The month of ramadhan is a holy month celebrated by muslims all over the world. Fasting is not just a simple matter of not eating and drinking for 12 hours a day (a concept notorious among non-muslims) but encompasses many other aspects of life and one of the key philosophy of this month is moderation. In the spirit of this holy month, let us take some time to learn a lesson on humility.
A month ago, when i was doing my call duty, i received a phone call from my consultant informing me about the arrival of a certain wife of a Dato’ (better known as Datin), who was apparently accompanying his husband on a business trip to Penang. After two days of her arrival, she came down with a flu and was given some medications by her family physician. However, on that fated day, her condition got worse, she became very ill and was promptly brought to the hospital. I was waiting for her arrival in my room when I got a surprise visit from a senior physician who also happens to be a Dato’, informing me about the arrival of this Datin. We went down, together with my specialist and later consultant, who was also summoned from his home to attend to this Datin. After an hour of resuscitation, she was brought up to our intensive cardiac care unit (CCU). She was given some sedation down in the resuscitation room but regained consciousness as soon as she reaches the CCU. Upon waking up, the nurse attending to her, being her friendly self asked her this simple question, ” Mak cik, what is your name?” to which her answer was, ” My name is Datin A, just call me Datin”.
We attended to her in the CCU, doing our best to stabilize her while she maintained her diva persona all the time, to the point of calling all doctors blood suckers. Don’t get me wrong, she was a diva, sarcastic, demanding and proud but she was never mean. I’m sure if you get to know her better she can be a very pleasant lady. Her condition turned from bad to worse and after five days of illness, she succumbed due to complications of severe lung infection.
Moral of the story.
In my field of work, i’ve come in contact with various Dato’s, Datin’s and Tan Sri’s and have my fair share of meeting with the demands of these individuals we refer as VIPs or VVIPs (depending on how high you are on the social ladder). Our society created this title with the initial intention of honoring various individuals who have immense contributions and attained such achievements that made the whole country proud. However, through the years this title has been extensively overused, conferred to too many individuals thus loosing its initial grandeur. The exclusiveness of this title is brought further down by the outrageous acts of the Dato’s themselves, abusing this title whenever and however possible. The society that creates this social status in the first place, now loses faith in this title, attaching it to various negative stigmas, sex scandals, bribery, abuse of power and influence and various other forms of misconducts. The unfavorable acts of Dato’s children (better known as Anak Dato’) at one time became the favorite front page of tabloids and the plight of desperate Datin’s are re-enacted many times over the big and small screen giving the impression that all Dato’s by nature has an innate inability of keeping their dicks inside their pants in the presence of young and upcoming celebrities.
So, if that’s the case, how proud are you of having a Dato’, Datin, Dato’ Seri, Datin Seri, Tan Sri, Puan Sri or whatever seri you may have in front of your name? Do you feel that great being conferred that title that you are suddenly above every other human beings in this country? Are you that insecure that every where you go, you need people to call you by your title that your own name given by your parents is now irrelevant?
I have seen my fair share of title abuse in my line of work. The VIPs and VVIPs coming to a government hospital are given special privileges, otherwise not available to the general public. As rich as they are, they somehow felt compelled to use public health services rather than going to the private sector which will guarantee value for money (that’s what they tell every one anyway). Here are some of the privileges they get from being a VIP or VVIP:
- They are able to set appointment dates and times to see any specialist, consultants or even head of departments at their own convenience. This makes sure that every time they come to the clinic they won’t have to wait for their turns like the rest of the general public. Their arrival will be informed earlier on so that, their files will be ready and ushered straight into the specialist’s room the minute they arrive. They favour specialists or consultants who are also conferred the title Dato’ or Tan Sri. Perhaps it gives them a sense of belonging, a doctor at the same height of social ladder would understand their plight better and more importantly, that doctor would have more power to pull some strings whenever needed.
- They are eligible to get all sorts of expensive medications otherwise not available to the general public. The general public some being so poor, they have to wait for SOCSO money or some requiring social welfare’s support are forced to buy these medications, the reason being the stocks available in the hospital are so limited that they have to really choose which patient may benefit most from these medications.
- They even have the privilege of having hospitals set up in their vicinities with the impression of improving the health services of the country. This usually happens near a general election. Every one knows why Hospital Kepala Batas was built in the first place, it was supposed to become the national center for cancer research before the untimely death a certain VVIP, who was suffering from cancer.
- They have the privilage of requesting the presence of all specialists and consultants to attend to them when they get admitted to the hospital irrespective of the time of the day. Even the hospital director personally attends to them when they get admitted. The specialist attending to these VIPs is given the task of updating the hospital director about their condition even if it’s 3 am in the morning. They are usually attended by not one but usually three and sometimes five consultants from different disciplines depending on how bad their health is or more importantly, how high you are in the rank of VIPs and VVIPs.
- All these special privileges not only apply to them but even their closest or even distant relatives, friends even the ones way back from kindergarten days, close neighbours or even not very close neighbours or neighbours of their relatives, their staffs or ex-staffs including their maids and drivers, or relatives of their maids and drivers or whomever that happens to know them even by their names. All they have to do is mention their names and they are entitled to special privileges just like the Dato’s ot Tan Sris themselves.
So is it great having a title in front of your name?

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