Speech
of K. Siladass on his eightieth birthday
Distinguished
Guests,
Ladies
& Gentlemen,
Time
melts away reminding us that we are growing older. The weak mind seeks to find
solace along the way. We cannot defeat time. It follows you as shadow. There was
a time when old age was thought to be a sin. And if that is not enough, old age
was also considered as a burden. So, chaps like me had to find a way to be
sober in this world and choose a middle course between a world which had scant
respect for old age, and a world full of affection surrounded by friends and
relatives.
Aging
is not a sin, nor is it unnatural. It is part of life. But the negative
perception about old age and aging had become proverbial. There is a feeling
that aged persons are a nuisance. But when I see you all gathered here this
evening, I feel assured that I am not a nuisance. However, something remarkable
happened this year which had earned some modicum of respect for old age.
From
the time the Fourteenth General elections was announced there was significant shift
in the thinking of the people. There were clear indications that TunDr Mahathir
Mohammad will be the Prime Minister should the coalition were to form the next
government. He was ninety-two years old. There was a general feeling. What can an
old man of ninety-two, going ninety three do? There were video clips showing
the daring exploits of TunMahathir. Driving alone in pouring rain, horse riding,
reminding the viewer of Yul Brynner in Magnificent Seven and the accompanying
Elmer Bernstein’s music. Many must have begun to realisethat it must be a fun
to be ninety-two going ninety-three. Nice feeling though to those like me who
were turning to be octogenarians.
Then
came May 9th. The people’s verdict was, Tun Mahathir led coalition
should form the next government, and Mahathir should be the Prime Minister.
Overnight everything changed. Until then old aged people were thought to be
burdensome: castigated and neglected. When Mahathir took office as the seventh
Prime Minister the deep-seated traditional negative attitude towards old aged
people changed. There was all of a sudden immense respect for old aged persons.
Not
only that: everything old was promptly displayed and honoured. The old
inexpensive watch Mahathir wore, and not forgetting my half-a-century old
friend Lim Kit Siang, who is still wearing a watch he bought few decades ago
became focal point of discussion and admiration.
There
is an Arabic proverb: If you don’t have an old man buy one. I hope old age has
acquired a new definition and meaningful respect.
So
much so, everyone wants to be old or wants to look old. And I am glad too see
you all who have come to see how an old chap is getting along. After seeing you
all ladies and gentlemen. I remind myself of what Rabindranath Tagore, the
Nobel Prize laureate wrote:
I do not wish to die
in this lovely World.
I wish to live as man
among men.
Yes,
that is what I hope for. After seeing your support I want to live many more
years to enjoy your warmth, or until you get fed up. My old friend Dr Lee Man
Pin could not make it to this party but phoned me and said that he will
definitely attend my hundredth birthday. I want to live until then and see him.
By
your presence this evening you have assured me that life begins at eighty. And
I will certainly respect and honour your sentiments. Thank you.
Thank
you my dear friends from near and far. You will always be on my mind.
1 comment:
Old..respected.. Loved. .Cheers sir. .
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