An interesting Old Nut ...

a routine morning ..i went to chong hoe coffee shop for packing up " Ba chui Mee " and my favorite ,daily beverage "Teh Ais" ... ...i do a jay chou's posture in initial D inside the car , when i was on the way to chong hoe ....after i pack my car...i walking inside chong hoe by a james bond style and heading to it's counter..when i pass first table in front ...i saw an old folk whispering himself...wondering is he either talking on the phone ? or he is a nut?i do not think much...ordering like what i do usually ...then i standing beside the booth of Ba Chui Mee..waiting for my breakfast...

my mind recall of that old folk...to find out the truth..i drop the words as the old saying " curious kill a cat" behind ...heading to the table of that old folk sit...i found a strategy place which is right handside 2.8 mile to his talbe..left handside...3.2 mile to the booth ...and at front can watch my car directly to avoid receive summons from mpk officers.....

i stop there ...and think that would be too obviously if i went further...so i pull out one cirgarette from bowl,and showing a good manner to our next generation there.....i peek at him...and started to measure he..his hair was totally white. he's wearing a white shirt. a short pants..and a old fashion,brown colour slipper.

there is a beg between his leg...a black bag,a primary school boy bag.

on the whilete table. there is a bowl of mee with a cup of coffee ice beside..

at the counter side of the coffee ice there is a pesticide...

but,wait? what is the point of putting pesticide on the table?

He starting to whispering again..this time i saw and heard clearly ...he using fujian language said : " ba ru er lang jin ja shi bo liu ..pa lai pa her....um zhai shi wi xia mee.." and stop talking and continue eating his noodle..

" nows day people are very silly ..keep fighting each other ..dont know what for?" this is the meaning if translate into english ....

a loudly "sweat " bang my head...and left 3 black line besdie my head...

" who he talking to ?", " pesticide?", " cirgarette bowl?", those question keep surround in my brain.

soon, he started to whispering again.. but this time he sound very low until i cannot hear what he speak...

but i saw his eye look to his right hand side ..seem like somebody sitting besdie he..

" It he got mental problem?"

" he talking to ghost?"

" or may be he just too miss somebody....somebody mean a lots to him is gone...and he cannot let it go?"

"boy, your mee is done" called by the hawker

"okay" i answered and pay the money..taking a bowl of mee. i was thinking, i am thiking too much ...he is just an old nut ...and i become a young nut for trying to figure out what he do ..how bored both of us are. i look at the old folk and say its to myself in heart.

cross the road..opening my car's door .. i cant endure and take a look to the old folk again ...saw a funny picture ...behind of the table of that old nut ..there is two pretty girl, one young boy totally three of them , their eye and mouth open largely untill i have an impulse to put my fist into their mouth.

Before i leave,

I smile ,

Why?

Because i am not the only Nut in Klang City .

~~~ CHEER ~~~