01 September 2011

Pakcik reminisces (Pt 21) – Hujan ditengah hari

More than 70 years ago a sweet sixteen was married to a young teacher, and two years later the couple was blessed with a baby girl. So much adored, being the very first, the baby was given a pet named, Ning. Following that came two baby boys.

When Ning was nine, the family of five moved to England where the father was appointed a lecturer at a Teachers’ training college. Ning continued her primary education at a primary school with local English children.

Leaving for England - for a better future

Three years later the young lecturer left England and became a lecturer at a university in Singapore.

Everything was seen to go well with the family who, by then, had a second daughter.

But it was not all sunshine and rainbows.

At the age of 39, barely one year after taking up his new post, and a few months before celebrating the Merdeka of Tanah Melayu in 1957, the lecturer passed away.


So at 34, the lady, Ning’s loving mother became a single mother and was left alone to raise the four young kids. The loss of her father affected Ning’s progress in education. She had to work soon after finishing school. And the mother chose to remain faithful to the memory of her deceased husband, remaining a single mother all her life. Her first real reward was when her adored Ning was married and, a year later, gave birth to three children, who in turn had ten children who were,naturally, the old lady’s great-grandchildren – a new generation.


So life went on for good many years. The once sweet sixteen was now 88, a great-grand-mother. In April this year she fell ill, but life went on for Ning who has now taken over the role of a grand lady – or should I say the ‘first lady’!

Before the 30th day of last month, the very special month of August, Ning’s three children had planned a special gathering to be held at our home, Nuri, in Terengganu. There was something special about August 2011; firstly, there was Ning’s (and Pakcik’s too, of course) 47th wedding anniversary. Then there were two wedding anniversaries of our first two children, making it three wedding anniversaries in all. There was also the Merdeka anniversary on 31th August. Then there was Hari Raya which fell on 30th, all in the same month of August.

But that was not all. Tuesday 30th was not just any Hari Raya. It was also Ning’s 70th birthday. So, for all intents and purposes, that day ought to be a befitting day of the month to celebrate – (not to mention Pakcik’s own birthday which would fall three days later – just into September.)

As planned, the Hari Raya started all too well with the birthday and delayed wedding anniversaries cakes and all. And that being a Hari Raya, soon after ‘sembahyang Raya’, relatives and friends began to call in – the promise of a wonderful and joyous day.

Disangka panas sampai kepetang, rupanya hujan ditengah hari.

While things were warming up and the family gathered to take group photographs, Ning received a phone call from her sister near Tanjong Malim. Their bed-ridden mother had just passed away. Was this not a divine planning that the faithful wife, the grand old lady chose to breathe her last at the age of 88, on a Hari Raya, on the very exact day, 70 years earlier she gave birth to her first child, Ning? Just imagine how Ning would feel, celebrating her birthday and the Hari Raya to be followed with the death of a very loved one.

It was perfect – the work of the Greatest Planner of all.

So, Pakcik has lost two loving mothers. Fifty years ago my mother passed away while doing her pilgrimage in Mecca. I do not, as a result, have her grave to visit. Then this loving lady, who had been my mother, left us on that very auspicious day of 30th August.

On hearing the sad news, Pakcik made a snap decision to stop our part in the day’s celebration. The next seven hours of Hari Raya saw me driving on a relatively quiet route. We reached the burial ground when the last group was leaving the freshly made grave covered with flowers. There we squatted with tears running down our faces, reciting Al Quran, marking the end of our Hari Raya. We had to stop as the sun had gone down behind range of hills.

The final destination

We planned and planned, and we often forget who the Ultimate Planner is. HE reminds us over and over again in the Quran of HIS overall power ABOVE EVERYTHING.

Above everything

Berkhidmat kerana Tuhan untuk kemanusiaan


1bloghopper said...

إِنَّا لِلّهِ وَإِنَّـا إِلَيْهِ رَاجِعونَ

Cat-from-Sydney said...

Dear Pakcik,
Kita hanya merancang, Allah SWT yang menentukan. Takziah and al-fatihah for your "Ning". She is now in a better place, inshaAllah. purr...meow!

Pak Idrus said...

Thanks for sharing this, the story of life itself. Life is like that. We came and we leave when the time come. I am glad that she had a colorful life. May she rest in peace. Amen.

Awang Goneng said...

Takziah Abang Ngah dan Kak Mah. Semoga Allah membalas jasa almarhumah. Memang Dialah yang menentukan, tidak lebih dari itu.

Memorable trails... said...

My takziah to Pak Chik n family.Al-fatihah for the late courageous lady.semuga ditempatkan di kalangan orang2 yang beriman...Ameen..

Anonymous said...

Dear Pakcik/Salmah

Takziah and Al-Fatihah to the very special lady. Semoga rohnya dihimpunkan bersama orang2 yang soleh.


Ismail aka Pak Mail said...


"Dari Allah kita datang kepada Allah jua kita kembali". Semuga Almarhumah 'ibu' di tempatkan di tempat yang diredhai Allah s.w.t.

Selamat Hari UlangTahun kelahiran juga untuk Pakcik. Semuga Pakcik beroleh kesihatan dan keberkatan dari Allah hendaknya serta beroleh kebahagiaan bersama Makcik.


ninotaziz said...

Al-fatihah. My condolences Pakcik and especially Makcik.

Certainly Allah knows better. I was planning to go toTrengganu, but due to change in plans, we came back thrpugh Cameron Highlands and stayed one night. So today is Pakcik's birthday and mine is tomorrow.
May Allah bless us both.

Anonymous said...

Tuhan Maha Kaya. Condolences to you and family. Al-Fatihah...


Al-Manar said...


Thank you. From time to time I do bloghopping to refresh myself with possible new looks at things. I hope you will bloghop here again and say your piece.

Al-Manar said...


We are all great planners. That much we can claim, nothing beyond. As we do not possess the NINE opportinities, we try to do things right the first time. Thanks.

Al-Manar said...

Pak Idrus,

I think every of us has a colourful life, one way or another - just a question of right colours for the occasions. I thank you for your support with ideas and all.

Al-Manar said...

Awang Goneng,

Begitulah hakikatnya Mi. Begitu pun, seperti Mi sekeluarga jauh merantau, kita terpaksalah juga membuat perancangan. Baik buruknya kita tak dapat menentukan. Harapnya, Mi sekeluarga berggembira dihari raya. Terperanjat dapat telephone dari Mer semalam.

Anonymous said...

Salam takziah dan Al fatihah untuk bonda makcik .

Dan tak lupa untuk pakcik..Happy Birthday!


Al-Manar said...


I know you are one yourself. I hope things are all well. We keep on scoring 'minus one' like it or not. But life must go on.

Al-Manar said...


Thank you for everything, Aminah.

Al-Manar said...


Yang lahir, yang pergi. Itulah hakiktnya. PakMail lebih memahami perasan, kan? Tapi kita terimalah. Semuanya terbaik dari DIA. Kita yang tak memahami.

Al-Manar said...


It has been very tiring for us these few days. How nice it is to be enjoying the cool air up there. in Our earlier years, long long ago, we visited CH every August holidays as a ritual.

Al-Manar said...


We hope to see you around.

Al-Manar said...


Thank you. I wonder if you got my response. If you have not, something has gone wrong with my outgoing mails.

azie said...

salam takziah untuk pakcik dan isteri.

semoga rohnya ditempatkan bersama golongan solehah. amin.

Wan Sharif said...

Salam Takziah to Kak Mah, you and yours and AlFatihah to your "Ning"... tergerak juga nak ke Seberang Maras namun entah kenapa ada saja halangan nya.. agaknya inilah hikmahnya....
Semuga Ramadhan telah membebaskan your "Ning", you and yours dari azabannar.. InsyaALLAH

Al-Manar said...


Begitulah kesudahannya Azie. Kita fikir lah sahaja apa yang berlaku dan mengambil iktibar. Terima kasih datang memberi takziah.

Al-Manar said...

Ayah Wang,

Rupa rupanya ada balik? Biarlah kita jumpa lain kali bila masa mengizinkan Ayah Wang balik. Panjamg umur ada lagi Hari Raya.

Anonymous said...

AK,Takziah from Hasmah and I especially to your Ning The First Lady of your family and AL-Fatihah to the Grand Lady May ALLAH Shower her with Blessings.ZUL.

Sir Pök Déng said...

Takziah. Al-Fatihah. Wahua 'ala kulli syai'in qodiir.

My Tok Nyang (great grandma) passed away during Raya day too.

kaykuala said...

Dear Pak Cik,
Takziah dan alFatihah on Allahyarhammah Ning's demise. A loving mother is irreplaceable. Agreed we can only plan....ALLAH SWT decides.

Wishing you also a belated Birthday wish to be blessed always with prosperity and good health!

Incidentally Sept 03 is Ma'am Ninot's birthday which is also my eldest d'ter Adura's birthday! And Aug 31st was Nabil's and Aug 21 was Norman's (my two cucus) And not forgetting Aug 01 earlier of yours truly!

Wonderful coincidences!!


Nong (Maimon Mohd Top) said...

Salam takziah, Al-Fatihah...

Al-Manar said...


Terima kasih Zul.

Al-Manar said...

Sir Pok Deng,

Suka dan duka seem to go together simultaneously at times. Such is life and we have to be prepared for such eventuality. Thank you.

Al-Manar said...


Coincidences after coincidences. They are truly parts of HIS plan but we, with limited knowledge, fail to see the overall picture. You have a fair share of notable events in August and September as well. Thank you, dear Hank, for the kind words.

Al-Manar said...


And your anniversary is around the same time as well. Congratulations. Thank you for visiing to say takziah to us.

KotaStar said...

SDR AlManar,

Takzizh. Thank you for the story and the picture. Sadly as you said 'Hujan ditengah Hari' atau as I left a title for a photobook to a good friend who lost his wife recently " Hujan Panas Permainan Hari, Senang Susah Permainan Hidup" You have left a nostalgic record of the departure of you mum in law and it will be remembered by the children.I will pass the sad story to friends at our next meeting and only last month Che Gu Baharudin mentioned yr mum in law. Salam to you and family.

yohteh said...

Abg. Hassan... selamat hari raya dan takziah dari saya... (my internet connection baru saja pulih hari ini semenjak 28 Ogos...) agak ketinggalan dalam segala hal...

hidup ini memerlukan kita tabah yang amat...

Al-Manar said...


Dimana beraya tahun ini? Ingat kan Raya yang istimewa tahun ini rupa rupa nya seperti saya ceritakan. Begitulah liku liku hidup.Betul kata saudar " Hujan Panas Permainan Hari, Senang Susah Permainan Hidup"

Saya telephone Cikgu Baharuddin tetang kematian itu kerana dia dan isteri boleh diktakan rapat dengan arwah sekeluarga sewaktu diKirkby. Maalomlah masa merantau yang masa itu amat jauh rasanya.

Salam hormat dari saya suami ieteri.

Al-Manar said...

Abg Hassan rasa hairan mengapa sudah lama tidap tulis posting. Jangan lama sangat nanti habis lari pelawat biasa. Dah puas jengok jengok, tak ada berita baru.

Saya bergi dan balik melalui jalan baru Ajil/Bt Besi. Khabarnya boleh lalu dekat lagi hingga ke dekat Manir. Yohteh tahu. Tolong email kan saya peta lebih kurang. Saya nak cuba.

Harapnya hari raya yang penuh suasana kegembiraan. Kita tak guna kenang sangat yang dah berlalu. Hadiahkan apa apa bacaan yang patut diiringi doa.

Anonymous said...

Salam Pak Cik...

When I first read your post, I thought the story was about Makcik as I remembered those days I'd read a book about 'Ning' given by you. Deepest condolence I wish to Pakcik and family.
I'm sorry for not visiting you on Hari Raya day itself- as I've never done so, right? [what a shame] It is just as you said,'We planned and planned, and we often forget who the Ultimate Planner is'. I was planning to visit your house on the second day of Hari Raya with Aishah but she mentioned you were away until Friday. Then on Friday itself, I had to go to Kelantan with my family. Frustrated, I really want to meet you. I want to share so many things regarding my journey as a student here but those words won't come out when I am in front of you. Pakcik, please stay healthy.

p/S: Believe it or not reading your blog helps me improve my English

Al-Manar said...


Every day I live is a hari raya to me, one more day of my life from HIM. So drop in any time to say helo to your old Pakcik who will not get any younger waiting to see his 'old' Idora!

See you whenever you are back with or without Aisyah. She can make her way to Almanar on foot, any time.

abdulhalimshah said...

I also recalled on a Hari Raya morning paying my respects to a very dear close relative before the Solat Aidulfitri. Allah Almighty is the final arbiter of our life and it does not come a second sooner or later. May Allah Bless her soul, Alfatihah.

Al-Manar said...


Once we accept the reality of life, how fragile it is and how powerless we all are, we can begin to live with ease of mind, doing what we should be doing.

Regards from us to you and family.

Temuk said...

إِنَّا لِلّهِ وَإِنَّـا إِلَيْهِ رَاجِعونَ

Semoga Allah mencucuri rahmat ke atas roh yang pergi. Pilunya hati dengan cerita Al-Manar kali ini. Semoga kaum kerabat yang ditinggalkan sentiasa bersabar. Sesungguhnya Dialah yang Maha Menentukan.

Al-Manar said...


Kita yang sudah berumur tidak hairan apa yang munkin berlaku pada diri dan keluarga kita. Perpisahan sudah tentu, cuma masa sahaja yang DIA tentukan. Tetapi sebagai insan kepiluan itu semimangnya ada, dan ini pun memunyai hikmatnya. Tinggallah kepada kita berfikir dan memperbaiki apa yang kurang.

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