Thursday, November 05, 2009

Preeta's Rightful Share

I want to tell you about my friend Kandan. Full name Kandan A/L Palanivel. Twenty years old. Handsome bastard. Of course we men don’t stare at each other and think who’s handsome, who’s ugly, of course not. I’m just saying only. If you had seen him, you also would have said the same thing. We all—me and Kandan and one whole group of fellers—used to lepak at one bhaiyyi coffee shop near KL Sentral there, and even the stylish college girls, the ones from rich-rich families, talking with hell of an American slang and all, used to come and sit with us on Saturday afternoons. Giggling, blinking their big eyes at him like he was God. Even if I strip naked also nobody will look at me like that, I tell you. Fooyoh, terror lah that feller, six feet tall, big shoulders, hair like a TV model, and dunno from where he got brown eyes, almost like mat salleh like that. Next to him Hrithik Roshan also will lose. But he was just a simple boy from Rawang, laborer’s son, never gone anywhere. Cannot even speak English properly.
Okay, go and read the rest of Preeta Samarasan's short story A Rightful Share at online magazine Guernica.

10 comments:

Oxymoron said...

Like dat also can go in magazine, ah? I also can! Hahaha! :)

Dienasty said...

Her ear for voice and diction amazes me. Man I wish I could write like that.

Greenbottle said...

oxymoron you idiot...i salute preeta for wrining in manglish...

Oxymoron said...

No sense of humour, ah, gleenbottle?

Greenbottle said...

ah oxymoron... i just said the same thing when my brother looked at my book of paintings by mark rothko and he said...hey i can do that... of course preeta isn't mark rothko . but to tell the truth even i can copy mark rothko's paintings...so now you can say i'm an idiot...

Oxymoron said...

I cut oledi! You cut oledi or not, gleenbottle? :)

Nah, I won't call you an idiot. Personally, I prefer fantasy art.

bibliobibuli said...

*sends both boys to the opposite corners for fighting* You can come out when you learn to be nice.

gnute said...

I enjoyed reading Preeta's story. A pottu 'as big as a haw flake' - only Malaysians/Singaporeans would get that.

Oxymoron said...

I am nice! Albeit a little cheeky. :)

Jane Sunshine said...

There are some bits which are a bit wonky but overall, applause, applause - Preeta has captured the Indian zeitgeist so well. Jane Sunshine