We were classmates and buddies since form 4 SABS in Kuantan. We had sworn to be bachelors forever for what reason I can no longer recall. Probably we thought we were so good no girls can deserve us or what...hahahaha. We even had a theme song "Bachelor Boy" sung by Cliff Richard and Radin usually lead the band because he's got the best voice while Badrul got the best charm and of course I got the best looks.
We didn't stick to our vow but we did get married very late. It was Radin who got married first followed by Badrul and I was the last. How we were seduced is a long story of spells and magic. We resisted but we fell one by one putting an end to the galant legend of the SABS bachelor boys.
Tonight we reunited at Concorde Hotel KL hosted by Badrul. Thank you Badrul. We also met Azlan another old friend and class mate from SABS. My brother Azizul also joined us and there's also my wife Salina, Radin's wife Shafinaz and their two sons.
#1: Radin. Dah nampak tua dah kawan kita nih.
#2: Again him. He likes to be photographed.
#3: Badrul. He's doing so well now. Just look at him. He couldn't even eat keropok lekor properly but now he teaches me how to eat oysters.
#4: My brother Azizul trying to look seductive. Nayh!
#5: Now trying to look cute.
#6: Radin's wife Shafinaz. Ni baru cute. Radin pun baru perasan from this photo he took.
#7: Radin and his eldest son.
#8: All of us minus my brother who's behind the camera and Radin's anak bongsu who's busy with his game.
#9: Us again sebab tadi nampak tua. Still looks the same.
#10: Ready to have a son? No need to plan plan la.
#11: Radin and family
#12: Complete family.
#13: Only the boys and that's Azlan mantan ketua darjah.
#14: Shafinaz and Salina
#15: Again.
#16: Masa nak balik dah. Nak gi tempat parking. Tak nampak la KLCC tu weh.
#17: To compensate I took another shot.
#18: Another photo of the wives but this one is before we had dinner.
#19: An old class photo. I am the one in white pants sitting at the far right. Radin is behind me and Badrul sits beside me. Whenever I look at this photo, I can't help wondering where the others are. Perhaps it's good if we can organize a gathering.
Looking at the photo we can see SABS was among the schools with the worst decipline at that time. Probably only better than Sek Henry Gurney but now it's one of the best non boarding school in Pahang.
#20:Another photo for old time sake. Me, Badrul, Azlan and Ezani Kelate. This is in Form 4.
#21: Just after our last SRP paper Abang Dahlan our lab assistant took us to Taman Teruntum for a stroll. With Radin, Nyet and Abg Dahlan. I don't remember what Nyet's real name is but he's Radin's neighbour. When we entered Form 4, Nyet moved to a different school.
#22: This is at Ezani's house in Kubang Buaya with himself and Badrul. Kubang Buaya didn't have so many houses as today. Me, Radin and Badrul cycled to school everyday. While it's difficult to meet up and cycle together in the morning, on the way back we always cycled together and parted at the buloh junction(simpang buloh). In those days places seems to be very near. There were many short cuts, we were adventurous and our parents were not too willing to drive us everywhere. We too were not too eager to be babyseated by our parents.
#23: It's the interschool hockey match break. We played against Sek St Thomas. We were the only team in Kuantan with no jersey. We had to patch our school badge to our white T shirt and that's the jersey we wore to the final and became Kuantan champion. I'm the one sitting on the ground beside the pail. I sprinted to the pail as soon as the whistle blows because I wanted to be the first to scoop the air oren before other peoples sweat falls into it. Badrul was the team captain playing midfields and I was playing either left wing or left inside. I never scored any goal but penetrated a lot of defences and that skill have brought me to many championships.
#24: I shot this outside our Dewan Sekolah. Radin played guitar and sang "Country Road" by John Denver. That's the best he could post. People those days don't often get their photographs taken and you can see he didn't know where to place his hands so usually people do it the cowboy style.
Good thing about photographs are we record our good happy times. Many years later even when everything have faded and memories have lost it's details, we stumble upon our old photos and we remember. What we remember are the good moments and those related to it as reminded by the images.