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THE MESSAGE NO. 53 MARCH 2006
THE YAP CHOY MENG SERIES.
THE S.RAMASAMY EDITION



Runner
THE RESULTS OF ALL THE RUNNING ABOUT
Runner

I answered the call. I listened to the doctors' lull. Exercise, exercise and real physical activities. I really worked it out. It was so strenuous. But it sprang me a real surprise.


WEIGHT SLASHED BY 13 KG
Weighting Scale

Within two months I saw the results. My body weight plummeted. From a hefty 75 kg it plunged down to a mere 62 kg. Thus I shed my barrel shaped body by a whopping 13 kg. This was achieved by a combination of exercises and diet.


JOGGING, WALKING, SWIMMING
Exercise in the morning was jogging - a 10 km. hike. Where? The Bukit Kiara jogging track. Then in the evening I walked round the Kelana Jaya jogging ground. This was another 5 to 6 km for two rounds.

At night I took a dip in the swimming pool. I was in the water for an hour until my body felt cool.

Everyday it was 3 dozes of real physical activities for me. At night I slept soundly to rest my already fatigued body.



DIETING
Diet Meal

In addition, I followed a diet. I ate three meals a day with nothing in between. No snacks, no tidbits, no sweets, no biscuits, no ice cream neither was there chocolate. Even drinking beverages was cut, as some of the drinks contain high calories.


CUT DOWN ON RICE
For meals I cut down on rice for the carbohydrate in it is the culprit, which would actually accumulate and pushes up the body's weight. I ate bread and oatmeal as substitutes instead.

I consumed the veggies and even took meat too.



A 9-INCH WAISTLINE DECLINE
Waist-wise, my measurement declined from 43 inches to flipping the two digits round. A nine inches decrease is a fantastic improvement literally figuratively for me.

Ha, ha, ha..... I hope these chuckles won't adversely affect my figure. Nice figure eh, now without the tummy. Yeah!





JOGGING ENCOUNTERS
Runner Running
One early morning I hit the Kelana Jaya jogging ground to walk a few rounds. I saw a gentleman picking rubbish around a rubbish bin. He wished me "Good morning". I returned his greeting.

In this city of oblivious humanity, few joggers greet me. They strut pass one another like robots - cold and silent. Even if I started greeting people, they would feel shocked and hurriedly acknowledge my efforts with a smoldered or hurried "good morning". As though my greetings jolt them from their jogging dreams. Some even pass as silent as any mechanical robots. Oh my, in this jungle of steel and concrete most people live like machines!

As I walked along this gentleman caught up with me. We broke into casual conversations. This was the first time I talked to somebody since I began my jogging and walking frenzy. This certainly surprised me!


GOOD MORNING, GOOD MORNING....
The gentleman told me many things. He greeted everybody and anybody all the way along. It was "Good Morning" to every Tom, Dick and Harry. I beg your pardon; we are Malaysians. So we said "Good Morning" to every Ali, Ah Kow and Samy. I too greeted everybody.


WE PICK UP TRASH
All along the way, he stopped, he stooped and he picked up rubbish that littered the track. I too followed the excellent example he had set. Most of the littering was done by humans. For food wrappings, drinks in plastic slings, straws for suckling, etc were flung around benches and sheds for resting.


ANY USES FOR WATER HYACINTHS
Water Hyacinths

We jogged past a pond fully covered with water hyacinths. He mentioned something that there was an oxidation pond nearby. According to him, the contents of the second pond must have seeped into the pond with the flourishing lush water hyacinths.

I remembered sometime ago, it was reported that water hyacinths had grown so luxuriously in the Cameron Highlands hydro-electricity dam. So much so that it clogged up the turbines generating electricity. It was a nuisance there, see!

"Could something be done? Say like using the water hyacinths for a useful purpose since they grow so profusely in the wild?" Quipped I, bewildered.

Then the gentleman answered me:

"Sometime ago, I watched a television programme that showed a person from Thailand treating a larger species of water hyacinth with chemicals. He then used it to make furniture. I wonder what has happened to the experiment." That was his reply.

"What if the authorities clear away all that noxious plant?" Asked I.
"They will grow back again," he said.
"Why?" inquired I.


EVER WONDER WHY FISH APPEAR IN A JUNGLE POND?
"The birds will bring them back. Even in the remotest jungle where a pool of water got clogged, soon plants will grow round the pond.

Then there will be fish. Strange eh! The fish could be brought in by the birds too. How? Fish roes (eggs) stick to the feet, mouths and feathers of water birds. When the birds visit the new pond they deposit the stuffs there. The roes hatch and grow into fish, see". He explained emphatically. What a knowledgeable guy, thought I.

That was a wonderful piece of knowledge that the gentleman taught me. No wonder fishes are found in ponds in the middle of nowhere!


HEY, HE IS AN M.P.!
Before we parted company, I asked, "gentleman, your name please?" He told me he was Tan Seng Giaw. Oh yes! His name immediately hit my head. So I addressed him "Yang Berhormat" instead. He is the Member of Parliament for Kepong, The Honourable Dr. Tan Seng Giaw. He is a very civic-minded and knowledgeable down-to-earth sort of M.P. indeed. Small wonder that he has been in Parliament since the 1980's, and in the minority Opposition too. Cheerio, Y.B.

Then there will be fish. Strange eh! The fish could be brought in by the birds too. How? Fish roes (eggs) stick to the feet, mouths and feathers of water birds. When the birds visit the new pond they deposit the stuffs there. The roes hatch and grow into fish, see". He explained emphatically. What a knowledgeable guy, thought I.




DOG CAN MISCARY TOO

Puppies      Puppies
One day one of our mentor's canines got into pre-mature labour. Elsa was taken ill. She was carrying but soon she had a miscarriage. She laboured hard and bore ten little fetuses which came out all dead.

I thought only humans have miscarriage. Now, I know that even dogs could miscarry during their pregnancies. The cause? Nobody knows; not even our mentor.

With that the canine population at our master's mansion was kept in check. Isn't that nature's way of population control?

Later Kancil pushed the numbers up by another 10.

Puppy in Basket

Latest: New Elsa is expecting another litter.






PETER GIVES A SCARE

E-Mailbox Yellow
One day the postman left a card in my mailbox. It asked me to claim a packet from the post office. Now, this was the time when many embassies in the city received packets from unknown senders. There were speculations and suspicions that the packets might contain the dreaded germinal poison: anthrax.


I OPENED THE PACKET CAUTIOUSLY
I was scared, yet I went to the post office to claim the packet. You know what. It was an under postage letter that slapped me with a fine of 50 sen. On receiving the packet, I was a little suspicious. What was the content?

When I opened it, my suspicion increased. I peeked into it from one end. There was paper in shreds. Torn pieces of paper in a mess. What was it? With much caution, I pulled out the content.


BITS AND PIECES OF THE MESSAGE
There were bits and pieces of a copy of the MESSAGE. My first thought was that someone who got annoyed of my constant sending it to him yanked and mutilated the MESSAGE to pieces and sent it back to me as a sign of protest. He or she might want to say, "to hell with the MESSAGE".


PETER SENDS IT
I searched the mess for clues of the sender. I found a note written by Peter. It read:

"This is how my dog had done it. Kindly send me a new copy." Signed Peter Chong.


A CHAIN REACTION SET IN MOTION
Then a chain reaction was set into motion. I dashed off for home and grabbed a copy of the MESSAGE 47TH edition. Immediately I sent it off using Peterfs enclosed 30 sen stamp. Other things happened in succession. Not so pleasant indeed, so I care not to mention. But the scare dissipated and I recovered back to my normal condition.

I have scrawled a note to Peter: "How did you reward your dog?" Let's all imagine and wonder.



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IT HAPPENED SO 50 YEARS AGO
THE CIRCUS COMES TO TOWN

Elephant Circus

By Harbans Singh as told to Chan Suy Sang

One day Harbans Singh rang me. He had recalled vividly an interesting story. He rattled off his story to me like he was cutting grass for his cows (I mean so skillfully). Here he goes:

"One morning I was cycling to town heading to some meadows to get fodder for my cows. On reaching the old Rest House, I saw the big tent on the playground. It was the sort of town park just opposite the ESSO and SHELL stations now. Then I realized that the Tai Tian Kiew circus was in town.


HE BLOWS HIS HONK
Honk Car Flag

On coming near the circus compound, I saw elephants grazing on the roadside. A car drove slowly by. Might be the driver was excited to see the pachyderms around. He honked aloud, might be just to greet the elephants or to show his presence.


HOW DARE YOU HONK AT US
Elephant At Charge

The next moment, the elephant nearest to the car passing by raised its huge trunk and trumpeted aloud. It rushed at the car. The driver panicked. He drove the car into the circus compound. Several elephants charged at the car. The car stopped and the driver locked himself in. All the circus elephants came around and pushed the car with their trunks.


RESCUED BY THE MAHOUTS
Just before the elephants applied their powerful force with their trunks to make the car overturn, the mahouts rushed out from their hideouts. "Hou, hou, hou.....". They shouted aloud.

On hearing the familiar shouts, the infuriated elephants calmed down.


HE APOLOGISES TO THE ELEPHANTS
The elephants let go of their trunks from the car. Then the mahouts coaxed the pale and shivering driver out. They made him gently stroke the elephants' trunks to indicate his apologies to the great and mighty. Oh my, he learnt a useful lesson in his life! Do not honk at large animals - especially at elephants." Harbans Singh thus ended his story.


DRIVERS USED TO HONK UNNECESSARILY
Honk and Beep

Hey, talking about honking. Those days, drivers used to blow their honks at the slightest thing they saw in front. Be they cyclists, pedestrians or cars. Not only that, they even honked at girls by and far from the roadsides. Purpose: to show off their cars; to draw the lasses' attention. To give them free rides. But those days, girls were too shy and they remembered their parents' warnings that such invitations should be declined.


FEW DRIVERS HONK NOW
Circus entertainment is dead now. So there are no more elephants seen around town. However, today we have so many cars around. It is very dangerous to sound your honk now. Once I blared my honk at a crawling jalopy in front. You know what I got in return? A raised fist, shaking at me! I accelerated and sped off to avoid a man-to-man collision! This is a case of a honking motorist who created a road bully.

Advice: now use your car honks sparingly, please. Otherwise, the other guy may trumpet and spit at you a barrage of obscenities. Worse still, he may charge at you like the pachyderms in Harbans Singh's story. Sorry then, no mahouts would come out to rescue you!

Hey, ladies and buddies! After reading the story kindly complete the following analogy for me. Here it goes: Some modern motorists are...........

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A VISIT TO JUKU SINGH

One evening I tried to drive to Ampang to see Juku Singh. Oh my! The traffic was terrific. The glare from headlights from vehicles from the opposite direction along Jalan Ampang was dazzling blinding. That coupled with my making a mistake and taking the wrong turning. I could not find his house. I bowed and bailed out.

Then one fine Saturday morning I was determined to find him. As I drove along Jalan Ampang the glares now came from the sun. However, with daylight helping my vision, I accomplished my mission. I drove right up to his house.

I had a long chitchat with Juku. Well, he and his wife are a happy couple as their youngest daughter was planning to tie the knot with her betrothed. Congratulations young lady, hope your marital life will be most happy and blessed with lots of progenies!




HIS NOT SO FRIENDLY NEIGHBOURS


On his birthday celebration many a visitors noticed that our mentor's front yard had been dug up. Some asked, "did you dig that soil to form a vegetable garden patch?"

Wild Boar

No, the digging was the deeds of the wild neighbours - wild boars. They have wreaked havoc on the ground though nothing edible was to be found. I guess they just scavenged for earthworms!

The other day, I picked a sour-sup from his only tree of that species. There was one fruit left on the tree. Two weeks later, when I tried to pluck the durian Belanda as we local name it, it was not there. Presuming that it had fallen, I scoured the ground. No fruit was to be found. The soil had been turned over by the peccaries' snouts! So the fruit must have been devoured.

Sometimes I wonder if our master would one day come face to face with one of those long-mouths. For all around the compound they have left foot prints and their thorough digging around.



LATEST: When I met our mentor a day after April Fools day, his physique was fit as a fiddle while his speech was voluble. Patriarch, Cheerio!




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IT IS WITH REGRET AND GREAT GRIEF TO LEARN THAT AYAH SAMY PASSED AWAY AT THE END OF FEBRUARY AT THE AGE OF 63.

HE IS SURVIVED BY HIS WIFE ELIZABETH AND A 15 MONTHS OLD SON GOPINATH.

OUR DEEPEST CONDOLENCES TO THE BEREAVED FAMILY.

MAY HIS SOUL REST IN PEACE.




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