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Monday, July 26, 2010

Inhibitions

so i was at teh tarik place the other day.
ordered nescafe 'o' ais and maggi goreng.
nothing interesting happened.
so i took out a book and started reading.

the waiter came with a 'mee goreng' instead.
i said "maggi goreng, i don't eat this"
he looked puzzled with his head slightly bent.
he stared blank at the plate he was holding.
he walked away.
i continued reading.

a minute later he came with a mee goreng again.
i believed it was the same plate as the trajectory of the telur goreng was similar.
i said "maayyyyy giiiiii GO-RENG - Fried maggi mee - you know?"
he looked even more puzzled.
a word popped out in my head somehow.
'contrails' - which are the visible trails of condensed water vapour made by the exhaust of aircraft engines.
i do not know why.

he left.

a minute later.
a big indian man in black came.
"mee goreng?" he asked.
"come on man, i know what i want!"
"but this is mee goreng, sedap jugak!" he replied, with an uneven smile on his thick lips.

"maggi goreng, maggi goreng, maggi goreng, maggi goreng... that's what i want!!!"

the big indian man is still there, his head was shaking in a small circle of intrepid - still smiling, and still holding the plate of mee goreng.

he placed the mee goreng in front of me.
pushed it bit by bit.
i could see his thick lips slightly separated.
i could see his toungue slightly sticking out.

i had mee goreng and suppressed anger that day.

three words came out in my head.
"swirling" "vortex" and shit... i can't remember the other one.

Friday, July 16, 2010

what do i think of 1 Malaysia?

back in school, recess is that blip between ordo naturalis.
recess is a form of subversion.
we played a lot of games during recess.

one i remember was a game called 'pepsi cola'.
of course nobody knew the reason why it was called that.
the objective of the game was to thump on the other players' body parts (usually the foot) in one motion - usually done by acrobatic jumping.

wearing white shoes made it easier for the game to be played.
i used to have 5 pairs of BM 2000 shoes ready for pepsi cola.

i had a friend named siva, he was the son of the shopkeeper.
he was a good 'pepsi cola' player.
he could kill three players with one jump.
that was awesome.
he is married now, with 3 kids to badariah begum.
both of them work in pusat kesihatan kecil gerik.
i think they are happy.

his nemesis was soo chee wong - whom i heard died in 2002 - found in a jungle in pantai remis with stab wounds.
i doubt it was because of 'pepsi cola'.

i was never a good player.
maybe because of my mom.
she hates it when my shoes are dirty.
she wanted my shoes to stay white throughout the week.
i think like me, my mum has OCD.
but i love her nonetheless.

most importantly what i want to say is we all had fun playing 'pepsi cola'.

i guess that is what 1 Malaysia is all about.
stepping on each other without reasons and call it fun.

well. it was until the bell rings.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

that's just classic.

whether you realise it or not, you've made a choice.
whether to live in the world or to live in the head.
whatever your choice is.
do not impose it on others.
to not impose is as simple as to not preach.
however - when you are questioned about your choice.
rule changes.
you are no longer imposing.
most of the time being indifferent is power.
to be indifferent to the reality of others is difficult.
of course it is when there are about 7 billion realities in this world.
what is real and what is not are usually pointless.
let them be the work of neurons.

now what is real to you is the best thing you could have in this life.
keep it to yourself.

i am not preaching.
the fact that you read this piece of writing means i've been given permission to talk.

Wednesday, July 07, 2010

blurgh

graham
panas betul hari ini

dodd
neraka laaaagi panas

graham
wah. how come you know?

dodd
i don't. retorik kot.

graham
owh.

[tiba tiba graham berubah menjadi raksasa bertanduk dan bermata merah menyala]

dodd
uik?

graham
why? surprised?

dodd
yeah!

graham
aku-lah syaitan... mari aku bawa kau ke neraka!

dodd
owh fuck.

graham
my friend, berhati-hati menggunakan retorik cliche. you never know...