Fairuz: Mr Lingam. What we want is the best la… and constant assured supply.
Lingam : Correct x3. correct x2. You know that the same problem that Eusoff has. He tried to do all this and yet he has run out of oil
Fairuz: Yes. I know. Eusoff was a connoisieur la. He wouldnt settle for anything less.
Lingam : Ha ha ha. Ah yes.Correct x5, right x3 correct. Ah right susah. You see he has now to supply the oil for six others la, so that he can make sure his men have enough.
Fairuz: Yes. I know. But you chaps have to promote your product well la. At the highest level, you know what I mean ?
Lingam : Correct x3, ah and then ah, correct. But never-mind, I will do this, I will get Adnan to arrange for the boss to call you and Vincent. And you know why, actually, I am very grateful with Vincent you know why, I brainwash you so much even I quarrel with him. One day I went to Vincent’s house, I fire him at the night in his house. I said very hell if you don’t do this who will do it? We have to take the oil bath every Saturday la. All these people Eusoff , Fairuz, Zainon all fought for that. Then he called Adnan. Adnan he said, saya bukan boss lah, you know. If the old man doesn’t want to listen to me, go to hell. He quarreled with me. I said nevermind, nevermind, you talk to boss again tomorrow morning. At least once in 2 weeks la… oil bath with Lingam’s oil. So next day morning he went and he called me back 9.30 that he said boss has already agreed. So I said nevermind, we hope for the best. So I said no harm trying, the worst that it can happen is that you lose. Being the old man, he is 76 years old, he gets whispers everywhere, and then you don’t whisper, he get taken away by the other side. But, now boss is very alert because every time he wants to buy oil, he called Adnan, he said discuss with Vincent, come and discuss.
Fairuz: That’s good, but the other chaps are also trying to get in la. You not seeing them enough. Why don’t I see the boss direct ah ?
Lingam : Correct x2, ya, but you see although I know the boss, .. I go through them, I go through them lah. Ah x4.And then Zaidin will call them telling that you went saw the boss direct and you make a big issue out of it.
Fairuz: Are you keeping tabs on them ? What are they up to ? Lingam : Ha, it seems that they are going to organize a campaign to promote the other oil la. But you just keep quite don’t say anything. Even the press asked, you said I leave it to God, that’s all. Don’t say. I really like your message. You said you work very hard, what can I do? I leave it to God.That’s the best answer that you can ever give.Ah… I will also get Vincent to put a bottle for you la. This will elevate you, you know.
Fairuz: But everyone knows the other oil is useless what ? Unless they have been going around saying your quality is down.
Lingam : Ah.. My god that’s why, ah. Correct x4, ya x4 right x3 correct x2No don’t worry, I know how much you suffer for this la. I know Fairuz 110% loyalty. We want to make sure our friends are assured of their oil la. For the sake of the country. There is only Lingam’s la… Not for our own interest, not for our own interest. We want to make sure the country come first. Well, you suffered so well, so much you have done.
Fairuz: Better make sure the quality is maintained la. Also you have to keep up the campaigns .
Lingam : Ya ya, don’t worry x2. We work hard on this. I will organize it to get the bottles of oil specially made la.
Fairuz: Ok, I leave it to you la. Bye.
Lingam : Ok all the very best. God bless you and your family.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Kural
As a student in Chennai in the 70’s I used to travel by bus, and the Pallavan buses had these quotations from the Thirukural, by the Tamil Poet Valluvar. They were mounted inside the buses, just above the driver, and as most of the time you would be travelling standing, you could not help reading them. Most were unintelligible to me, considering my very basic Tamil knowledge. But this is one which I recall.

A very beautiful reminder on gratitude, while at the same time, exhorting one to forget the unpleasant immediately.

A very beautiful reminder on gratitude, while at the same time, exhorting one to forget the unpleasant immediately.
Monday, May 12, 2008
The Sardar inventor
The Sardar was history's unluckiest inventor of lemonade. Over the years he came up with 4-up, 5-up, 6-up and then gave up.
He then went on to invent the inflatable dartboard, which was inexplicably a failure too.
He then went on to invent the inflatable dartboard, which was inexplicably a failure too.
Random thoughts..... which made me think.
If time heals all wounds, how come the belly button always stays the same?
Is experience what you get when you don't get what you want?
Does it prove that life is hard by the fact that nobody gets out of it alive?
Should you live every day as if it were your last because eventually, one day you'll be right?
(adapted from anon)
Is experience what you get when you don't get what you want?
Does it prove that life is hard by the fact that nobody gets out of it alive?
Should you live every day as if it were your last because eventually, one day you'll be right?
(adapted from anon)
Sunday, May 4, 2008
A Malaysian scene
The chendol stall was crowded.
The haggard old beggar lady approached the people at the stall. She had a bundle of her belongings under her arm. “Tuan, lapar la. Beli minum,” she pleaded in a small voice. Most just ignored her, and turned away. They did not want their moments of pleasurable slurping of the chendol spoilt by this dirty old lady.
Sitting on small plastic stools among the crowd, savouring their bowls of cool chendol were two young men, smartly dressed, and sweating in their ties. They were obviously well to do businessmen. Their driver waited a short distance away in the BMW.
The old lady came near them. “Tuan…. Lapar”. She looked up at them plaintively, ready to be shooed away. The men looked at her. One of them turned to the chendol stall owner, “Bagi satu chendol pada dia”. The other man stood up. “Amoy, duduk sini.” He offered her his stool.
The old Chinese lady sat down thankfully. “Telima kasih tuan.” A smile cracked her wrinkled face. She slurped down the chendol, occasionally looking up gratefully at the two Malay businessmen.
The haggard old beggar lady approached the people at the stall. She had a bundle of her belongings under her arm. “Tuan, lapar la. Beli minum,” she pleaded in a small voice. Most just ignored her, and turned away. They did not want their moments of pleasurable slurping of the chendol spoilt by this dirty old lady.
Sitting on small plastic stools among the crowd, savouring their bowls of cool chendol were two young men, smartly dressed, and sweating in their ties. They were obviously well to do businessmen. Their driver waited a short distance away in the BMW.
The old lady came near them. “Tuan…. Lapar”. She looked up at them plaintively, ready to be shooed away. The men looked at her. One of them turned to the chendol stall owner, “Bagi satu chendol pada dia”. The other man stood up. “Amoy, duduk sini.” He offered her his stool.
The old Chinese lady sat down thankfully. “Telima kasih tuan.” A smile cracked her wrinkled face. She slurped down the chendol, occasionally looking up gratefully at the two Malay businessmen.
Friday, May 2, 2008
Masglish
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