Temasek Engineering School, Singapore

my friend’s mother just pass away, went for the wake.. oh my.. it was a total sudden.. haikz… i mean his mother was just sick for ard 2 mths or so..then 2 days a go..the doc say that she might recover..and nw.. she passed away…

life so unpredictable, my fren was so so sad.. he said that he have many regrets and many many things to say to his mother.. but nw..no more chance.. he said that he will miss his mother nagging, home food..then her presence… life is so mean… dun live in animore regrets…coz once gone..it nv come back…

Aunite.. peace…

As I’m studiously doing research for my peer teaching tomorrow, my mind spaced off to certain things that happened in the past, and these lyrics from Nickelback sums them up nicely…

Too bad - “ It’s too bad, It’s stupid
Too late, so wrong, so long
It’s too bad that we had no time to rewind
Let’s walk, let’s talk
Let’s talk…”

” But you weren’t there
Right when I’m needed you the most
And now I dream about it
How it’s so bad, it’s so bad…”

Photograph - “  I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can’t erase
You can’t replace it
I miss it now
I can’t believe it

If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change…”

Engineering Maths lecturer at Temasek Poly, Mr Sasidharan (aka “Sasi”) passed away on 10 March 2007 (Saturday).  He died from an illness.

Mr Sasi, a former citizen of India, came to Singapore in 1984 to work.  Not long after, he surrended his Indian passport to become a Singapore citizen.   Thereafter, Mr Sasi dedicated his loyalty to Singapore, often speaking passionately about how he had no regrets becoming a Singaporean.

Flashback:   Mr Sasi speaking to TP staff during a National Day celebration event in 2004.

Mr Sasi was one shining example of an outstanding foreign talent who came, saw, and stayed.  He made Singapore his home. 

During the National Day celebrations in 2004, Mr Sasi shared his experience about becoming a Singapore citizen, about how much he loves Singapore.  Then, he had said:  “I feel proud of having become a Singapore citizen.  My wife and children are born here; it is a beautiful place to bring up children.  So naturally this is the place for me to live, work, retire, and rest in peace.“

Indeed, Mr Sasi lived and worked here in Singapore.  But little did we expect him to rest in peace so soon.   Goodbye Mr Sasi… 

If you are a student, ex-student, colleague, or personal friend of Mr Sasi, please leave a tribute or note in memory of Mr Sasi.   (click “Comments” below to leave your message).

Mr Vick’s brother, Mr Siva Sundaraj, who resides in Malaysia, sent this email to one of our ENG staff, recounting the recent happenings…

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Hi Sonny,

I’m sorry it has taken me too long to reply to you, let alone drop you a note. Nevertheless, I hope this mail finds you well and in good spirits.

I am deeply touched by  Linda’s, yours and the rest of my brother’s family at TP’s efforts in sharing with us his life which sadly, we really didn’t know about, and  I can assure you that big brother is all smiles in that better place. I would also like to share with all of you a little something about his life and countless grey hairs with his baby brother…….that’s IF you’d like to read it, but it’s really OK if you don’t.

Things have been rather hectic here, but we’re slowly starting to accept the reality that he is no longer around physically. However, he’s very much alive in our minds and hearts. There is much consolation in knowing my brother was surrounded by an amazing group of people right up till the end, and I am eternally grateful to all of you for being a part of his life. I will be dropping Albert email with a list of names of all those who attended my brothers funeral, as I would like to thank each and every one of you personally.

My parents are planning to be in
Singapore during the 1st week of November, and I am working out a trip during the middle of the month. Rest assured, I will keep you posted, and yes! we will definitely catch up when I am there. I would really like to get to know his colleagues and friends

Please do take care and keep in touch

Respectfully,
Siva

As you know, there was a posting on this blog, collecting tributes for our late Mr Vick Sundaraj, Maths lecturer.

But the posting gets pushed down the page when new postings are added, so it’s hard to find.

We have now put a direct link to that posting –  You can see it in the left panel, under the “Quick Links to Prevoius Postings on this Blog”.

(We have sent this blog link to Mr Vick’s family, and will also be collating some tributes to be sent to them later.)

This week has been an awful reminder for me, of the pain of life, and of how short life is.

It also makes me wonder what are we doing in this world?  Everyone has to die.  and so actually, it’s just a matter of how we spend this borrowed time until then.

This week, one of my colleagues, Mr Vick Sundaraj, passed away suddenly, from illness. 

He is better known among Temasek Engineering School students as the Maths lecturer with a pony tail.

We often talk, and he often shares his photos with me.  Last year, he offered some photos which he took in Cambodia, and I pinned them up on the notice board.  They were lovely photos, showing the architecture of ancient buildings, and they all captured the essence of nature, as seen through his eyes.

After 2 semesters, i took them down and changed new photos.   Only recently, Vick came to see me, and said he noticed his photos had been taken down.  He asked if he could have the photos back?  He loved his travel experiences.  And he loved to capture them in photos. 

When i talked to him, i could smell his strong cologne, which he uses everyday.  That scent  will remain in my memory, a reminder of a friend and colleague who has left us.

I passed him the photos back, little knowing that that would be the last time I see him alive.  The last time i hear his voice.  The last of his photos i will ever see.

Goodbye Mr Vick Sundaraj.  We will miss you…

PS: If you know Mr Vick, do come in and tell us what you remember about him, and pay a tribute to this nice gentleman whom we will always remember.