There I was sitting there smiling as I tried to hide my nervousness. Some how I managed to get this old man to give me a job despite there being no advertising. Albeit part time, I soon was absorbed into the company.

He always recounted that I was very brave to walk in here uninvited and demanded a job. I always stared back in disbelief, wondering if we were recounting the same memory. Soon I grew attached to him. Like my father, he too was a teacher and a talker. Especially after the passing of my dad in early December, I clung even more to him. Enjoying the early morning chats and breakfast meetings. Learning about his past, Malaysia's past and all about teaching.

Though he was elderly, he still was young at heart, telling jokes and open to new ideas. That's why he hires younger people, to keep him younger.

he hangs out with professors and doctors feeling unabashed. In fact even they look up to him sometimes. All those years of experience and learning from the best, I'm surprised no one gave him an honorary PhD yet.

This guy even roasts Mr Tony Fernandez at an art auction once. He once bumped into a Sultan and just casually walked up to him and had a good ol chat. His students are mostly having grey hairs of their own and yet they still honor him till today. Charismatic.

I consider myself lucky to have been blessed to have had the opportunity to meet awesome people like Mr Teh. People like my dad and the many other awesome teachers in my life. I hope that I can learn as much as I can from them and someday be that awesome person in someone else's life.

Rest in peace Mr Teh, know that you will be fondly thought of and talked about in years to come for all your good, bad and cheeky side.