Merdeka Raya!

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Selamat Merdeka Raya! I’ve been ranting on how I’ve never been to a Ramadhan bazaar before. So Tessa (and her boyf) kindly fulfilled my wishes. It’s like a pasar malam, except the stall owners are all Malays, it’s in the evening and the customers don’t get to eat or drink on the spot. Oh and these bazaars happen concurrently throughout Malaysia (or maybe just in Malay neighbourhoods) for about a month. And we decided to take advantage of the concurrency by going to two separate bazaars on the same day, the one at SS18 and USJ4. (or maybe SS19, I forgot).

I’m not a really big fan of Malay food, apart from the usual nasi lemak, the occasional rojak and maybe mamak food. Hence, I am not eligible to make a food review. However, we bought onde-onde, nasi kerabu, ayam percik, assam laksa, murtabak, roti john, nasi ayam, and orange juice. Best of the lot would definitely be the ayam percik; Roasted chicken with some delicious sauce. The orange juice was embarrassing. I marched right up to the shopkeeper, pointed at the orange juice and then I failed to utter ‘cup’ in the Malay language. In the spur of the moment, I shaped my fingers to the shape of a cup and tilted my hand into my mouth. It might have been way to retarded for the shopkeeper but I think he had no clue. I turned around and

asked Tessa what on earth cup is in Malay, only to turn back to the shopkeeper, having him laugh at me. I think I should be forgiven for such a silly act. First-timer’s mistake okay! I’m sorry for not being able to speak in fluent Malay, or even then so, say ‘cawan.’ I’m also sorry for not knowing better that the food and drinks are not packaged to be consumed on the go, hence them not having disposable cups. I’m also sorry for being rather disrespectful by drinking OJ in a bazaar. But now I know. Selamat Hari Merdeka to all Malaysians and Selamat Hari Raya to my Muslim friends (which is probably less than the number of fingers I have).