Trust yourself and keep believing.

I've been avoiding this space for quite some time. No good reasoning for that and I still couldn't do away with my guilt for not penning on this space. Nevertheless, let's not get there coz what more important is the posting today.

My encounter with my former preparatory school (prep school) prefect whom I haven't met since he left school in 1992 is a better talking point. Coincidentally, me and Ahpek were at SME expo last Friday and we bumped into him at the same exhibition hall. In fact he's the one who approach us first! After so many years, surprisingly he still can recall us by name. Hence, we decided for a coffee chat before his next meeting elsewhere. Furthermore, It always good to start back one good relationship with the person who indirectly has shape your life in MCKK. ;)

Ruzaimi Mat Rani or best known to us as 'Fect Mimi' stay with us, the first formers in prep school for a year. He was the first fifth former we encountered the first day we arrived in MCKK. I can still remember his commanding voice telling us to get ourselves ready for Maghrib that day after we shed tears saying goodbyes to our families. And those honest look in his eyes had gave us an assurance - 'now you are a young boy embarking a new chapter of your life; so don't worry coz everything would be just fine'. His charisma did well to this young boy that day at least.

Tempat lama lagikan dikenang, Inikan pula 'The Malay College' ku

The OBW 09 in Kuala Kangsar was a special event in my calendar year. I decided to go back a bit later rather than the usual late friday evening lurching down to Kuala Kangsar. I opted for more leisure drive down PLUS highway with two comrades, adiq and mafia on Saturday morning though. It should have been a fourth member to complete our 'beatles' tour to KK but we were dumped by him in the last minutes. Too bad! Nevertheless, the show must go on and we were already there in KK by noon.

As usual, the first pit stop would be the school itself. I wonder after so many years of going back to koleq, the same feeling of anxiety still there to be felt. I wonder if its only me but the eagerness shown on the face of my two pals reflects that we shared a common sentiment. Our arrival was not received by thousand of adoring fans but rather a quiet mood. Strange that it seems but for the past years of MCOBA Old Boys Weekend, the tranquil atmosphere was too obvious to be seen. Maybe of the nation recession effects or perhaps the OBW has lost its touch to the old boys?! I couldn't answer but I do hope this cooling period would rather temporary and the spirit of Old boys weekend would be restored.

After a few hi's and hello's to fellow old boys. It's time for some souvenirs! This year quite a number of old boys turned fund raising committee to help their adopted sports team. I decided to help the Mighty Ducks Fund Raising Campaign at their Kapet's Yengko and ordered 3 t shirt. It cost me like RM200 for 3.. sigh, budak koleq memang pandai manipulate yet you still feel obliged to give a supporting hand... rite, Hope it really helps, guys! :)

Kadir, Tony and Ayul was there even earlier. They enjoyed themselves capturing pictures at the field. While others like Old Man and Opeq was on the field playing hockey, Senoq and the cricketeers willling to put themselves under the sun on the innings. Geng Alphard (ajis, abe, bachin, bothaq, buja modaq and zef) were nowhere to be seen. Probably still sleeping after a night out in Ipoh.

Now perut has started singing, it's time for lunch.

We should had our lunch at the favourable Saudiah. Unfortunate, it was full house. Even our former juniors back in koleq didn't care to offer their seat anymore. Well over the years, you will lose your King of School title when the junior will become super senior and you ended as another old boys. How time has flies and you could see yourself now 'duduk sama rendah dan berdiri sama tinggi' with everyone. We conceded defeat and left to Seri Kangsar for our lunch. It was a good decision as the place was even better and spacious for the 8 of us. The food was not bad either. During lunch most of the talks was about tonite FA cup semis which 3 of the big four will be playing.

It's 5pm and I was preparing myself for our annual football match with the F1. We have started the tradition since 3 years ago by having an exhibition match with the F1. It was a good call anyway as it excites people to come back to koleq and have a go again on Padang Prep School. Lucky it wasn't raining. The F1 looked rather jaded from another game much earlier in the morning. That shouldn't be a case to underestimate them as some of them were really darn good! We were closed to lose but in such situation, experience did count. We manage to beat them by a slim 3-2 scoreline. Overall, main bola after long hiatus memang pancit giler!

gambar sebelum pancit! courtesy modaq

That nite was rather ordinary but we still manage to get everyone together for dinner at Benteng. Not a bad idea though as there was a fireworks celebration at Lembah in conjunction with the royal highness Sultan Perak's birthday. We joined the other for the concert a bit later. Some songs were refreshing but overall the concert was never up to the standard it was used to be. Maybe a lil bit of tweaking need to be done somewhere. I would rather spending my time watching Arsenal playing Chelsea on FA semi final. Though the young guns was attacking all cylinders, it was never meant for them to be in the final. They lost to a stronger Chelsea 1 -2. I could not take it anymore and found my way back to Safari for a snoring session with Che mie.

Sunday came by, i was late for the traditional rugby match at the field. The night before some of the rugby boys (OB) were planning to have another back to back win against the boys since 2000 but against all odds, the present boys survived the demolishing and indeed they themselves turned winner by a slightest margin (2 pts conversion since both teams has 3 tries a piece). I left padang and hopped for a few shots with Kadir and Ayul who were the regular models. Had a brief encounter with Hasnul, the wife of Cikun and we talked about life and family. I excused myself when adiq came calling for our journey back home.

There was no drama nor I am a drama queen myself. But life in Koleq will always be interesting even it was only for one short weekend. Going to miss koleq once again.. 

As always, MCKK will open its door to the custodians for as long as another 100 years...

Life was like a box of chocolates...

Today; the most anticipated announcement on media would be the SPM results. It would be either celebrated with joy or accepted in despair. Which ever which... take it as it go. This is not the end of the world yet it is only the beginning to life. My brother is also one of many SPM aspirants who would seek his destiny today. I hope he will do good or maybe even better than me. Good luck, eh bro!

I still remember the day I went back to koleq for my SPM result. It wasn't a cool day after all. Many of us come back with different kind of afterschool styles. It was the opportunity to show off a lil bit especially when one came with design jeans and rugged rock t shirt and walk in front of teachers especially those who you despised all along with a bit of character (read: dengan lagaknya) but indeed, you give some respects to these teachers. I think it was kind over to do such things  just to prove you are no longer a  student anymore.

I was not one of the top students back then when the results came out. In fact, I was unfortunate to be amongst the 'agregat lebih 10' . Unlike my other peers who excelled in their result, i was left all alone thinking what i did wrong. For a boarding school student to get any less that 10 agregate was unacceptable, i thought. It really hit me and it took me some weeks to get it over...

Looking back after 13 years, i believe my SPM results really served me well. It still help me for a place in UiTM. It has encouraged me to perform even better in my studies at university level . It led me to a different kind of life and met different set of peoples.  and today  I am  grateful that I took the path I've taken which my SPM result has been a part influential.  It has been a whining yet a beautiful life after all.

As Mr Forrest gump said it;

"My momma always said, "Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." 

I hope I will capture more in life because the world we live in is worth fighting for.

MCOBA OBW 08 - after 12 years

Malay College

it has been 12 years since i left my beloved MCKK. Yet, it always remain as the same.

last weekend was a time for us to reminisce those good old days, completing a full circle of pilgrimage to this sacred town of kuala kangsar.

my batch as usual came in groups and we've become a regular in this obw event.

At least 20 of us attended and had a good time with each other, again. Whether in a small space at saudiah, or even at the best cendol in town.. the same old jokes and stories will be repeated again and again.. oh boy, i wonder when will we grow uP?! :)

we had our fair share of memories. we have our dream too. It all has begun in this place call 'koleq'

here are the list (some) who made it.


dayat the designer aka cookies man


abg mafia - sapa nak beli unit trust?!

adiq - klon nabil raja lawak; now his own printing house


bachin - stok tak TB (read: abe)

wohooo.. super duper ob!

ahpek - still maintain but with some obvious lost

pau ada ka?!

kadir in his element

kichi melantak sebelum game.. one of reason kita kalah.

chip class of 04.. klon shahman class of 96!

long beach.. those days are gone

it is about time to initiate something otherwise long beach will fade away in history.

yazid - now a manager in taiping resort.

dayat at his usual best

masa angin still cukup to catch up with the game. First half leading 3-1

capture of some rugby action...

which i eventually join in the last dying minutes :D

bobby class of 98 celebrating his 10th years by scoring a try.

and jeff always the hero.

see u guys next year. god's will