THE MESSAGE NO. 89 APRIL 2009
THE LADY ANON. SERIES,
THE HEMA LATHA 5TH EDITION
After three on the day of Mr. Miles's birthday party, more visitors came. First came Wong Yeng Kee who trailed
in, though a Bentong guy and even driving up his petrol is free. He owns Esso, we all know. Dear Yeng Kee,
sorry I did not meet up with thee!
Later came Hilda Ponnu, whom I know had depended on her chauffeur's availability. Normally, evening time was
time that would most suit her convenience. Many a time when I met her she used to call late in the day!
The next day Razlan drove down from Kemaman. Wow! What a distance. He went to pick up Khalil from Jerantut.
kowtow for your persistence of coming down and having done so much driving around. I lift my hat for your feat!
The duo came with the noble intention of bringing our mentor out for lunch. However, Mr. Miles declined the
invite as he was indisposed. Cause: just physical exhaustion plus a little infection. He said he was down with
fatigue from the whole of the previous day's festive activities. Fine, but he was not feeling fine.
The next day he had to go and see a doctor. When I visited him that weekend he was still nursing a cold and
suffered from a running nose! Few days later I called him and he said there was nothing to worry as he was
heading for total recovery.
To Razlan Marzuki and Khalil Mr. Miles says:
Thanks for ur presence and valuable present
There were also those who could not make it there on that auspicious day! A prince from Pekan text-messaged
several times to excuse himself from the merriments because of pre-arranged engagement. Tengku Iskandar even
offered to supplement whatever we want.
Peter Cheong called me to excuse himself as he was down with miscellaneous ailments. His doctor was frantically
searching and researching to find the cause of some of his dysfunctional systems. Very genuine reasons. For a
month later Peter called to right himself with the right reasons. Kidney malfunction, but now he is recovering
with the proper and right medication.
We can be sure there were a hundred and one excuses to turn down the occasion. Like some distant relative had
headache or stomach upset, or running nose, etc, etc. Someone's neighbour who invites oneself over for tea or
you go to some nearby place for a look see. There were others who were too busy! Some are too shy to meet
people. What at your age! You will remain shy for life! Pardon me if you feel the slice for my being saying so
sly. The fact is: Time is running out. Don't miss it, and be missed out!
WORDS GET YOU INTO DEEP TROUBLE
IF YOU DON'T USE THEM CORRECTLY
Terok Singh was travelling in a crowded bus. He was carrying the passport size photograph of his son for
college admission. Accidentally, the photograph drops down from his pocket. He started searching for it
frantically & found it on the floor below the ends of a woman's saree. He asked her, "Can you lift your saree?
I wanna take photograph......."
THE REST IS HISTORY
He was beaten so badly that he had to be admitted to hospital. He was surprised to see Butol Singh on the next
bed to him in a worse condition.
Butol explained what happened to him.
He had gone to a remote village to work. He finished late & missed the last bus. He couldn't find any hotel
nearby. So he approached a nearby house & asked the Owner whether he can stay there for a night. The Owner
replied "I have 2 grown up daughters. Sorry, you can't stay here".
Then he approached the next house & asked the Owner whether he can stay there for a night. The Owner replied
"I have 3 grown up daughters. Sorry you can't stay here". He went to the next house & asked "Do you have grown
up daughters", the Owner asked "Why....?" Butol replied 'I wanted to stay for a night".
THE REST IS HISTORY
The moral of the story is :
WORDS GET YOU INTO DEEP TROUBLE IF YOU DONT USE THEM CORRECTLY.
CURE FOR DENGUE
PASS THIS INFORMATION TO AS MANY AS YOU CAN, IT MAY SAVE LIVES.
I would like to share this interesting discovery from a classmate's son who has just recovered from dengue
fever. Apparently, his son was in the critical stage at the ICU when his blood platelet count drops to 15 after
15 liters of blood transfusion.
His father was so worried that he seeks another friends recommendation and his son was saved. He confessed to
me that he gave his son raw juice of the papaya leaves. From a platelet count of 45 after 20 liters of blood
transfusion, and after drinking the raw papaya leaf juice, his platelet count jumps instantly to 135. Even the
doctors and nurses were surprised. After the second day he was discharged. So he asked me to pass
this good news around.
Accordingly it is raw papaya leaves, 2pcs just cleaned and pound and squeeze with filter cloth. You will only
get one tablespoon per leaf. So two tablespoon per serving once a day. Do not boil or cook or rinse with hot
water, it will loose its strength. Only the leafy part and no stem or sap. It is very bitter and you have to
swallow it like "Wong Low Kat". But it works.
A friend of mine had dengue last year. It was a very serious situation for her as her platelet count had
dropped to 28,000 after 3 days in hospital and water has started to fill up her lung. She had difficulty in
breathing She was only 32-year old. Doctor says there's no cure for dengue. We just have to wait for her body
immune system to build up resistance against dengue and fight its own battle. She already had 2 blood
transfusion and all of us were praying very hard as her platelet continued to drop since the first day she was
Fortunately her mother-in-law heard that papaya juice would help to reduce the fever and got some papaya
leaves, pounded them and squeezed the juice out for her. The next day, her platelet count started to increase,
her fever subsided. We continued to feed her with papaya juice and she recovered after 3 days!!!
Please spread the news about this as lately there are many dengue cases. It is miraculously effective!!
EATING WITH OUR FINGERS
"With all these etiquette and rules eating with all these tools, it's better we forget them and just eat with
our fingers." Mr. Miles had suggested.
Even eating with our bare fingers, we have to follow rules and manners. The following were what I learnt from
two born fingering eaters one Malay and one Indian.
When eating with our fingers, make sure you wash your hands. For eating with fingers, always use the right
hand. What about left-handers? No excuse, for picking up food only the right hand must be used. Not only for
eating, in fact in doing many other things like handing over something. The rule is using the right hand is
doing the right thing. If you must for example the right hand is occupied, then for using the left hand you
must ask for an excuse!
Pick up the rice with your five fingers. If you have a chunk of meat or a fish it is more polite to tear off a
piece of meat or fish and put it on the rice that you pick and lift to shove it into your mouth. Grabbing a
chunk of meat or a whole fish and devouring it whole is not considered as good mannered.
To get some meat or veggie or just some gravy from the common platter, pick it up with the spoon provided. It
is impolite to take it with your bare or already used fingers.
Then smacking your lips when you eat is not encouraged. If you need a second helping do not finish what is
already in the dish before you add in. Always leave something to preserve continuity. No matter how good is the
food, finger licking is regarded as no good! If grains of rice stick to your fingers, just shake your fingers
and drop them back into your plate.
Oh! if you use no plate but only a banana leaf, fold the banana leaf towards you at the end of the meal. That
indicates you accept and appreciate the food. If you fold the leaf away from you, it is a rejection of that
type of food. This is done after a meal after a funeral, meaning you do not wish this type of occasion to
Who told you all these? I must thank Zainal Lisut of Kelana Jaya and S.Ramasamy of Karak for briefing me. Any
omission or error commission, I tender my apologies.
If any of you figure out any other manners to be observed while eating with our fingers, give me a tinkle
and I will pass on your piece to inform everybody in our fraternity.
REELING BACK HALF A CENTURY:
BACK TO 1959 - APRIL
This month back then, there were several lawbreakers led by two ringleaders. Who were they, particularly the
leaders? What were their misdemeanours? Please do some reading of The Past Notes of our mentor and you will
Otherwise things were bored because April was a month of long school holidays those days. Our mentor also
retreated up the hills, Fraser Hills the popular escapade of the British colonials. Probably he wanted to cool
himself down after having dealt with the bunch of hot-headed teenage delinquents!
Nauseatingly bored; nothing else to write about anymore! Let me suggest you sing a song, or just hum along. If
you are inspired bring out your guitar and strum out the tune.
RED RIVER VALLEY
From this valley they say you are going
We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile,
For they say you are taking the sunshine.
That brightens our pathway awhile
Come and sit by my side if you love me,
Do not hasten to bid me adieu,
But remember the Red River Valley,
And the girl that has loved you so true.
What you think of the valley youfre leaving
Oh, how lonely, how sad it will be,
Oh think of the fond heart youfre breaking,
And the grief you are causing me.
From this valley they say you are going,
When you go, may your darling go, too?
Would you leave her behind unprotected
When she loves no other but you?
I have promised you, darling, that never
Will a word from my lips cause you pain;
And my life, it will be yours forever
If you only will love me again
I am sure you did sing and enjoy the fling. Do it again; continue singing.
Hey! I can imagine hearing your loud applause; your catcalls! Fee....few........
Follow by shouts of encore, encore, encore.....
Do you want some more? Just give me a call. I will give much, much more that goes like this: OH GIVE ME A
WHERE THE BUFFALO ROAM..... Dixieland, Clementine etc, etc, etc. These old songs I can print for you in our
next and the next issues! May I hear from U?
THE CANINES WENT BERSERK
One day, we were sitting in his kitchen drinking and eating for it was tea time. Then we heard the dogs barking
and they kept on barking. They barked and barked as if they had gone berserk. They ran helter-skelter. One
climbed up the slope behind the house, but he backed down. He went spook!
Some wild critters could have been looming in the woods. Mr. Miles and I stood outside the house to see what
was around. We could not see a thing, but the dogs continued barking.
'It's probably a monitor lizard. They used to be around. Or, could it be a tiger!" said our mentor.
A tiger! Plausible, it is impossible!! Oh yes, very possible for a tiger to roam that jungle surrounding his
bungalow is quite comfortable. Moreover, there is tiger food available - plenty of wild boars digging and
scavenging the surroundings!
More than 50 years ago, a tiger had trespassed into his house. A few ferocious canines then chased it out. The
story came out right from our mentor's mouth! We hope that history will not repeat itself this time round!!
That day as I drove away, I crouched in my car and spied the bushes around.
STORY NO. 4:
I HAVE MY FATHER TO THANK FOR
By Mohd. Razlan bin Marzuki
My early education began in a kampung (village) school. I went to school with the other village kids. We were
very robust and liked to play against each other. Kids are kids and at that time I did not even think what my
future was going to be. All the time we played and were having fun. I was rather mischievous and playful, you
know that "Tom's Brown School Days" I forgot who the author is! But that was how I behaved when I was in the
I remembered catching a baby snake -- harmless snake, non-poisonous kind, we Malays named it as "Ular Lidi". I
kept the snake in a box and the next day took it to school and just to scare the girls. Well, you know what
happened then when I show them the slithering critter? The girls were yelling like mad and this had caught the
attention of my form teacher. I was punished for that and the case was reported to my parents. The teacher
gave me a good caning on my backside and at home I got more from my mother. I was lucky that my father
my side, he praised for being brave to have caught the snake.
When mentioning about snakes I remember that during the school time with our mentor, in the old hostel (the
late Mr Wong's bungalow) our Mentor tried to scare me with a small snake in the bathroom. He thought that I
afraid of the snake but later they were surprised! After I finished my bath, I took back the snake and gave it
back to him. Mr. Miles do you still remember that incident?
I remembered my late father telling me that one pitch dark night, he heard a hard knock on our shabby house.
peeped through the crack-hole on the door. He couldn't see a thing at all. The knocking continued. He opened
the door. You know what he saw? Two white eyes and a set of teeth, grinning at him. My father was a little
scared. Someone from the other world! That fellow uttered something but my father understood not a thing!
It was total communication breakdown listening to different language sounds, you see.
Then the fellow rushed into our thatched house and went straight into the kitchen. He pointed at the kettle on
the stove. Before his intrusion, my father was boiling some water to prepare a drink. Through signs language,
my father understood what he wanted: the hot water.
So after giving him what he wanted he in return gave my father a tin of oats. That was the first time he saw
oats he hardly knew what it was. He just mixed them with hot water, added sugar and tasted the whole thing,
said that thing was slimy and slippery but good.
He was stranded for words with that man. He was an African soldier serving the British known as KAR (King
African Rifles). He spoke English! My father knew not that language!! So he made up his mind to send me to
learn ENGLISH. But where to send me? Those days, Jerantut was still under the district of Kuala Lipis. The only
available school was The Clifford school in Kuala Lipis. I still remembered he took me to Kuala Lipis and tried
to get me admitted to the school. It was a failure because I was over-aged.
My late father really wanted me to study English. He packed me off to Bentong to study English. So he sent me
to live with a Malay family who was a barber at 73 Ah Peng Street in Bentong. Later the barber moved
elsewhere. Then I moved in to stay with a police inspector from Jerantut and then a police sergeant. Next, l
stayed with Mohd Noor Mohamad's family our school clerk who used to work with Balah. When Mohd Noor's
were transferred to Seremban, I had no place to stay then!
My good friend Khalil, asked me to stay with them in the storeroom of a clerk whose name was Encik Solehan.
Later with a group of friends we managed to stay in the Malay Club near the football field. And.... From
there..... I was rescued.
Razlan has written a captivating long story. His tale to be continued. Thank you.
MESIAN - MESSAGE 88
HAS COME OF AGE
Did you notice something weird about Mesian-message 88. It had come of age! It was bald on the head.
the header with the Mesian-message number, the series sponsor and the edition sponsor were left out. All six
pages had the header bald. Even I only noticed it when told by our mentor. Well 88 is a ripe age to sport a
bald head, isn't it! In the online version I have rectified the situation, sort of re-haired the head!
Rejuvenated the desert! Ha, ha, ha.
Mesian-message No. 88 is the LADY ANON. SERIES,
THE SELVARAJ DANIEL
Excuse me for the omission.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE FOLLOWING IN APRIL
||LEE KIM THYE (MRS TONY)
||CHAN SIEW MUN
||CHIN AH SANG
||LEONG AH SUI
||YAP YOKE CHIN
||LAI MEI YIN (MRS TEH)
||YAP YOKE NGOH
||CHOI THIAM EWE
||ABDUL MALEK BIN AWAG
||BAHARI SHAFIE (HAJI)
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