I wonder, what do you guys pray for bapak?
In my case, its a matter of (1) ampunkan dosa (2) terima taubat (3) terima ibadat (4) keselesaan di alam barzakh (5) digolongkan antara orang muslimin di waktu Akhirat...
Personally, I find my prayers too short! Does anyone of you have a more detailed version that we all can share?
Friday, April 25, 2008
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Balik Kampung
The short trip back to Tampok surfaced many wonderful memories from the past with him.
How at the R&R stop he would be the first to go to the toilet and then while waiting for us, stretch his arms after a long drive, look at people, and when everyone is out he would ask us "Dah siap?" before we continue. He would also quip about the funny things people do around him while he was waiting for us.
In the car the whole family would take turns making jokes, sometimes about each other! I remember the many times where we would crack a stupid joke, and he would just sit with a blank face and then said "Hmm..tak faham la." Then Cha and me would spend the next 5 minutes explaining the whole joke to him.
In Tampok, he always told me that when Arwah Fuang Ambok was alive, he would wake up early as usual to find a copy of the New Straits Times waiting for him at the verandah. The religious discussions with Fuang Mamak were always a highlight of his visit there. I remember one morning Nazmi, me and himself were watching TV at the lounge upstairs. While attentively watching the show on TV, he in an almost nonchalant manner, released a substantial amount of wind from the back! Complete with the sound effects! I remember Nazmi staring at him in wonder. And he just quietly smiled as he always does.
I will never forget him
How at the R&R stop he would be the first to go to the toilet and then while waiting for us, stretch his arms after a long drive, look at people, and when everyone is out he would ask us "Dah siap?" before we continue. He would also quip about the funny things people do around him while he was waiting for us.
In the car the whole family would take turns making jokes, sometimes about each other! I remember the many times where we would crack a stupid joke, and he would just sit with a blank face and then said "Hmm..tak faham la." Then Cha and me would spend the next 5 minutes explaining the whole joke to him.
In Tampok, he always told me that when Arwah Fuang Ambok was alive, he would wake up early as usual to find a copy of the New Straits Times waiting for him at the verandah. The religious discussions with Fuang Mamak were always a highlight of his visit there. I remember one morning Nazmi, me and himself were watching TV at the lounge upstairs. While attentively watching the show on TV, he in an almost nonchalant manner, released a substantial amount of wind from the back! Complete with the sound effects! I remember Nazmi staring at him in wonder. And he just quietly smiled as he always does.
I will never forget him
Friday, April 4, 2008
A tribute...
This was forwarded by Lee See Kenn
A tribute from Mr Mark Lauby. Mark was a close colleague, previously attached with Electric Power Research Institute, Palo Alto, CA (a leading power-related research institute in the US). Mark has always liaised with TNBR on power-related research areas, but it was only during the late Dr Salim's tenure that firm collaboration took place, whereby TNBR engaged EPRI on a project in 2003, and EPRI subsequently engaged TNBR for their project in Delhi, India in 2005.
A tribute from Mr Mark Lauby. Mark was a close colleague, previously attached with Electric Power Research Institute, Palo Alto, CA (a leading power-related research institute in the US). Mark has always liaised with TNBR on power-related research areas, but it was only during the late Dr Salim's tenure that firm collaboration took place, whereby TNBR engaged EPRI on a project in 2003, and EPRI subsequently engaged TNBR for their project in Delhi, India in 2005.
See Kenn,
I am shocked to hear of Dr. Salim's passing, who was fit and strong. I found him a true gentleman, in the strictest meaning of the words, who was open to other's thoughts and welcome ideas for change.
I feel a part of me has left with Dr. Salim. I send my sincerest sympathies to his family, who must find peace in the knowledge of his kind soul and warm heart.
He will be missed in this world, God take care of him I the next.
Warmest Regards,
Mark G. Lauby
Manager, Reliability Assessments
North American Electric Reliability Corporation (NERC)
116 - 390 Village Boulevard
Princeton, New Jersey 08540Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Something we found
As you all would know, our dad never really the type to filed up or even memorise lyrics. He always got the wrong words for Ning's lyrics!! But Lan found Stevie Wonder's "I just called to say I Love You" lyric, in his own writing amongst his neatly arranged files.
So here is the lyric, exactly as been written on the paper.
I Just Called To Say I Love You
Stevie Wonder
No New Year's Day to celebrate
No chocolate covered candy hearts to give away
No first of spring
no song to sing
In fact here's just another ordinary day
No April rain
No flowers bloom
No wedding Saturday within the month of June
But what it is, is something true
Made up of those these words that I must say to you
I just called to say I Love You
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I Love You
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart
No summer's high
No warm July
No harvest moon to light me tender August night
No Autunm breeze
No falling leaves
Not even time for birds to fly to southern skies
No Libra sun
No Halloween
No giving thanks to all the Christmas joy you bring
But what it is, though old so new
To fill your hearts like no three wprds could ever do
*Repeat chorus*
of my heart.....
and so it ends.
So here is the lyric, exactly as been written on the paper.
I Just Called To Say I Love You
Stevie Wonder
No New Year's Day to celebrate
No chocolate covered candy hearts to give away
No first of spring
no song to sing
In fact here's just another ordinary day
No April rain
No flowers bloom
No wedding Saturday within the month of June
But what it is, is something true
Made up of those these words that I must say to you
I just called to say I Love You
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I Love You
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart
No summer's high
No warm July
No harvest moon to light me tender August night
No Autunm breeze
No falling leaves
Not even time for birds to fly to southern skies
No Libra sun
No Halloween
No giving thanks to all the Christmas joy you bring
But what it is, though old so new
To fill your hearts like no three wprds could ever do
*Repeat chorus*
of my heart.....
and so it ends.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
a date to remember, a date to remind us all
28 March 2008.
Hj Dr Salim Sairan, 30 January 1952.
Age: 52 Years Old, one month and 29 days.
A marvelous husband, a loving father, a magnificent employer and a doting grandfather.
Alfatihah.
Hj Dr Salim Sairan, 30 January 1952.
Age: 52 Years Old, one month and 29 days.
A marvelous husband, a loving father, a magnificent employer and a doting grandfather.
Alfatihah.
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