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UKM don shares stage with ex-mentor

KUALA LUMPUR: When he was a little boy, Prof Dr Roslan Abd Shukor had always wanted to be a mechanical engineer.

However, this ambition changed when he met physics teacher Yip Chi Kiong when he was 16 and studying at Sekolah Teknik Tuanku Jaafar in Negri Sembilan.

Yip, then 24, convinced him to make a career in physics and yesterday, the professor with Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia’s School of Applied Physics won the Science and Technology Award at the 13th Malaysia Toray Science Foundation (MTSF) prize presentation ceremony here.

The award was for his work in high-temperature superconductor research which he started in 1989 for his doctorate dissertation.

And to make the event even more memorable, Yip was also present at the event to receive the Science Education Award.

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Dr. Roslan was my lecturer back in the univ. For anyone who dreams of going forward in life, exploring the opportunities and discovering the universe, the starting moment would be to find a good teacher. Life is after all about learning. Among the many who influenced my aspirations, Dr.Roslan would be one of them. It's a pity I did not go into Superconductors, the coldpaly of physics, which was Dr.Roslan's specialization. Its such a dynamic and challenging field. But it also takes preservation and determination to master the field. On physics, I still remember during one lecture when he mentioned that in the States, only the students who fail physics would go into Engineering. I think none of my batch mates would ever forget those words. Physics is a mysterious field, many would never understand it, let alone grow to love it. It promises more opportunities than what engineering can offer. It opens more doors. Thats why I love physics, the mystery, the coldplay, the fusion of ideas, the light year of information.


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