.......... "you left me standing here".
When you were born at Pasir Panjang Road - on this day today - sixty-six years ago .........
....... the mak bidan said to Emak in a matter-of-fact way: budak 'ni tak panjang umur. She had recognised the signs when she delivered you. Emak told me this a few days after you passed away and never will I reveal the indicators of the prophecy. Here's our brave mother holding the fourth joy of her life just a few days after you were born.
|No wonder she was so protective over you.|
On this day I want to record my happy memories of you - so that cucusihamid and cicitsihamid will get to know and remember you better.
Firstly, there was Akim, the artist.
I think this was where you began to show signs of your artistic streak.
|The little house at 691 Pasir Panjang Road aka Akim's Art Gallery.|
During primary school at Pasir Panjang English School - your talent was recognized.
|An Art Prize for Mustakim bin Hamid of Primary IC (1956)|
I also found this textbook of yours after you moved on to Pasir Panjang Secondary School.
In it was the usual proprietary marker ....
........ and an additional illustration which I discovered late last year at Setiawangsa when I was browsing through my collection of books. What a joy it was! You are a scalawag!
|Mustakim wishing his textbook was on TV.|
I think this was due to the influence of TV - we were all agog with the introduction of RTS (Radio Television Singapore) in 1963.
|Maznoor and Mustakim at 58, Jalan Mas Kuning, transfixed :|
watching Peyton Place on TV in 1967.
Here's another masterpiece which (I think) you made for Mus's hitch hike journey back to Hull from London in 1982. I'm so happy that you two found each other - as brothers - in a foreign country. This gave so much meaning and comfort to Mus when you left us forever in September1982.
|Mustakim in his bedsitter at Kilburn.|
You may be in the world's most exciting city .....
|Akim's photograph of Nelson's Column, 1982.|
........ but your heart longed for home in Boon Lay.
|"If I could see B. Lay from the top , I'd climb the monument".|
Our whole family adored cats - something we picked up from Abah's genes. Two of our cats - Puss and Dajal - waited for Abah to come home from work before they took their last breath. I can never forget how you put your head on the kitchen floor in the Boon Lay kitchen, next to Kookie, and cried as you held him. I had to take Kookie to the Vet, to be put to 'sleep', to save him from more pain because of his renal failure.
|Kookie (on the left) and Suzie.|
Cats and cats - that was what we had in common.
|Loving cats started early for Akim.|
|Mustakim's sister (at16) and Tina.|
|Mustakim's sister (at 71) and Stanley in Jack's garden 3 days ago.|
And here's your collage (from the late '70s) to illustrate the power of women. I somehow believe you did this tongue-in-cheek. You've always had a wry sense of humour!
|"The hands that rock the cradles ..... rule the world".|
We had a good laugh - when you suggested how you could protect me from burglars at night - when we were sharing a 'flat' at 10, Royal Road. You would place your shoes outside my door - to scare off possible intruders!!!
But someone else who is now my hero-protector - someone I dearly wish you could have met - your second brother-in-law added this for my self-defense.
What more could I ask? A pair of men's shoes and a badge of macho-femalehood!
Dear Akim, you will always and forever be in my heart and in my prayers. On this day I write this little tribute for a beloved brother, taken too soon but loved and remembered for always.
A Brother Remembers
|Mustapha & Mustakim - two nerdy brothers at 691, Pasir Panjang Road 1956(?)|
|Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid at Singapore Botanical Garden 1954/1955 (?)|
Thank you Mus.
Terry Scott - My Brother