My respected brothers and distinguished Gentleman,
We've got a date to book. January 26th 2008. Please circle your calendars, block your diaries, update your organizers, inform your PAs, bribe your wives, and do whatever if you have to, but please attend our big get together gathering, with nothing else in mind, but to eratkan tali siratulrahim antara kita, family members of Class of '93.
Attached here with are the unofficial minutes which I have had been (un)fortunate enough to compile for the sake of all not present but concern and care about all of our fellow brothers whom we have shared so much with during our time in Koleq.
Of course, the main agenda would be to select among us, those entrusted to carry on the torch burning, 15 years after we leave school, for us to move as on again as a single entity and to contribute to the general people at large. In this gathering, we hope to renew old ties, bury old hatchets, and forged new friendship as we try to live within the Koleq spirit within us, in any way that we can.
The selection of our Class of '93 Batch Committee would be deemed futile and syok sendiri, if the turn out to elect them is only a handful. It is the hope of the pro-tem organizers, headed volunteerily by Sdr Poen and heavily aided by his special AJKs (who were elected by virtue of attending Saturdays function, nonetheless had pledged their utmost commitment to the cause) to get the maximum attendance to this function, which also coincides with our 15 years upon leaving Koleq.
For 15 years we have been operating in an adhoc and makeshifts manner while many of us pursue the roads of academic, marry and struggle with the day to day operational life demand. Now that the majority of us has more or less settle down, it is time we get organized for the sake of distributing the charity that we are capable of, in view of menjaga dan mengharumkan nama baik Koleq dan mengeratkan hubungan siratulrahim antara semua anggota Class of '93. All are welcome to this event, including Norman Hakim, Mok Niza, Zahari, Hardy, Rahmat Iskandar, to name a few and every one who had in any way been associated with us from day one till the graduation of Class of '93. So if any of you know their whereabouts, please, do inform them of this gracious invitation.
Lets make this event a tremendous success of the new year. With ample notice, dedication and support form all of us, we can hope to rekindle the spirit of camaderie (no kechoq, nobody dearie in particular J ) between us that is the epitome of our Malay College trademark, the band of brothers and its enviable brotherhood of unity.
The date I am priviledge to inform is January 26, 2007 . Venue is tentatively at Kelab Shah Alam.
On a separate note, the majlis tahlil for Arwah Shahrol Nizam and Kamal Erfan went smoothly. The invited Ustaz was pleasant in leading the bacaan tahlil and doa selamat in the event. The food by Sdr Bob Caterer prove to be enough for tea, dinner and supper and the free flow air sirap laced with limau and kopi O sees that the thirst is quenched. The turnout was naturally a bit low, but considerably acceptable considering the busy nature of many of us, nevertheless as we are so fond of saying, better to have some reps than none at all.
There are rooms of improvement that we can work on, it all depends on the success of us updating the batch register and keeping in touch with each other.
I stayed back with Alie, Kicap, Pron, Bob, Hongue, Yo, CD, Sadat, Yazeed, Izzat, Soed till the closing, and the chat we had was like a dejavu scene from a common room setting in Big School. Armed with cushion pillows on the floor, tobacco and slices of limau, we talked about many many things Koleq. One chat led to another, and 14 years after I left school, only did I know that it was Aris who were the only one really blowing the err-whatever- he-was-blowing instrument in the Band team. The rest were merely play-acting, and according to Kicap, there were a few other juniours in the band team who could play as well. From band, next thing we know we were profiling every body to their Tuesday activities. The cadets, the scouts, cadet bomba, the pbsm and its scandalous gossips. Before long, conversation turns to sukan tara (don't asked me how it got there) and during this conversation that Yo inform us that all the Piala Pusingan in the Year 93 had no records shown, as Koleq kinda 'lost' them. We agreed to somehow push this bit of important revelation into the Minutes section, in Other related maters although it wasn't discussed at that time. Obviously, somebody needs to address the issue, and set the records straight while we are still not too old to remember. It is already a gargantuan task to recalled what Jengkalona's real name was, prompting Bob to offer an RM 10 bet to anyone who could deliver his real name in that forum. Much to the dismay of Bob, Pron managed to deliver an injury time 'shukri' to the 'ahhhs' and laughter from everybody who seem to agreed that was Jengka's real name. I wouldn't know, though I could strangely remember how he was assigned the nickname to start with. (Jengs- jgn marah aku)We remember many other strange things that happened years ago, notably on how Dud managed to sail clear in the high jump events. To this day, I still couldn't compute the logic on how Dud was able to defy the gravity at big school. Back in 1992,, he was probably just a few kilos less than me, but I felt like the gravity was pulling me with a G-force magnitude. Somebody suggested that a rematch of 100m inter house took place, and that somebody after seeing Fauzi Rosli aka Dadar, (a former Sulaiman House sprinter) recently, conveniently declared to me that Leyman can forget whatever slim chances they had about winning. (was it you Soed?)
I cant go on rambling about that night, but I am sure you could imagine that sense of dejavu I talked about. Its like we never leave that school, because Soed look so bloody who he used to be, and CD is the same version except for the additional jambang attached to his face, like an option form the altar you could select in Yahoo. Yazeed, okay Yazeed did transform like his Transformers msg alert, and somehow the nick Gumox really doesn't seems applicable no more. Yazeed is now slim and he did contributed in the meeting in real live mode, prompting Hongue and the rest to quickly remind him- woi –ko bukan cakap dalam email jer ke? That aside, the conversation, the laughter, the Bob-Alie-Sadat tag team of cracking jokes out of anything and everything, I swear I couldn't find a better place to heal. And to think all this took place without Mamaque, Pogym, Niko and the rest, I look forward to another event of such gathering.
Deep in my heart, I knew both arwah's would have approved the spirit friendship and family-like reunion we had that night. Trust me, it's not for sale. The feeling is magic.
Ucop.
We've got a date to book. January 26th 2008. Please circle your calendars, block your diaries, update your organizers, inform your PAs, bribe your wives, and do whatever if you have to, but please attend our big get together gathering, with nothing else in mind, but to eratkan tali siratulrahim antara kita, family members of Class of '93.
Attached here with are the unofficial minutes which I have had been (un)fortunate enough to compile for the sake of all not present but concern and care about all of our fellow brothers whom we have shared so much with during our time in Koleq.
Of course, the main agenda would be to select among us, those entrusted to carry on the torch burning, 15 years after we leave school, for us to move as on again as a single entity and to contribute to the general people at large. In this gathering, we hope to renew old ties, bury old hatchets, and forged new friendship as we try to live within the Koleq spirit within us, in any way that we can.
The selection of our Class of '93 Batch Committee would be deemed futile and syok sendiri, if the turn out to elect them is only a handful. It is the hope of the pro-tem organizers, headed volunteerily by Sdr Poen and heavily aided by his special AJKs (who were elected by virtue of attending Saturdays function, nonetheless had pledged their utmost commitment to the cause) to get the maximum attendance to this function, which also coincides with our 15 years upon leaving Koleq.
For 15 years we have been operating in an adhoc and makeshifts manner while many of us pursue the roads of academic, marry and struggle with the day to day operational life demand. Now that the majority of us has more or less settle down, it is time we get organized for the sake of distributing the charity that we are capable of, in view of menjaga dan mengharumkan nama baik Koleq dan mengeratkan hubungan siratulrahim antara semua anggota Class of '93. All are welcome to this event, including Norman Hakim, Mok Niza, Zahari, Hardy, Rahmat Iskandar, to name a few and every one who had in any way been associated with us from day one till the graduation of Class of '93. So if any of you know their whereabouts, please, do inform them of this gracious invitation.
Lets make this event a tremendous success of the new year. With ample notice, dedication and support form all of us, we can hope to rekindle the spirit of camaderie (no kechoq, nobody dearie in particular J ) between us that is the epitome of our Malay College trademark, the band of brothers and its enviable brotherhood of unity.
The date I am priviledge to inform is January 26, 2007 . Venue is tentatively at Kelab Shah Alam.
On a separate note, the majlis tahlil for Arwah Shahrol Nizam and Kamal Erfan went smoothly. The invited Ustaz was pleasant in leading the bacaan tahlil and doa selamat in the event. The food by Sdr Bob Caterer prove to be enough for tea, dinner and supper and the free flow air sirap laced with limau and kopi O sees that the thirst is quenched. The turnout was naturally a bit low, but considerably acceptable considering the busy nature of many of us, nevertheless as we are so fond of saying, better to have some reps than none at all.
There are rooms of improvement that we can work on, it all depends on the success of us updating the batch register and keeping in touch with each other.
I stayed back with Alie, Kicap, Pron, Bob, Hongue, Yo, CD, Sadat, Yazeed, Izzat, Soed till the closing, and the chat we had was like a dejavu scene from a common room setting in Big School. Armed with cushion pillows on the floor, tobacco and slices of limau, we talked about many many things Koleq. One chat led to another, and 14 years after I left school, only did I know that it was Aris who were the only one really blowing the err-whatever- he-was-blowing instrument in the Band team. The rest were merely play-acting, and according to Kicap, there were a few other juniours in the band team who could play as well. From band, next thing we know we were profiling every body to their Tuesday activities. The cadets, the scouts, cadet bomba, the pbsm and its scandalous gossips. Before long, conversation turns to sukan tara (don't asked me how it got there) and during this conversation that Yo inform us that all the Piala Pusingan in the Year 93 had no records shown, as Koleq kinda 'lost' them. We agreed to somehow push this bit of important revelation into the Minutes section, in Other related maters although it wasn't discussed at that time. Obviously, somebody needs to address the issue, and set the records straight while we are still not too old to remember. It is already a gargantuan task to recalled what Jengkalona's real name was, prompting Bob to offer an RM 10 bet to anyone who could deliver his real name in that forum. Much to the dismay of Bob, Pron managed to deliver an injury time 'shukri' to the 'ahhhs' and laughter from everybody who seem to agreed that was Jengka's real name. I wouldn't know, though I could strangely remember how he was assigned the nickname to start with. (Jengs- jgn marah aku)We remember many other strange things that happened years ago, notably on how Dud managed to sail clear in the high jump events. To this day, I still couldn't compute the logic on how Dud was able to defy the gravity at big school. Back in 1992,, he was probably just a few kilos less than me, but I felt like the gravity was pulling me with a G-force magnitude. Somebody suggested that a rematch of 100m inter house took place, and that somebody after seeing Fauzi Rosli aka Dadar, (a former Sulaiman House sprinter) recently, conveniently declared to me that Leyman can forget whatever slim chances they had about winning. (was it you Soed?)
I cant go on rambling about that night, but I am sure you could imagine that sense of dejavu I talked about. Its like we never leave that school, because Soed look so bloody who he used to be, and CD is the same version except for the additional jambang attached to his face, like an option form the altar you could select in Yahoo. Yazeed, okay Yazeed did transform like his Transformers msg alert, and somehow the nick Gumox really doesn't seems applicable no more. Yazeed is now slim and he did contributed in the meeting in real live mode, prompting Hongue and the rest to quickly remind him- woi –ko bukan cakap dalam email jer ke? That aside, the conversation, the laughter, the Bob-Alie-Sadat tag team of cracking jokes out of anything and everything, I swear I couldn't find a better place to heal. And to think all this took place without Mamaque, Pogym, Niko and the rest, I look forward to another event of such gathering.
Deep in my heart, I knew both arwah's would have approved the spirit friendship and family-like reunion we had that night. Trust me, it's not for sale. The feeling is magic.
Ucop.
3 comments:
bob utang aku $10...
sapa distinguished gentleman tu?
distinguished gentelman
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