In 1971, during orientation week at Universiti Malaya’s Fourth College, a tall freshman approached me and called me “roommate.”
That was the beginning of a lifelong friendship with Freddy Chey, a 23-year-old from Ipoh studying agriculture, while I, a 22-year-old Economics student from Melaka, was in my final year.
Despite our contrasting backgrounds, Freddy, the son of a bookkeeper, and I, the son of a milk seller – our paths crossed, and fate brought us together in Room 206.
What made our bond so special was not just the room we shared, but the connection we forged, one that transcended our differences. We quickly became best friends, so close that we referred to each other as “roommate,” rather than by our names.
Freddy’s success story began long before he became the accomplished entrepreneur we know today. Even back then, he stood out, and not just because of his height.
Freddy was tall, fair, handsome, and carried himself with a confidence that was hard to miss. His leadership and entrepreneurial spirit were evident, and I knew he was destined for great things.
Freddy’s charisma was magnetic; he was a true head-turner on and off the basketball court.
His impeccable dress sense was another trait that set Freddy apart. He was always immaculately dressed, with not a single crease in sight.
Freddy was the first in our college to sport bell-bottom pants, and his tailored shirts fit him perfectly. Inspired by his style, I too started paying more attention to my appearance. We were almost the same size, and Freddy would often lend me his best shirts for social functions. Thanks to him, I won the “Ideal Couple” Award with my future wife, Rina, at one college event.
Freddy’s generosity was boundless. He would tailor similar shirts for me when he went home during vacations, never asking for a penny in return. I will always be grateful for his kindness.
We shared many good times, playing the guitar and singing our favourite songs – his favourite was the Beatles’ “Let It Be.”
Freddy even accompanied me to the University of Malaya Student Union’s Service Centre, where I was the director, to help during peak periods. His willingness to lend a hand and his supportive nature were just a few of the many qualities that made him such a great friend.
Though our time as roommates lasted only a year, Freddy’s impact on my life was profound. His entrepreneurial spirit, skill, and acumen were evident even then, and it’s no surprise that he has achieved so much in life. Freddy, you were my hero then, and you continue to be my hero now.
To Nancy, who has shared 50 wonderful years of marriage with Freddy, I want to say that you are truly blessed to have him as your soulmate and husband. Together, you have achieved so much, and I wish you both continued prosperity and happiness on your journey together.
Here’s to 53 years of friendship, laughter, and countless memories. Freddy, thank you for being a part of my life. You will always be my “roommate.”
Main pic: Dr Pola Singh (left) and Freddy Chey.
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