K a n a s a i

The Tale Of How You Screwed Us

Posted on September 7, 2008 by Jay

You …

I’m talking to no one else but you …

Yes you ….

We excel in whatever we do in spite of everything you’ve denied us.
Yet you give us no recognition of any sort
You deny us places which are rightfully ours in favour of skin colour
You force us to dig into our own pockets to finance our own education
You indirectly export potential contributors to the system in a time where others are importing them

Having done that you expect us to be loyal to you and to serve you

You happily screw us right left and center by making it such that if we don’t serve you, the education which we financed ourselves will amount to nothing
You then randomly send us to absurd places. Places which I believe if your own children were sent, would have your knickers in a knot.
You do things to people without the slightest thought of how negative the impact might be
You let us down time and time again by your constant display of poor judgement and inequality.

And yet you still expect us to be loyal to you and to serve you

You make it such that we have to beg you for anything
You make it such that we have to stoop to levels we’d be ashamed to stoop to, for only the lowest levels of action on our parts would warrant any reponse on yours.
You strip us of our dignity by still denying us what we humbly request
And at the very same time you give freely to others what we’d tried so hard to request from you.
Just because we were painted a different colour at birth

And yet you still expect us to be loyal to you and to serve you

You constantly shower us with propaganda that in an ironic way, decreases our level of tolerance and further fuels our dissatisfaction
Your constant display of the most ridiculous things we watch on the news everyday leaves us wondering how our children’s future will be like
In the disturbing reality where even the laziest person gets an award, you give us absolutely no incentive in serving you. Yet you want us to strive to be the best.
Once again we excel in whatever we do in spite of all the shit you’ve put us through.
And yet you give us no recognition.

And yet you still expect us to be loyal to you and to serve you

You ……

You’re keeping us in a place with no opportunities
You’re surpressing all our ambitions
You’re killing all our dreams
You’re bringing to the gradual crumbling of our close relationships
You’re denying us the chance of pursuing our interests and goals in life
You’re denying us the simple pleasure of waking up everyday to family and loved ones around us
You’re denying us the chance of caring for our aging parents in an irony that sees us giving pharmaceutical care to total strangers 500km away from home

Most of all ….

You’re robbing us of our youth

You …

Rest assured that when the time comes we will pick ourselves up and piece bits of our lives back together.

When the time comes we will leave you hard and cold and tell tales of how you screwed up our lives, along with those who were unfortunate enough to cross paths with you.

And rest assured that when that time comes, after the way you screwed our lives, we will do whatever we have in our might to return the favour.

Categorised under All About KT | Pharmacy Related | Somewhat Serious Issues

Kanasai Places

Posted on September 2, 2008 by Jay

When you travel places, you’re bound to see really amusing signboards.

Like this

Wonder what they like to ‘pegang’ over there.

And this…

I imagine Satan himself taking a bath in this sungai …

And what about this?

How utterly vulgar. Tsk tsk tsk.

Kanasai~!

Categorised under Disputable Language | Misc

Mama Rocks~!

Posted on August 29, 2008 by Jay

In the style of my favourite food blogger friend, J2kfm, let me present to you our favourite eating place over here in KT.

When I say favourite, I mean we only favour it during times where we wake up after an evening nap to find the clock showing 9.30pm and we’re too lazy to drive out to Chinatown.

This is Mama Tomyam

So let’s start with this. Kopi panas sedap.

Notice the wonderful presentation of the entire thing.

Presented to you in 2 layers so that you can either sip the top part and cringe at the sheer bitterness of black coffee, or scoop up the bottom bit for that sugar rush you might need later for the happening nightlife in KT which includes clubbing, discos, strip dancing and free flow alcohol.

Either that or the person who prepares it is just too darn lazy to stir the damn thing.

Looking at it, one is tempted to think of eating layer cakes.

Ahhh. Sedapnyer.

In fact it’s so sedap that once you’ve downed it………

You’ll be ordering this on subsequent visits for fear of getting diabetes.

Then this usually comes next.

Delicious eggs. The one on top is called Telur Mata Kerbau. The other one is Telur Dadar.

Though they both taste different, they both have one thing in common.

Once the cookie’s done with the dish, he scoops extra oil onto the dish, giving it that wonderfully lustrous shiny texture …. and also giving you that extra bit of cholestrol you might just need for your next heart attack.

And here’s the main course. Fried rice with black thingies. From afar, you might be tempted to think it’s some exotic animal being served. Like deer meat.

Upon closer inspection, you’ll notice that you probably won’t be able to tell the difference.

And since it’s burnt to a crisp, it wouldn’t really matter anyway cause it might taste like burnt chicken for a while, then with the next bite , it might taste like burnt beef.

Delicious satisfaction for the whole family.

And the highlight of the whole meal?

Is that once you’re done. You get to wipe your mouth with Virgin pulp.

I imagine people who work for this company have to be virgins to be employed.

So for those of you who balk at the thought of non-virgins in the factory making your tissue paper, fear not …… these virgins are giving you their pulp so that you can have clean, unpolluted material to wipe your mouths with.

So come on over to Mama Tomyam. Guaranteed to tingle the senses …..

….. and to make you realize that the drive down to Chinatown at 9.30pm was probably worth it after all.