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By Nahrizul Adib Kadri

He is the only Prime Minister Iโ€™ve ever shaken hands with.

It was 2004, and I was a young lecturerโ€”ambitious, uncertain, and just beginning to find my footing in academia. I had volunteered (read: forced) to help organise an international conference, more for the experience than anything else. On the day of the opening ceremony, as the guest of honour arrived, there he was: Malaysiaโ€™s 5th Prime Minister, Tun Abdullah Ahmad Badawi. He stepped out of the car with a calm presence, gentle smile, and the kind of warmth that didnโ€™t require speeches or slogans.

And then, quite unceremoniously, we shook hands.

It was just a brief momentโ€”polite, formal, as expected in these events. But last night, as news of his passing fills my screen, that memory surfaces with unexpected weight. I find myself returning to that simple gesture, and the quiet man behind it.

Tun Abdullah Badawi, or Pak Lah as many affectionately called him, was never the loudest voice in the room. In a political landscape often driven by volume and bravado, he offered a different kind of leadershipโ€”thoughtful, measured, soft-spoken. Some may see this as a weakness. But Iโ€™ve come to believe that his quietness was not a lack, but a strength. It allowed spaceโ€”for listening, for reflecting, for sincerity.

Looking back, I think that handshake stayed with me not because it was with a Prime Minister, but because it marked the first time I met someone who embodied a value Iโ€™ve come to hold close: to be of benefit to others.

Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) once said, โ€œThe best of people are those who bring the most benefit to othersโ€ (Sahih al-Bukhari). Pak Lah, in many ways, exemplified this. His tenure as Prime Minister may not have been the most dramatic, but it was defined by a sincere attempt to build, to nurture, and to serveโ€”not for personal glory, but for the good of others.

I donโ€™t think I fully appreciated it then. At that time, I was more interested in papers, presentations, and figuring out where the coffee breaks were. But over the years, that moment kept coming back to meโ€”especially during moments of doubt. Am I doing enough? Is my work meaningful? Does any of this matter?

And somehow, the answer kept circling back to that same idea: do good work, and use it to do good for others.

It doesnโ€™t have to be big or heroic. You donโ€™t have to be a Prime Minister to lead, or a professor to inspire. You just need to pick a vocation, strive to be your best at it, and ask: who am I helping with this?

That spiritโ€”of quiet service, of purpose rooted in benefitโ€”seems to resonate even more in moments like these. When someone like Pak Lah leaves us, we remember not just their positions, but their posture. Not just their achievements, but their attitude. His kindness, his humility, his willingness to serve without needing the spotlightโ€”those are the things that remain.

And perhaps thatโ€™s the lesson I didnโ€™t realise I had learned from our brief encounter. That being someone of benefit doesnโ€™t always come with applause or headlines. Often, itโ€™s quiet. Itโ€™s in the background. Itโ€™s in the decision to lead with integrity even when itโ€™s unpopular. Itโ€™s in showing up, doing the work, and going home with a clear conscience.

Itโ€™s in the handshake, not the speech.

I am not saying Pak Lah was perfectโ€”no leader is. But in a world often dazzled by charisma and theatrics, his calm decency was refreshing. Reassuring, even. He reminded us that leadership can be gentle. That strength doesnโ€™t always roar.

Last night, as we offer our prayers and condolences to his family, I find myself grateful. Not just for his contributions to the country, but for that one small gestureโ€”his outstretched hand to a young lecturer, who didnโ€™t know then how much it would come to mean.

So if youโ€™re reading this, and wondering how to move forward in your own journeyโ€”whether in your career, your relationships, or just in lifeโ€”perhaps the answer is this: pick something you care about, give it your best, and let it be of benefit to someone else. You never know whose life you might quietly touch.

Or what small, unassuming momentโ€”like a handshakeโ€”might stay with them forever.


Ir. Dr. Nahrizul Adib Kadri is a professor of biomedical engineering and Principal of Ibnu Sina Residential College, Universiti Malaya. He may be reached at nahrizuladib@um.edu.my

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