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The above caption is of KTN and Chung but affectionately called Abu by his friends in their Kelantan days. If you were to glance over to the sidebar there is an image of a print that Abu made at USM when he attended a printmaking seminar and workshop.
It was nice meeting up after so long but then again the meeting deserved a post of its own which KTN said that he would do in due time.
Do you know the only home-cooked food that KTN offered Abu during his stay here in Penang was his wife's special, he would like to call it such, gravied noodles with plenty of beef, prawns, potatoes, taukua and eggs.
Not much of a host that KTN fellow don't you think so? Well anyway, Abu is now back in Johor promising to be back in a year or two and may make Penang his next home, hopefully.
Anyway talking about noodles, just across the bridge in a place called Permatang Pauh where it was reported to be some kind of a war zone, friends have been calling me up to say that there is a new mobile noodle store serving an all new interesting noodle recipe.
KTN was salivating already when he heard about this new mobile stall because noodles is one of his favourite food. Back home it has always been either Hailam noodles, mamak noodles or his wife's special gravied noodles.
KTN headed across the bridge to catch this much hyped upon noodle stall, imagining a hot steamy plate of noodles full with dried sotong, chunks of beef, thumb-sized prawns and maybe pieces of chicken meat that would cover the whole plate.
Wait a minute, its a mobile stall so where is he going to find the stall? Being very familiar with Permatang Pauh, a constituency in which he was once a voter, KTN dialled a few numbers and was told that the stall would be operating in front of the UMNO building in Kubang Semang.
The suspense was killing him. He even told his wife that if the noodle was good enough, he would not be having any of her noodles anymore, at least until he gets fed-up of it, to which she gives a look that implied that he would be dissapointed because no one makes better noodles than her gravied noodles.
There was already a crowd of rowdy Mat Rempits at the stall. KTN is one guy who despises Mat Rempits, calling them the scums of society, but the lure of a new noodle recipe made him set aside his hatred for these hellish characters.
Now this KTN fellow is not one to dive into any food straightaway without first giving it a look over. It has to be well presented, has the right aroma and colour and most importantly has that x-factor which makes him fall in love with it at first sight.
This stall, crowded by the rowdies and the curious, just doesn't give a good first impression. It looked dirty, smells awful and is just totally repugnant.
He had a look at the sign of the stall, looked at the stall again and walked to his car to his waiting wife. He started the car and drove off. His wife knew that, KTN was disappointed. "Where to" she asked. "Cherok Tokun" he answered, rather dissapointed. "The crap-gravy noodle at the junction"? He just nodded his head.
They headed to Cherok Tokun and ate the famous crap-gravy noodles at the junction opposite the mosque and went home. "Why didn't you buy any noodles at Kubang Semang?" His wife asked. "One look at the seller, I lost my appetite. He is dirty, smelly and do you know what he called his stall?". She kept quite but knew he would tell her anyway. " SODO MEE"
PM: Okay what's the latest report in Permatang Pauh?
DPM: Not so good. We are still trailing sir.
PM: What still trailing? That Epol boy, hasn't he been campaigning for us?
DPM: Yes, sir, every night. We play his swearing cd everywhere. If possible we would like to play them in the cinemas and maybe sell them to HBO but it is just not enough sir.
PM: Enough, enough I don't want to hear any more on this election thing. Noh, how's the economy?
Noh: Not good sir. We don't have much money left. We must borrow and there aren't that many lenders around.
PM: Shit, I am getting a headache. Exports! How are our exports?
MY: Besides the 2 oils, nothing else is going smooth.
PM: What about the Anwar case? Can we win it?
AG: If we do not want to be rated lower than Zimbabwe we better drop the case. It's a roti jala case sir, too many holes in it.
PM: I think I need a bypass. What about my campaign for the presidency of UMNO? Are you secretly fighting behind my back Najib?
DPM: No, never, you know me what. But Mahathir is not leaving you alone. They are going to fry you alive in the next General Assembly. Hopefully you are still the PM at that time and not that Anwar fellow.
PM: Anwar, Anwar, Anwar. I don't want to hear anything about that fellow. Must I make a report that he sodomised me to make the people believe our story? Anybody has any good news, please?
Samy: I got good news. Yesterday I bought a 60 inch plasma tv with good surround sound. Fuh, the colour so nice and the sound so good la. I bought an original Tamil movie dvd, ayo, yo. The fighting so clear one. When Vijay fight on the hill and roll down the flowers, the colour so clear la.
Kayveas: You call that good news ka? You crazy la Samy. Shut up la.
Samy: I know la you jealous, kucing kurap.
PM: Shut up you two, shut up. I am in distress and you want to fight here. Everything is going wrong, there's not a single good news for a long long time, that Anwar is breathing down my neck, my MPs are working against me, the economy is in ruins, my IGP decided that its a convenient time to go for a change of spare parts, urgh! help me.
Samy: Sorry la Datuk Seri. I didn't know you are so distressful right now. I have an idea, why don't we fly the flags outside there upside down?
When my wife first told me she was pregnant, I did not make it a secret that I had wished it was was a girl. I don't know why but I really wanted a girl for my first.
The name was discussed between my wife and I and of course like all young parents at that time we had a long list containing names for boys and girls. No, no scanning so we really were in the dark as to the sex of the child.
My late mother in law was never one to meddle in my marriage life but she did whisper to my wife that she had fallen in love with the name of one of my neighbour's daughters so we reserved that name if it was a girl.
It could be that in Penang that name that my late mother in law fell in love with was quite rare at that time but in Kelantan, it was like a dime a dozen, very common.
To shorten things up, my wife delivered our first born at the Penang Maternity Hospital. We got a healthy baby girl who we duly named Marziah, the name of my mother in law's choice.
The date was 21/08/80. Yes, today is her 28th birthday. She is now of course married but is not a mother yet.
She may be 28, the eldest of the three children that I have but in our eyes she is still our baby, our first baby.
Happy Birthday Meiji, as she is affectionately called, and may you live a long and happy life.
Your mom, sister, brother and I love you very much. Happy Birthday baby.