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When I read this, I suddenly remembered why earlier on I kept asking myself that there was something significant with October 8th, but what was it?

Back when we were students in residential school, we used to keep our mugs/tumblers along the wall of the dining hall. When I was in Form 4 or 5, when girls my age were nuts about Jason Priestley, Luke Perry, Leonardo Di Caprio etc and one can find their names inscribed on many mug/tumblers (along with all the hearts, stars, flowers...), inscribed on my tumbler was

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Hizairi

Yeah, I know, I was different that way.

Chances were girls in my form would know that I was nuts about Hizairi Othman's writing. They would tell me everytime they saw his writing appeared in Dewan Siswa, Fokus or in daily newspapers etc.

I used to write to him, commenting on his writing, in English, addressing him as Sir.
I can't actually remember what drove me to do so, but my guess was I wanted to be rather different compared to other fan letters he received.

I can't remember when I first started writing to him, but it was not until 1995 when I got his reply.
In that one typed page (in 1995, a typed page is not as common as it is today - it showed effort), he told me that he used to reply to all letters so as not to be labelled "sombong". But as time goes on and he got more girls writing "to learn writing" or "to get to know him better" or even to ask him to be their "abang angkat", he stopped responding.

But there was something different about my letters. All of them were written in English, with none inserting the "to learn writing"/"want to get to know him better"/offer to be "adik angkat". He admitted that he likes receiving my comments and that I was among a selected few of his favorite followers.

It wasn't until a year later when I first met him in person.
I just finished reading his "Spesimen β" when I learned that he was going to give a talk in Shah Alam. At that time, I'd just finished my A-Levels and was waiting to be called to NCUK so I had plenty of 'free time'. I decided to write my comments about "Spesimen β" and hand the letter in person to him.

I was the only one other than the teachers to appear in that particular school hall on that day who was not in school uniform, so the organizer invited me to meet up with Hizairi after he was done with giving his motivational talk. I took that opportunity to personally deliver the letter to him.

He looked at the envelope once and immediately looked up at me,
"Eh, you Azra ye? Azra Haida?"

I was speechless.
Simultaneously honored and humbled to realize that my favorite writer actually recognized my handwriting.

And from then on, the "fan-favorite writer" relationship gradually shifted to being friends.

We sent Raya card to each other. He would sent me copy of his writing when I told him I could not get my hand on them when I was in Leeds. Even when he won Formula Malaysia competition with "Bulan di Puncak Notre Dame", I found it difficult to find the story, so he made a copy of them and asked me to collect it at his pigeon hole in UPM. Back then, he was working as a tutor in UPM and my office was not that far from there. (Mak was on the interview panel when he applied for the post in UPM, and Mak told me that she could not understand why I was so fascinated with him and his writing - he was "biasa saja" as Mak put it, hehehe)

He came to my office once to collect his own birthday present. I remember buying him one dark blue kain pelikat and upon receiving it, he told me that he was just thinking of buying a new kain pelikat and it was just as if I could read his mind. Heh, he could be a smooth talker sometimes. But yes he could be really charming and it was not difficult to understand why he used to have so many fans 'wanting to know him better'.

Happy birthday Hizairi where ever you are. If your mother's hunch is right - that you are still alive and safe somewhere - my doa is that you will be under Allah's protection and in His guided path always.