On Sunday, we opened the gates to our home at noon to greet a throng of friends and family that flowed until very late that night. Thanks to all who came, it was a pleasure.
I had the pleasure of having my first dinner ever with my dear Bahasa Melayu teacher who I have not seen for a decade. It is truly such a small world; his daughter happens to be my 15-year old sister's best friend. Cikgu Sha'ari was the first person to welcome me to high school, and he encouraged me to write and speak out in the three years that I was privileged to learn from him. Sadly, it seems that I have withered without his support.
"Reza tak bersajak lagi?" he enquired about my verses.
From any other person I'd be laughing my ass off, but "dalam hati saja cikgu," was the weak evasion -- wracking for a unique thought, a cliche... potent portents? Eh, Senyum Kambing 'ajelah...
"Belum boleh luahkan?" Gentle, loaded words. He speaks so sincerely in his quiet way - I have never heard him speak harshly, even when challenged. It is touching that he remembers me that way, and that after all these years.
He hid a blissful smile, then an appreciative laugh when we thought he that would be the next headmaster -- an Albus' peak of his profession. An unforgettable man, a mench in every way.
I will always revere such a master. Maybe that's why I enjoy blogs written by teachers.
Please allow, with respects, untuk cikgu sekalian, yang dirindu
"Genap sewaktu kusejuk terlikat
pabila sentuhan baramu terkerat
di balik bayang tak berkelibat
bukannya lupa... tak teringat..
Maafkan anakanda yang terpasang
Jika ada: terasa ada dipandang hadap,
tiada dipandang belakang.
Singgah pula kamu, pancaran hidayah hangat
Bukan saja bara, bahkan api marak pencucuh bakat--
-- belia, 'Beliau memegun'; pegun, terpegun. Tercegat.
-- Celus dah bayangan tebal menimpa jiwa ->renyah.
Bersama sebentar, waktu dinikmat.
Sepakat saya dengan cik- sahabat?
moga moga terduga lagi hayat,
pertemuan harapanku terpahat;
kita bersama mengira saat.
"How can I forget?" "What?"
(Eh! Menyampuk sendiri; salah tempat!)
) "Apa la mat!" (Gamat)
) Cool, brothers.
Petir kenangan mengiring kata-kata berangkat
Dah terselar sentuhan ingatanmu takkan kulupa walau ke Rabat!
"Maghrib?" "Waktu Tamat?"
Dingin malam sunyi datang berlipat.
Yang robek memang halus... sangat.
Sempat muafakat dilambung ombak saat
bersama sebentar, beransur lambat.
Thank you. Goodbye, until we meet again.