Little lamps to find their ways
Melaka
Saturday 24th
October 2015
Early this
week, a sudden closure of classes due to the haze blown from Indonesia made me
to find the easiest way to prepare breakfast for the children. The announcement
was made with no choice resting only on unpopular hours close to classes beginning
next morning. The reason for this choice is because the Ministry of Education
would prefer not to close classes in schools unnecessarily, more so for the
coming Sijil Peperiksaan Malaysia examination. The examination will begin on
November the 2nd. I wonder would the Ministry be more caring and lenient this year in considering the passing level. Haze is depressive and is bad for health plus visibility. Breathing irritation and eyes irritation.
The whole
town looks so gloomy and dull. When I reached the best nasi lemak stall in
town, everyone couldn’t smile. I picked eight banana leaf-wrap nasi lemak, ten
curry puffs, four ketupat daun kelapa and the brewer filled a BRIDGESTONE’s
thermo flask of my favorite Teh Tarik Halia Kurang Manis. “Berapa mak ?” Mak
replied, “Sembilan Ringgit Sembilan Puluh Sen” When I put those items on the
breakfast table, I felt funny about the price and turned to my wife, “Dear, Mak
silap kira”
This
morning, I spread Blueberry Body Butter one her neck and back while she apply
Renergie Multi-Lift after cleansing to shield the dirt of the 9.00 a.m. haze that
read at 125, unhealthy for sensitive group reported by www.aqicn.org .
After we
pull over to the side of a triangle junction, we walk to the same best nasi
lemak stall and we tell Mak, “Itu hari, mak kurang kira” Mak jawab, “Tak apa,
makan dulu. Nanti baru kita kira.” I take a table spoon for my wife and she
take a banana leaf-wrap nasi lemak for me. No need to repeat at all, the drink
maker brew our favorite Teh Halia and Nescafe O. While enjoying the gustatory
chew of the nasi lemak, one Indian speak three important words that draw my
attention on him. He uses “Malacca High School” in his morning chat with a
Malay man sitting on his right of a bench, who is breaking fast by the stall
counter.
I ask him, “Are
you a former pupil of High School ?” The Indian man reply, “Yes” That is how we
begin and we reach this stage….
C. Ramasamy
a Form 5 student of Malacca High School in 1957 retired as a civil servant of
the Health Unit of the Majlis Perbandaran Melaka a long time ago. Unable to
hide his love for his alma mater, I found him this morning. During the brief
chat, Ramasamy quoted Mr. Kumaradas and Mr. Goh Tiow Chong as his teachers, Mr.
Ee Tiang Heng as his batchmate and Mr. Robin Goh as his junior. He highlighted
to me that Mr. Ee Yew Lin who was the school PIBG member has acted as a trustee
member for Bukit Cina, which sounded like he valued the heritage of Melaka. C. Ramasamy
is being honored with the State Pingat Jaksa Kebaktian and he invited me to his
Deepavali Open House on Tuesday 10th November 2015. A Chinese like
me enjoying a breakfast chat with an Indian served by a Malay is what I called
1Malaysia.
I would
like to take this opportunity to thank Lord Rama and his wife, Sita, this enlightenment
to find a very senior Malacca High School pupil on a simple street of Melaka.
May this
Diwali bring you clearly the joy and happiness. May the little lamps help
everyone to find each one way.
Happy
Deepavali.
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