old indian's tale.

"bang. ni kedai goreng pisang yg femes tu eh?"

akak beratur blakang aku tanye.

"ha ah. sini la."
"bukan die blah kiri ni ke?"
"mm...tak perasan plak. dulu sy beli sini. maybe kot"
"betul. sini jugak. saya slalu beli."

uncle india beratur depan aku sampuk.

"haa betol la kak."
"dia ada satu jugak bukak. kat usj sana. sana lagi ramai orang. sangat susah mau dapat"
"ye ke?"
"betul. saya punya kawan juga ada bawak saya ke sana. mmg ramai. saya sendiri fikir. apa pasal sangat susah mau beli. goreng pisang juga."

senyum.

"sekarang sangat susah ar. semua barang mahal. macam2 barang mahal. mau makan pun susah"
"biase la tu uncle."
"you know ar. right now is like, rich people become richer. kill the poor people. u know why? because all the corruption, money, power"
"shh. i know that uncle."
"u know ar. corruption is really bad. kill the people. gov nowadays are very bad. i tell u ar. im not a politician. im 57 years old. i know i cant live any longer. but what i want before i die is this country become really a country. not like now la. u know. i work overseas. i once work at italy, u can see their country is beautiful. all the mountains, lake, very attracting people la. they really take care about that because their government know that it can make money. but what they do in here. all tebang. all hilang. look at putrajaya as example. all tebang, build a building, then what. spend all money and then collecting money from us. u know what. in here corruption is really bad. example is samy vellu. very2 corruption punya orang. thats why indians dont want him. we ask mahathir, we told him about samy vellu but still nothing. then we people ramai2 buat itu bantahan. tell mahathir ramai2. "
"really? why ar?"
"i dont know why. u know ar. i once work as safety officer.one day i saw an injury guy. i took him to a swasta hospital. but they dont want, and ask me to take to government hospital. when i reach there ar, the policeman down there tell me. 'this man is dying lah." i know la he is dying, i want him to live, not to let him die. but once samy vellu's son kill people ar, they took to 2 swasta hospital, take care of the body and then remain silent until now. no news u know. true story. look how bad is samy vellu. thats why we indian dont want him."
"oh. is it true sir?"
"true story"
"u ar. u nowadays shouldnt give them chance again. im not politician. but i dont want this rich-poor things. u knw what i mean ar. i once work in iraq u know? at saddam hussein house. u know why iraqi angry at him? because of this rich-poor thing. hey, god also tell us, money is not only for us right? we use help the poor. use together. but in saddam house, all gold. gold tub, gold walkaway, all gold. no camera can go inside. they dont want all people know about that. corruption u see. all about money. u have money u have power."

"oh. da sampai. haa. pisang 2 ringgit."

"ok sir. im just talking. ur the young person. im not a poltician, im just care about this country before i die. i dont ask anything la. just think about what i said. corruption, money, powe. you young man. you can decide yourself la. ok. enjoy your goreng pisang."

"ok sir. thanks ar."

redah hujan.
masok kereta.
start enjin. gerak.