A Message to HINDRAF by Rehman Rashid, NST

NOON. Somewhere on the upper decks of Buckingham Palace.

[knock knock] "Your Majesty? Are you in there?" [knock knock]
"Who's there?"
"Your serf."
"Your serf who?"
"Your serf N'dour."
"You must be seven seconds away then."
"Actually, I'm right here, Your Majesty. May I come in?"
"Of course not. I'm on the throne."
"There's a group of Indian gentlemen at the gates."
"So what else is new? They've been there since the end of our empire."
"They have a letter for you, ma'am."
"Tell them to take it to Sonia Gandhi."
"They're not that kind of Indian, ma'am."
"Neither is she."
"They're Malaysians."
"Malaysians? Lovely people. Quite charming. They have kings and queens too. Highly civilised, I call it. Last time I was there was to open our Commonwealth Games in '98. There was a spot of rioting going on, as I recall, but they took great pains to spare Philip and I the tear gas."
"Beg pardon, ma'am, but that should be Philip and me."
"How dare you. Go find your own husband, you horrid little man."
"Got one. Would you like me to read you the contents of their letter?"
"Of course not. Just give me the gist of it."
"They love you and want four trillion pounds."
"Of what?"
"Sterling."
"Good heavens. What for?"
"Back wages, I think."
"Goodness gracious, how long were they working for us? I haven't got four trillion pounds. Do I?"
"No, ma'am. Unless you'd like to sell Scotland to the Irish."
"They don't have four trillion pounds either. Can we sell Europe?"
"No longer, I'm afraid."
"Hong Kong, then."
"Ten years too late, ma'am."
"Blast. Well, you'll just have to tell these Malaysian Indian gentlemen to go away, we haven't got the money."
"They say it's just a point of principle, they don't really expect to get four trillion pounds."
"So what's all this about then?"
"They want the Crown to acknowledge they're worth four trillion pounds, and deserve four trillion pounds, even if they'll not get tuppence."
"Oh come now, we can give them that much. Maybe even a whole shilling and a cup of tea. They were our loyal servants, after all. See to it, won't you."
"Very good, ma'am."
"I know I am. But tell me, who's in charge of these people now?"
"At the moment, Scotland Yard, ma'am."
"I meant back where they came from."
"Ah. There seems to be some confusion over that. According to their tourist office over on Trafalgar Square..."
"Nelson! My favourite franchise. I've always wondered if Hardy actually kissed him."
"...they are represented by a political party in a democratically elected government under a constitutional monarchy."
"Like ours?"
"Not in the least. They have nine monarchs."
"Well, so much the better for them."
"But these gentlemen claim they have been left out and ignored for 50 years."
"My husband's been for 60 and you don't hear him complaining."
"But he's not one of your subjects."
"Oh yes he is."
"I stand corrected, ma'am..."
"Just how I like it."
"...but the gentlemen at the gate aren't your subjects either."
"Their country's part of the Commonwealth, isn't it?"
"Mm-hmm."
"And I'm the head of the Commonwealth, aren't I?"
"Where are you going with this?"
"Therefore, they are my subjects."
"It doesn't quite work like that, ma'am. Not any more."
"Then what's the point of being queen?"
"Frankly, ma'am, a lot of us are wondering ourselves."
"I am still queen, aren't I?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"And head of the Commonwealth?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"And these people need my help?"
"That's what they say, ma'am."
"And four trillion pounds."
"Quite."
"Tell them we thank them for their loyalty, now naff off."
"Very well, ma'am."
"I'd send them to Charles, but he'd only tell them to try organic gardening."

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NOTE : I am a big fan of his writings. Take it with a pinch of salt, will ya?

should i...?

my colleague asked me; would i go to klcc and meet up some friends after work on friday?
ok, firstly, it was a weird question.
i asked; why shouldnt u go? will there be another riot this week?
she said no.
then why are u asking me this question?
she juz smiled.

ok, here's d thing.
me and this colleague have d same pattern. we go to work, after work, go home straight.
that's all we've been doing.
so when there's an occasion; u juz dont know what to do. ure too afraid to break d routine.
it's not only her, others as well. plus me.
i love to meet up with friends, u know, d gossiping, d tell-all, bla, bla bla. and d laugh u thot u'll never hear again.
her main concern is d jam.
to hell with d jam! i dont care! juz go!! i know i would.....!!

dont u juz miss catching up with each other?

chilling out..?

a friend introduced me to her friend yesterday. it wasnt planned. im so used of going back home straight away. so when we decided to have a drink and chit chat for a while, i felt restless. but hey, when was d last time i did that eh? cant remember.
i didnt expect anything though.
i cant remember when was d last time i actually mingled with ppl.
an hour later, i had to excuse myself; kids waiting for me at home.
as soon as i arrived home, even mum asked, why was i late.
yes, i do want to mingle but sometimes, d topics that they discuss; i juz cant blend in.
pls dont say i didnt try. i did.
well, maybe i take myself too seriously.

omar in hospital

ok, dont panic. on saturday nite, omar climbed up mum's kitchen cabinet and he fell. nobody saw how he actually fell and we thot nothing of it. he would fall on and off and being boys, well, that's what boys would do rite. but he cried non stop and when we carried him, blood was gushing out from his mouth. he didnt stop crying. so we brought him to d hospital.

luckily, no tear whatsoever. only a deep cut on his lips.

cupcakes lagi

i was supposed to pick up these on tuesday.

but i only remembered it on thursday.

it's from coffee bean.

'boleh tahanlaa...'

kuda jinak

inilah keje atuk bila ada peluang.
andnot once he let them down.
ok, cukup, cukup, kuda haus...
what i had this morning.

of all kopitiams, kluang offers d best coffee.

chilled coffee; what can be better than this?

nostalgia beb

i stumbled on these picts in my sister's laptop. so before she decides one day she wont be needing these picts anymore, i'd better post it in my blog.

her bday party in 2006.
her barbie bday cake.

(tak sedap langsung)

there was a period where she refused to wear anything else but this.
this must be ages ago.
raya 2005.

nasi goreng # 1

this is my signature dish.

nasi goreng.

when d best cook in d world( mum ) complimented my nasi goreng, i dont need jamie oliver to tell me otherwise.

'takde rupa sedap pun', some would say.

but....

cubalah try dulu, baru tau...

sessi mengutuk

some dreams can really make ur day. never had d same dream twice but d results are all d same. exhilarating! d kind of dream u will never want to wake up from. dying to tell ppl about it but i dont think ppl would understand. maybe ida would. no doubt about it.
do u believe in dreams? do u believe it will turn into reality?
and from what i dreamt last nite, i dont mind d consequences.
some of u would want to be there, trust me.

some time back i think i said not so very nice things about natasha hudson's book. oh, my perception on her is still d same. here's another one. datin anna lim's book on parenting. i laughed so hard when i saw in d magazines. this coming from somebody who openly admitted that she has never been a hands on mother. she admitted she never changed her kids' diapers. and u wanna talk bout parenting? oh my. and i was quite surprised with d number of ppl who turned up for d book launching. were they laughing with her or at her? i juz cant relate. i'm not against socialites-turned-author, mind u. but who these ppl are trying to fool actually? definitely not me.

i had lunch with hubby today. went to this place. not a stall. dont know what to call it. nasi campur bawah pokok. nway, d place is a crowd puller. so u know, u cant be choosy when it comes to seating. managed to squeeze in. u tend to be quiet when ur right and left are strangers. hubby was opposite. of all places, we got to seat next to 'golongan org2 tunjuk pandai.' d urge of laughing was unbearable. so i stared at hubby, and vice-versa. but d moment we got into d car, man! let's juz say, 'kesian mamat tu kena kutuk kaw-kaw punye.'

jalan2 cari makan

i had a good weekend. although on friday night when my sister forced everybody to eat sushi, i declined. i juz cant bear to look at my workplace again and again, morning, noon, night!! so i let rania go with them. after they left, i went back home with omar. it was different without rania in d car. it was quiet. and when i reached home, quiet again. but she did ask me to wait up for her.

so i waited.

hubby called, and when he asked where's rania, i said, 'pergi party tak balik2 lagi...'

'masha allah, kecik2 dah pegi party...?'

occasionally, mum sent me pictures of her thru MMS.

'aik, mcm happy je...tak ingat umah ke budak ni...'

they sent her at 11.

d moment omar saw her, he ran and hugged her.

that, my friend, is priceless.

brought d kids to watch d circus on saturday. we enjoyed it tremendously. a bit frustrating coz i promised them tigers & lions. apparently, those 2 are outdated. really? i didnt know.

omar toying with my lipstick and look at that face!!

kena marah...cembengnye...!!

tak gheti duduk diam...

on sunday, i decided to leave d kids with my mum and went out with hubby, to check out The Gardens.

this is what hubby ordered for lunch.

it looks 'ngeri' but according to him, 'sedap.'

as expected, this was what i ordered.

'memang sodap...!'

cerita org2 tunjuk pandai

last nite went out to have crabs. mum was craving for it. we went to our usual place. so basically, we would know what to order and in what amount. for example, since there were 4 adults, we thought of ordering 3 crabs coz we already knew d size. and definitely not 2 coz 2 persons can finish 2 crabs effortlessly. and 4 would be too much. so when we called d waiter to order, he automatically ordered 2 crabs but i said i want 3, and he refused to listen. he said, d crabs are big. i wanted to tell him, 'kau peduli apa kalau aku nak order 10 pun.' but of course i didnt say that. rasa mcm nak tumbuk pun ada jugak.
so when d crabs came, true enough, 2 wasnt enough for d 4 of us. and to order another one would be ridiculous. d waiting game. so during dinner last nite, i kept bringing up d subject of d waiter 'tunjuk pandai'. even my bro agreed with me. we were hungry, and yet we still want more. so i suggested to my bro, go and call him, so that i can 'jentik telinga' and say, "biasa dia tu...!!'
that would be fun, aint it?


here's another story that i have been dying to write but i juz couldnt find d right words.
sometimes i read marinamahathir's blog. not that i fancy her. i wanted to know bout her father's condition when he was hospitalised. so when i stumbled on what she wrote lately, regarding some ministers that she despised i assume, and on d illegal assemblies' pictures that she posted on her blog, it makes me think, it looks that she approved of what's going on. i mean, would she approved of it if her father is still d PM? i dont think so! and when she mentioned d current state of integrity'ness', i'm amazed coz i dont remember anything bout integrity in d first place when her father was on d throne!
i know she championed women issues, bla, bla, bla. but sorrylaa, i dont listen to ppl who appears in d socialites magazines regularly. and u want to talk bout women's stand on islamic issues....?
oh please!!!!!!!!!!!!
(by the way, her father is still a great man...)

semakin hari semakin bosan

isnt it sad that syawal is over?
mine was over d moment i had to work. urgh.
should we be looking forward to raya haji soon?
when there are festivities coming up, ppl are nicer, dont u think?
like rite now, ppl are back to their own normal routine, doing d same thing everyday.
sad, eh?

as for me, nothing new. d big difference is, i no longer have to send rania to school coz it's school holiday. but still i'm late to work.

and this is to a friend far, far away who's not responding for reasons unknown to many. only she knows why. but whatever it is my friend, it cant be that bad. or perhaps, she wants to be invisible? i respect her decision, whatever it may be.

butts that turn u on