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Showing posts with label Malaysian Culture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Malaysian Culture. Show all posts

Monday, September 6

Sudirman Stories

When did we first learn that there was no Tooth Fairy? Not that I ever believed of her existence since it is kurafat, but you get my drift right?

But I was having my weekly exchange of emails with my girlfriends,when a question came up, that left me in a fit of giggles.
"Did your parents or grandmother ever scared you off with kalau tak makan sayur, nanti mati macam Sudirman?"

Gina burst out laughing immediately because she has never heard of that line before. But I, I remembered.

See, my late grandma would not allow us to shower late at night....also because of Sudirman.


"Jangan mandi malam-malam nanti mati macam Sudirman."

I actually asked her in detail, "Kenapa Tok?" So she explained how Sudirman comes
home late after shows and showers at midnight, so he fell sick ( i guess it is pneumonia) because of it. So intelligent kan? But how did she know that the late Sudirman showers at midnight? She probably made that one up!

Not content with just two of us having stories about Sudirman, I asked my housemate (since she also has a Johorean grandmother and mother), if they ever scare her with any Sudirman stories.
Hers came out as....
"Jangan minum air kotak/gas , nanti mati macam Sudirman!"

Like apakah?? Seriously, I could not believe that she too, has her stories about Sudirman. We both ended up literally rolling on the floor laughing. To think that we actually believ
ed it, is beyond words!

Why Sudirman?
My conclusion is, all grandmothers and mothers, they go to the same school of thoughts!! There must be some kind of manual books for Malay mothers to scare their kids!!

Kesian Sudirman, tak pasal-pasal nama dia kena. He was such a talented singer. *mode lagu balik kampung tetiba*. If I have not tell you yet, the late Sudirman, nicknamed the Singing Lawyer was a popular Malaysian singer back in the 80's, who died at a young age, for reasons unknown. Some said it was due to black magic, but I beg to differ.


But you know, there weren't that many tales or beliefs that my mother and grandmother wanted us to be scared off. There were no masuk tido cepat nanti hantu datang, no makan nasi kena habis nanti nangis (sebab kita orang mesti habis makan licin), hehe.

There was this once, where my sister's friend had worms in his stomach. He scared her off by touching her hand and said "hahahah you have been infected and now you will get worms too". My sister got so scared, she did not want to go the toilet the whole day. She kept running away until my grandmother shouted "You bloody Pool " for believing such nonsense from her friend.

Hahhh bagus kan my Tok so intelligent! She knows that there is no such thing. But Kids...they believe every thing! So kids, fear no evil, hear no evil and speak no evil!


PS- I have this other maid back in the days who absolutely idolized Sudirman. She had pictures of him in her bedroom and cried buckets when the singer died. She even imagined marrying him. I can't somehow remember the name of this particular maid. Hmmm....

PPS- Do you have your own Sudirman stories?

Wednesday, December 30

True Blue Malaysian


Just like you, I would do the same.

I would speak in full English and then 'selit' a Bahasa word in the sentence. All with a purpose; to find out if you are just like me, a Malaysian living/travelling abroad, usually happy to see another fellow countrymen in a foreign land.

And so two Malaysian girls did exactly what I would do if I saw another Malaysian at the airport. I should have played my part and turn around and say hello but I was too tired from the journey from Ladywell to Gatwick, that I did not say hello.

Chinese Malaysian Girl: "Eh, see see Malaysian passport right?"
Indian Malaysian Girl: "Mana?"
Chinese Malaysian Girl: "Depan ni.Confirm kan?"

I did not turn my head.Shame on myself, but really I was too tired, but I just smiled. I must have looked like  those people who think they are great just because they live abroad and do not mix with other Malaysians.Hehs.Sorry, I'm not usually like that.

I can tell if you are Malaysian by the words you use. No other nationalities would say "Line up " to get their kids to queue up. Only primary school teachers would scream at you to Line Up!!

Also, no other nationalities would question a question with a Right? or state a fact with a What? at the end of the sentence.

" We are going there, right?"  Is it because we think that we are always right? Kiasu sungguh.

"We can go there what." Did you notice that there is no question mark at the end of the sentence? It's because we, Malaysians use What in the sentence above to stress what we are doing ,but with an irritated tone.

And that is how I differentiate a true blue Malaysian from the crowds.






Spot the Malaysian sejati in the above picture. Hint:

a)one thinks Scottish shortbread is the next best thing since slice bread
b)one thinks New York is the best city to live in
c)one cannot live without say Eh! and Lah!

Thursday, July 16

What's cooking, good looking?

Just the other day at the kitchen or pantry, (as it is fondly known by Malaysians), a colleague of mine commented on the 'gorgeous' smell of my bihun soup, right after I heated it in the microwave.


"Sorry, is that Thai or is that Indian? I cannot tell between those two " she asked inquisitively.

"That's more Chinese, but it has been Malay-fied." I said matter of factly.

" What's in there?" she asked, this time sniffing into my tupperware . ( I felt like I was at a tupperware party ok!)

" Well, it's just garlic and some onions" I replied, not wanting to offend her if I started going on about the rempah empat sekawan.

" But I can smell the Indian spice in there, what is it called? cardamom pod and star anise yeah?"


" Oh yeah..I totally forgot about it...yeah cinammon stick and star anise" I answered with a non too gritty smile. Damn, I wanted to be politenot wanting to be embarass her, but instead I felt the hot flush . How the hell did she learn how to differentiate the smell??? I don't think the Irish uses alot of star anise or cloves in their cooking...

It must be the many Indian restaurants and takeouts blooming in the city that poppadom has taken over the popularity of Walkers crisps.

I'm not sure if many of you out there are like me and go on an underestimate people. No, don't get me wrong, I don't do it all the time, but only when certain situation surfaces. I'll give you an example , if you were talking to a a Matsalleh, and he asks you where you are from. Chances are, you will say Malaysia, because you are afraid that they might not know where Kuala Lumpur is.

And then it turns out in actual fact , they have been to Kuala Lumpur, Kuantan, Langkawi, Perhentian Island and Kuching and absolutely loves it there. Haaa, hamek kau. So then I will meekly mutter, that I am actually from Subang Jaya, which is in Selangor and not from the glorious Kuala Lumpur, but because I thought that it would be easier to not embarass both parties if I proudly announce that I am from Kuala Lumpur but only to find out that they have not even heard of Malaysia.

Some of my favourite responses when I say that I am from Malaysia are..

" That is part of Vietnam right?"

"Oh, yeah, I was in Abu Dhabi last month.." o_O. This response came from the potter who wheeled me while I was at the hospital. I replied with a very confused"Oh." I kept telling myself that he probably wants to tell me about his holidays and not making reference to Malaysia.

"Where is that?" Slaps forehad. -_-

It's difficult to be a mini ambassador ok.

Anyway, while I am at the topic of my lunch , I brought 3 pieces of bread and serunding (chicken floss) to the office today, and my Polish colleague peeped in my tupperware. No, no, not the same colleague who had some interest in my soup, but another one. She smiled and said it looks good. I wondered if she thought I brought leftovers from yesterday's lunch which was white rice, ayam goreng and yes, serunding. Biaqpi aku nak bawak serunding hari-hari..

Serunding to me, is the best savoury meal one can never leave without. You can have an express lunch of telur goreng, serunding and kicap and it will keep you satisfied to the brim.

Hmm... I wonder what will happen if I brough budu and belacan to the office? Hihihi...


Tuesday, January 16

It's amazing whom you meet and the stories they have to share with you. I'm thankful that Sya brought me to the wellness club before, and now I have a very2 good looking korean guy friend.
And Monique and the other local Irish were having a good time laughing at the accent of the Corks (pun intended). Haha, ok so now that sounds horrible. But Cork, really is a state in Ireland. It's already hard for me to follow the Dubliner's accent, and the Cork's are worse.
Dubliner: How are Yee?
Corker?? : I'm gooden love en
Dubliner:What are Yee doing like ? ( they love to put a like at the back, although its totally redundant)
Corker: Cooking porken

Notice the en at the back of each word? They liek to add in en as it means love. So they might just call me, Mimin, or Girlin , which means like Mimi Dear or even if they say like porken, they mean like nice pork. Haha. understand?

Anyway, amongst other things that were discussed were books,health obviously, communism and Irish stuff.And it got to a point where I was asked, what Malaysian product is famous ? Or what represents Malaysia, like how Celtic and Guiness and Baileys are associated with Ireland.
I was stuck for a moment, and foolishly answered, Teh Boh and Beras Jasmine! Hahhaa..I wanted to say KLCC, but when they ask products, I was really dumbfounded..
Am, however told me that I should've answered Wau Bulan, Ghazal, Zapin, Budu, Nasi dagang and Belacan?!! Hah? WIll they understand ?


Huhu SO what do you guys think I should answer? I should learn to be a Malaysian AMbasaddor!