A Journal from 29th of September, 2012
Time: 11 AM
Place: Bukit Kachi Mall
I was sitting on the chair. Today is the first day for me to work at Kachi Mall. The newspapers are coming..an Uncle brought big piles of newspapers. I looked at him, smiled. Then he was busy with his list.
Uncle: Read this.. (give newspaper)
Me: Ah..thank you. I wanna read New Strait Times.
Uncle: Oo..okay. You are Malay?
Me: No, I'm Indonesian.
Uncle: Oh..i thought you're Malay. You don't look like Indonesian. I can recognize Indonesians.
Me: Haha.. yeah i've lived here quite long.
Uncle: How long?
Me: This is the fourth year.
Uncle: Oh..so how long more?
Me: 2 years more :D
Uncle: Oh..
(Uncle is busy with newspapers. I saw he brought the Readers Digest Magazine.)
Me: You sell Readers Digest?
Uncle: Ya..ya..read it (give the magazine) You read it carefully and put it back at the shelf :D
Me: Haha..okay..
(I am reading newspaper.)
Uncle: So you are moslem?
Me: Yes.
Uncle: You like to read Qur'an, prays, shalawat?
Me: Yaa..i read it..
Uncle: You have to read them. It willl help you with everything you do. You'll gain more luck and kindness.
Me: (nodding)
Uncle: You read them and everything will be easy. You do your work it will be good. Your study is excellent.
Me: Aha..
Uncle: If you just focus with the world you'll just get a little. If you focus with heaven, you'll get more. and more.
Me: (keep nodding and smiling)
Uncle: You praise Allah SWT..you pray and everything will be fine.
Me: Ahaa..
(I notice that Uncle doesn't have the white mark that usually Indian has after pray in the morning.)
Me: So..are you moslem?
Uncle: No. I'm Bahar.
Me: Bahar?
Uncle: It's a new religion.
Me: But it's from Iran, a Moslem country. It started at 1819........
(Suddenly a customer came..)
Malay girl: "Kak, i wanna buy the sim card...
For your information, Uncle is the father of my boss, Kumar. They are Malaysian Indian.
To be continued.. ;)
Chandini
Time: 11 AM
Place: Bukit Kachi Mall
I was sitting on the chair. Today is the first day for me to work at Kachi Mall. The newspapers are coming..an Uncle brought big piles of newspapers. I looked at him, smiled. Then he was busy with his list.
Uncle: Read this.. (give newspaper)
Me: Ah..thank you. I wanna read New Strait Times.
Uncle: Oo..okay. You are Malay?
Me: No, I'm Indonesian.
Uncle: Oh..i thought you're Malay. You don't look like Indonesian. I can recognize Indonesians.
Me: Haha.. yeah i've lived here quite long.
Uncle: How long?
Me: This is the fourth year.
Uncle: Oh..so how long more?
Me: 2 years more :D
Uncle: Oh..
(Uncle is busy with newspapers. I saw he brought the Readers Digest Magazine.)
Me: You sell Readers Digest?
Uncle: Ya..ya..read it (give the magazine) You read it carefully and put it back at the shelf :D
Me: Haha..okay..
(I am reading newspaper.)
Uncle: So you are moslem?
Me: Yes.
Uncle: You like to read Qur'an, prays, shalawat?
Me: Yaa..i read it..
Uncle: You have to read them. It willl help you with everything you do. You'll gain more luck and kindness.
Me: (nodding)
Uncle: You read them and everything will be easy. You do your work it will be good. Your study is excellent.
Me: Aha..
Uncle: If you just focus with the world you'll just get a little. If you focus with heaven, you'll get more. and more.
Me: (keep nodding and smiling)
Uncle: You praise Allah SWT..you pray and everything will be fine.
Me: Ahaa..
(I notice that Uncle doesn't have the white mark that usually Indian has after pray in the morning.)
Me: So..are you moslem?
Uncle: No. I'm Bahar.
Me: Bahar?
Uncle: It's a new religion.
Me: But it's from Iran, a Moslem country. It started at 1819........
(Suddenly a customer came..)
Malay girl: "Kak, i wanna buy the sim card...
For your information, Uncle is the father of my boss, Kumar. They are Malaysian Indian.
To be continued.. ;)
Chandini
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