punkers and bonkers
There was something i have always thought of doing with a group of friends at times when the lunatic sparks strike on our nerves. There was never the time, or probably we can never get all so lunatic, all at once. One fine day, two strangers made my nutty aspirations their task instead.
As i was saying, couple of days ago i was reading The Star outside a shop, just stationary at the corridor right there. And there were these two gals dressed in completely ruggart and worn-out outfits. In a way, they looked like typical beggars at that kinda look they carried. And since there were only me and the big Mamak-shopkeeper along there so these two gals approached me for a starter. The whole scene, conversed in Cantonese, in summary began to take place as…
girl1: mmm-mmm… hungry
girl2: (hands out) please? can?
me: what? hmm??
*pause* at this point of time, despite their act of speech inability, i thought i would wanna get around to learn bout these beggars-lookalike more… (good going?)
girl2: (took the bread… gave me, held my hands)
me: ay! pakcik! mereka mau roti… bagi fleee-lah (uncle, they want bread, give them free)
innocent mamak: (shook his head vigorously) tak buleh! tak buleh! (can’t! can’t!)
girl2: my sister (pointed at girl1), she’s sick. Crazy. We got no money to treat her. Now our guardians don’t really care about us. (glared at me)
*pause no.2* so right there, i didn’t know why but these sisters did not seem convincing enough to be crazy beggars. So i just went on with them, not trying to get myself cheated out of sypathy.
me: really ar? (looked at girl1) oh, then why let her run out with you? how old are u?
girl1: hmmm… bread… hungry….
me: i also very hungry…hungry till gonna go crazy too.
. . . then
girl2: my sister really crazy already. we all want to follow you back. Please bring us back.
me: Yau mou kau-chor ar? i come out alone alone like that. You think i got place to stay ar? Why not u bring me home ler? I’m also abit crazy-crazy one…
girl1: (grabbed my hand, and looked as if she was to cry)
me: (just stared back at her and shook my head)
And suddenly this girl2 spoke in ultra-fine-fluent English! Like wtf?! Baffled! Completely clueless! She said that she and girl1 are coursemates doing a practical research on human empathy and how much they needed to do to convince a citizen without awareness to get cheated by scams pulled by conmen/women who impersonate as such needy lot. They needed to sort of complete an act in a whole 15 minutes or so. Right… I gather I should have passed as the compassionately wise citizen? D-O-H… What a cracking 15 minutes for an experience for being punk’d! Laugh out loud, people!
Oh! Anyway, i came across this interesting site. It’s amusing sometimes how people can blog so publicly about personal stuff. Oh well, blogging is a free way to speak away what’s in everybody’s mind, so i guess it’s ain’t wrong but i am certain that that post might gather great great and more great ideas for particular individuals out there.