Mahanakorn, my wife, in the late trimester, SMSed me telling me that the baby hadn’t move since the previous night. I immediately gave her a call, and told her to put the mobile phone on her tummy and count to 30. When she commenced the count, I spoke to TUING, asked the baby what was wrong and told it not to make the mother worry. I also told it that i would be back home the day after and we’d have our normal chats together. It was my first trip abroad since my wife carried him. About a minute after the call, my wife SMSed me telling me that the baby was actively kicking.

Magic? No..it’s called “fatherly love.” And I always believe it has to begin pre-natal.

So Farhan will be 4 tomorrow. My prayers are for God to keep him safe and out of harm’s way, and prosper and nurture him to be a loving and sensible man. I also pray that he remembers the sacrifices his parents had to make to bring him up.

Happy birthday, son. I hope to enjoy seeing many more years of you growing up.

Sister Nisaa (7 months old), trying to steal big brother Farhan's (2 years 8 months) pacifier in August 2005.

Birgit the Heroine

Kimi sent a YM message to me just now asking about Birgit, the German instructor from Seahorse Dive Center on Perhentian Besar.

Birgit’s been on Perhentian Besar for the past 8 years. A few months ago her calf was bitten by some animal and she now has to go across to the Kuala Besut’s government clinic for dressing. I asked him why, and he gave me a link (that can be used for 7 days from the date of this posting). This is probably news on Birgit:

Sabtu, 23 Disember 2006

Penyelamat 11 nyawa

Oleh Ahmad Shahrul Nizam Muhammad dan Mohamad Ishak

KUALA BESUT: Seorang wanita warga asing yang tinggal di Pulau Perhentian, di sini, sejak lebih lapan tahun lalu menjadi wira apabila menggunakan kepakarannya sebagai perenang dan penyelam untuk menyelamatkan 11 penumpang bot nelayan yang sedang terkapai-kapai selepas bot dinaiki mereka karam dipukul ombak besar petang semalam.

Dalam kejadian kira-kira jam 2.30 petang itu, wanita warga Eropah berusia lingkungan 50-an yang masih belum diketahui identitinya itu dikatakan menjadi `master-mind’ apabila menyelamatkan sebahagian besar penumpang terbabit yang berusia lingkungan tiga hingga 50 tahun.

Sebelum kejadian, semua penumpang terbabit termasuk wanita berkenaan yang dikatakan bertugas sebagai jurulatih skuba berpengalaman di Pulau Perhentian dikatakan dalam perjalanan keluar dari jeti Kuala Besut, di sini, untuk pulang ke pulau berkenaan apabila enjin bot yang mereka naiki rosak selepas berada kira-kira satu kilometer dari jeti.

Keadaan itu menyebabkan bot berkenaan hanyut sebelum dipukul ombak besar lalu tenggelam dan semua penumpang terkapai-kapai di lautan berombak.

Difahamkan, melihat keadaan itu, wanita berkenaan yang dikatakan sudah sebati dengan penduduk Pulau Perhentian bertindak nekad dengan berenang di laut berombak dan mencapai beberapa pelampung serta papan bagi membolehkan semua mangsa berpaut untuk mengelak mereka lemas sebelum diselamatkan.

Seorang mangsa, Che Hussin Che Mat ,43, berkata tidak berapa lama selepas keluar dari jeti, dia melihat ombak setinggi lima meter menuju ke arah bot dinaiki mereka.

Menurutnya, bot yang mereka naiki terus tidak berfungsi selepas tiga kali dipukul ombak menyebabkan enjin dimasuki air sebelum bot berkenaan terbalik.

“Bot itu terbalik begitu pantas sebelum tenggelam menyebabkan saya sekeluarga bersama tujuh lagi penumpang terapung kira-kira sejam di permukaan air yang berombak.

“Saya menjerit mendapatkan isteri, Kamilah Deraman, 44, serta dua anak, Noratira, 4, dan Norhafiza, 3,” katanya ketika ditemui di Hospital Besut, semalam.

Che Hussin berkata, dalam keadaan panik itu, dia sempat mencapai tong plastik untuk dijadikan pelampung sambil menyelamatkan anaknya Norhafiza yang tenggelam timbul dipukul ombak besar.

“Pada masa sama, Isteri saya berpaut pada kayu sempat memaut seorang lagi anak, Noratira, walaupun banyak terminum air laut,” katanya.

Che Hussin berkata, dia sekeluarga baru pulang dari Langkawi selepas menghabiskan cuti persekolahan anaknya.

“Saya bersyukur semua selamat walaupun banyak barangan berharga seperti kain dan pinggan mangkuk yang dibeli di Langkawi tenggelam,” katanya.

Sementara itu, Penolong Ketua Unit Jertih, Jabatan Pertahanan Awam (JPA3), Wan Bukhari Wan Mus, berkata semua penumpang berjaya diselamatkan penduduk di perkampungan nelayan Kuala Besut.

Menurutnya, penduduk yang menaiki bot bergegas ke tempat kejadian sebelum menyelamatkan mangsa termasuk kanak-kanak berusia tiga dan empat tahun.

“Semua mereka dipercayai tidak memakai jaket keselamatan dan terselamat selepas berpaut pada pelampung dan kayu yang diperoleh penumpang warga asing yang juga orang pulau itu,” katanya.

This definitely sounds like Birgit caught in a storm on her way back from the government clinic at Kuala Besut.

Golf or Scuba Diving?

It’s 32 days now since my last dive. And since then, I’ve been plagued by cold, flu, sore throat and mild fever, not necesarily in that order, but it’s been coming on and off. The funny thing is whenever I go diving, I feel fine. The moment I enter KL and its surrounding areas, I’d fall ill. Perhaps it is due to the fresh air at the islands versus polluted and dusty air here in the Klang valley.

If things go well, next week I’ll be playing golf with my usual kaki‘s again. We were playing almost every weekend in 2003. It’s usually the five of us: Shaking Lee, Daddy In The City, TNB CEO lookalike, Walking Vibrator, and I. TNB CEO lookalike would of course leave after the first three of nine holes (depending on where we were playing) as he would have to rush home to take the wife to buy flowers in Sungai Buloh. The usual gang would be the other four. The last real game we played together was at Monterez on December 31st, 2003. After that Walking Vibrator and I were most of the time stationed in Langkawi, while Shaking Lee and Daddy In The City would be hurrying to ship unfinished products to Langkawi for Walking Vibrator and I to pass to the client, Penjejak Awan, who was then working for another company. For the record, Penjejak Awan was offered VSS in the same year, joined us to market unfinished products, almost got Bangladeshi PR, then left to rejoin the company he originally worked for. I’m sure if there is another round of VSS, he will take up the offer, get the money, and rejoin the company a couple of years later. TNB CEO lookalike’s classmate’s wife did that too. Working for the same organisation Penjejak Awan did (albeit different subsidiaries), took up the VSS offer, stayed home for about a year, and now rejoins as a contract worker in the same company, earning slightly higher.

So the unfinished project took up most of our time and there was only once in between when we went to the driving range together to whack balls…not that we weren’t already doing the same then in the office: banging balls.

My last game of golf was with Chalky26, also in 2004…early April to be exact, at the Palm Springs in Port Dickson. We were at the 4th or 5th hole when I received an emergency call and had to forgo the game to attend to that emergency.

My golf balls, set and shoes have been picking up dust. The balls have been serious object of contentions between my younger son and daughter, and reason for the destruction of one of the coffee tables.

Time to hit the fairway again, and hopefully, a few other golfers each time I tee-off.

Flying Days

Resetting the Storch's flaps

I went through my pilot logbook. The last flight I did was on the 26th August 2000. Over 6 years ago. It was from Sempang (Sungai besi airport) to R236 training area, in a Cessna 172.

I’ve flown the Bulldog B100, Pilatus PC-7, Cessna 172, Storch Experimental Aircraft, Zodiac Experimental Aircraft, RV-6 Experimental Aircraft, and the Buckeye (seen in James Bond’s “The World Is Not Enough”). I didn’t fly that much in 2000; I only clocked 17 hours and 36 minutes. The longest haul in 2000 was from Sempang-Ipoh-Sitiawan-Ipoh, second longest was Sempang-Ipoh and Sempang-Subang. Shortest flight with a destination was Sempang-Subang-Sempang to refuel the aircraft at Subang airport.

Record-wise, my longest haul flight was Alor Setar-Sempang. Second longest would be either Butterworth-Sempang, or Butterworth-Subang (vice versa), or Johor Bahru-Sempang. Those were done in the 1990s.

5 days after my last flight was my last skydive. That was done over Dataran Merdeka in conjunction with the Merdeka day parade.

2001 – I was busy windsurfing, fishing and jet-skiing, and did my third and last Malaysian record.

2002 – I was busy with the Indera Kayangan, Ketari and Anak Bukit by-elections.

2003 – I was back into golf after a 12-year sabbatical.

2004 – I was busy doing stupid things for the company, or was it doing things for the stupid company?

2005 – I was back scuba diving after a 10-year break.

Scuba is still the best and most relaxing thing to do.

Loneliness

Peacemaker - ethaimusic.com

I was watching Astro’s Channel 8 (Prima) and “Freshie’s High School”, a Thai series, had just finished being aired. Then they showed Mai Charoenpura’s music video, followed by Peacemaker’s “Ngao.” I sat up and sang the song softly. This is one song that has a story of its own.

It was late January of 2004. My colleague, Muaazam, and I, were in Krungthep (Bangkok to the rest) to see our partner, Pathiparn, there. As Pathiparn had to entertain clients from South Korea (golf and dinner), he promised to call us as soon as he’d finish. So Muaazam and I had dinner at this North Indian restaurant just off Sukhumvit soi 8, and before we could finish, Pathiparn called asking us to meet him at the car park adjacent to the Tesco’s at On-Nut sky train station. So we rushed to meet Pathiparn there. So we rushed to the Nana BTS station, passed Asoke, Phrom Pong, Ekkamai, and Phrakanong (where Nang Nak lived) stations before reaching the terminal at On-Nut. Pathiparn was there. We were supposed to have a discussion. So Pathiparn asked us to get into his car and off we went, towards Sukhumvit 24. A left turn there and a few minutes later, we were at Club Orbit. So I said to Pathiparn that we were supposed to have a discussion. He turned and said, “Khun Rahmat, everytime you are in Bangkok you are always working. Tonight is after office hours. Tomorrow we will discuss.”

Okay…fine. In we went. Apparently the bouncers and receptionists there know Pathiparn well. The live band was excellent and we sat at the bar. Club Orbit’s a bit like Coyote Ugly..but the gentlemen’s version. Beautiful girls, well-dressed albeit sexily, were dancing on the bar top. I glanced and saw Muaazam enjoying the view.

“You okay bro?” I asked. Muaazam just said, “I don’t know which one to take back to meet my mom!” Yup, the girls were real stunners. But you can see but no touch. The “butterflies” were equally good-looking. These are girls who hop from client to client. In the end Pathiparn told the girls that we are Malaysians…so they never left us. The girls who attended to me were Ice (on the bar top), and Jo (the butterfly).

In between the live band’s sets, they played some nice songs, one was by Ten Teerapak called “Nab Neung” or “Count One” in English, and then Peacemaker’s “Ngao” or “Loneliness.” So as I slow-danced with Jo, I asked her whose song it is, and she told me who the singers were. To cut a long story short, we left Club Orbit at 4am Malaysian time. I didn’t think we would have made it back to the hotel with Pathiparn, by then dubbed “Partyman” by Muaazam and I, being totally wasted and was at the wheel. We met Pathiparn later (around 11am), as promised, and settled our work, then headed out to Siam Square to buy Ten Teerapak’s and Peacemaker’s CD.

Two months later, I was back in Krungthep on business, and had dinner at Yok Yor across the Chao Phraya river from Saphan Thaksin…and the one-man show there sang “Ngao.” When Muaazam and I were stationed for four months in Langkawi, we’d listen to Peacemaker and “Ngao” again and again.

Even during business trips to Southern Thailand with Naddy Nad and Chalky26 later that year, I’d sing the song at karaoke lounges.

The group Peacemaker has since broken up, but Muaazam went back to Krungthep with his girlfriend (taking ice to the North Pole) to buy that particular CD.

And I still hum the song whenever I feel lonely…

It’s high time I go back to Meuang Thai.

How Islamic Are The Islamic Authorities? – Part 2

The Director-General of the Malaysian Islamic Development Department (JAKIM) yesterday dismissed the view of the Perlis mufti as the view of “one man”. He is disputing the mufti‘s view that the act of embarrassing couples found in close proximity is unIslamic. The mufti had said that such act would only bring about defiance and anger and would not make the offenders repent.

I for one find it very regressing for Islam as it will only encourage those with frail faith to leave the religion after seeing such ridiculous acts and brand Islam as being an infringement on human rights. Well, it has happened before and it will carry on happening if people do not go back to the basic fundamentals of Islam which is Iqra’ (read). That was the first thing that God had passed onto Muhammad (pbuh): to learn.

Education is still the best way to curb offences. And those who do not believe in God’s words (including those who dispute the contents of the al-Quran as the DG did), God has promised them hellfire and they will remain in it.

MEASAT-3

Boeing 601HP MEASAT-3

MEASAT-3 was launched early this morning. I missed the launch which was shown live on TV1. I didn’t miss the first two launches 10 years ago when they launched them from Arianspace’s launch site in French Guyana. This time it was from Baikonur, Kazakhstan.

My Sis, Gee

Gee with Fazira

My daughter Fazira had wanted to meet up with Gee for so long. So one day I made that happen.

Thanks, sis. I know how busy you are with promoting your new album and so on. But you made it there for us.