Saturday, November 17, 2012

“Memories that never fade but with brightness that lingers on; YH DATO' ABDUL RAHMAN ISMAIL.


MY FATHER:

An overview of my opinion as his eldest son: Right from small he has been serious with his sons but more laissez-faire with his daughters. He is always firm and focus in whatever he does and expects other family members to be like him. He believes in independence and gave leadership training right from small. I was trained to handle sundry purchases and monthly provision at age of twelve.

After my HSC: I was called to sit down with him one morning and he started asserting as follows:

“Sit down I want to talk to you!”
“Look, I have given you your basic education and my responsibility is over; apa yang ada dirumah ni you can have it…more than that no!”  “kalau nak jadi orang buat sendiri!”

After mentioning that in hardly one minute he walk away and left me thinking..really thinking on the decision he choose  to do that and also wondered what make him say such!


Looking back that was the best advice he gave me!

From then on, I changed my mind-set from an obedient refer to parents for any decision to being independent and be more self reliance in everything I do. Indeed that training made me a better person, held responsible positions in associations and youth movements at a very young age. I was 4B Youth movement State Information Chief at the age of 20. Pro tem committee of 4B Cooperative Malaysia at 21. Managed a commercial bank branch office at age 32.


A self made man:

He did not go through proper education only completed standard 5 before the war. He was able to talk Japanese, read and write  Chinese (Mandarin). After the war, attended Agricultural School, Serdang. Later attended Diploma in Agriculture at Agriculture College, Serdang now UPM; his contemporary includes Tan Seri Arshad Ayub and Tan Seri Rasdan Baba. In early 60’s attended management training in Asian Institute of Management, Makati, Manila (AIM) and in 1963 attended a three months study tour to Taiwan under UNFO programme. He was responsible to setting up Farmers Association, Pahang and the landmark building of the association name given by him “Puriwirawan” in Jalan Gambut/Bukit Ubi , Kuantan. Other GLCs include LKPP and DARA.


When I bought a vespa scooter 1972:

He reminded me not to carry my younger brother Shamsul on the vespa worried of accident. He owned a motorcycle Triumph Tiger 100 in the early 50’s . One day he did ask me for the switch and ride the vespa to the nearby sundry shop to buy cigarette.
Still strict on discipline but do have passion for riding!


1972 floods in Paya Besar:

Kuantan district was prone to floods especially during the monsoon months of December through March. Situation was worse in the 70’s as there were not much irrigation system in place. Father was then the Pahang Agriculture Training Officer, with office at the Pusat Latehan Pertanian, Paya Besar, Kuantan

I remember in December 1972, there was heavy down pour and Paya Besar was flooded. I was then  a junior officer of Public Bank Berhad, Kuantan Branch. He came to town in a JKR lorry as the road was not passable to motorcars and stop at the bank to ask me to send him home. I agreed and sent him in my Volkswagen NC 5890. The moment he was in the car in the heavy rain he requested for cigarette!

I was a smoker but never smoke in front of him. I opened the car glove box and gave him a packet of Rothmans. He took it and started smoking….without any remark or comments!!


General Election 1976:

He was a close friend in comradeship during the pre independence days with Tun Abdul Razak Hussain the second Prime Minister of Malaysia. Both were captains in Force 136. In the 1976 general election he was selected by Tun Razak, Pahang UMNO to stand for election as State Assemblyman for Batu Talam constituency. Run up to the Election Day I was not much able to help him in his campaign trail in Batu Talam due to work commitments.

To give him the moral support I was a counting agent for Perikatan (Barisan Nasional) and was in the Raub Jublee Hall during the counting of votes. I was the first person to congratulate him and my uncle En. Abdullah Majid the  Parliamentary candidate for Raub .

My father rented a two room apartment in Raub. That night I prepared coffee and served biscuits to all supporters who came to congratulate him. We slept rather late that night to follow TV news on the overall national results of the election. In the following morning I had a pleasant surprise as I woke up late; my father had prepared breakfast with nasi lemak, some kueh and coffee. I really felt that we were more of close friends than parental relationship.


Speech Wriring:

As I was active in youth movements there were situations when he requested me to assist him in giving inputs for his speech on current development and youth activities.

As a Deputy Menteri Besar he was a hands-on man. He woke up early every morning and does his own writing and typing with his ‘Royal typewriter’.


Bedridden 1978:

Due to severe sinus which was cancerous he was bedridden for almost one year. I noted during that period he was calm and positive in facing reality of his failing health. It was my sister Faridah that gave the most support to him.

I was holding his hands when he lost his last breath. My mother and a physician were by his side.

In conclusion, for the upbringing, training and guidance given by my father and mother and being the first in the family of six; three boys & three girls, I realize that I have been molded for what I am today.

In many situations I realized that I have inherited most of the character and traits that was very much my father. This includes little tolerance in sloppy work. The need to be focus and get the job done attitude. Work smart and play hard. Nothing comes easy. In the free time do have time to listen to music and watch movies; his favorite TV programme was news , ‘music appreciation’ and ‘High Chaparral.’

When he choose to stand for state assembly member for Batu Talam his deciding statement was: “ …politics is dirty….but I don’t care..I will do it my way!”


No comments:

Post a Comment