Sadie: He did not
glitter but he was gold
Tribute - NAINA~MARIKAR
MOHAMED SADIE HUSSEIN (Mathar)
Veteran journalist and
English literature scholar M.I.M Sadie passed away last Tuesday
after almost half a century of dedicated and highly professional
though low profile service to the print media. In deed and in
words Mr. Sadie’s career was summed up classically in the
headline of another newspaper’s tribute - If reading maketh a
man, then Mr. Sadie was proof of it. He was a walking
dictionary, encyclopedia and a press button source of classical
old boy of Zahira College, Mr. Sadie who hailed from a leading
business family joined the Associated Newspapers of Ceylon Ltd.,
(Lake House) and served there for about three decades. His
command of the English language, commitment to hard work late
into the night and his rare literary knowledge set the page for
him to become the head of his department.
later joined the Weekend Express newspaper group and about 10
years ago began what was to be the last long lap of his career
at Wijeya Newspapers where he worked for the Sunday Times and
the Daily Mirror. Not for him was the fame or the influence of
bylines or other perks and privileges.
close colleagues and friends were aware of the vital role he
played in maintaining the highest professional and ethical
standards in journalism. On July 21,at the age of 74, Mr. Sadie
died as quietly as he lived and worked. As he would have wished,
his family did not want the publicity even of an obituary
only daughter, Fathima Hameed - though sad and shattered over
the death of her loving and caring father –said her strength in
consolation was that he had died on the day when Muslims believe
the Holy Prophet Mohamed was taken by God for a visit to heaven.
Fathima has faith and hope that her father also is with God in
heaven.So be it.Goodbye Sadie and thank you for your hard work,
sincere friendship, selfless generosity and the wonderful
contribution you made towards producing a better newspaper.
Champion of fine English expression
N. M. M. Sadi Hussein
It was saddening to read
of the passing away of the old stalwart of fine English
expression in the columns of the press, the dear Sadi
(Sunday Times, July 26, 2009).
Sadi’s health had
declined in recent months. It was noticeable that his grasp of
environment and topic were slipping.
contributing cause was his solitary existence at an
unostentatious home down Vihara Lane, Wellawatte.
What does one say
when an old scribe goes to his reward on the basis that he had
done his best, and that he could not have done better?
“Into a glow of
Eyes set and chin held firm,
Sadi walked off stage and set
Life’s play over and race well run.”
God bless and keep