consumated ... maybe consummated
Maybe consummated, used or even secondhand. Its not nice to be called used, its worse still to be called second hand. But consummated, that is something else - there is romance attached to it. From the past, records, essays, writeups, by me, by others, already publically published. Maybe from past blogs. Maybe someone reading this may say, "I have read that before", so be it - Lias.
Retired. Lives in in the Far East, in Malaysia to be precise. Vision & Mission in life left too far behind; but who can crystallise the future?; now take the seconds, minutes, hours and days as they come by.
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There was this debate among a few of my friends on how dirty publics toilets in Malaysia are. This is a part of my contribution in the debate.
I grew up by the Pahang River, but when I was small I lived in a Malay wooden house where we children just use to ‘do it’ by the hole on the floor, just taking a short floor board out. And it all fell under the house where dogs just take mouthfuls. And when I got older we used to do it in an enclosure in what we called ‘jamban’ in the Pahang River. Actually its like a floating jetty with 2 or 3 logs secured together. In those days logs were not so expensive so it was easy to get floating logs of say 15 foot long. Secure them together, float them in the river, have wooden board on top, secure them from floating down river by steel ropes, have a enclosure at the downstream of the jetty and you have a toilet. And the floating jetty as whole is where you stand while bathing, if you do not jump into the river, or where women used to wash their clothes, or as a jetty where boat stop for you to get into them to go the Temerloh. And when you do your business, everyone knows you are there but no one disturbs you, not even when people going upriver by dugout canoes passing your ‘jamban’. And the river fish normally have a field day when you do your business, especially ‘ikan lampang’. And after that you go and fish for these fish, or sometimes you throw cast net over them, after you stuff have long left the ‘jamban’ already floated down river. Its a vicious food cycle. And we also have to use the river to bathe in and we took the river water to drink. Even the crocodiles in the River knew us, no one got killed by those crocodiles, and we knew that there were quite a number of them in there. We were used to the River and drinking its water then had no ill effect on us.
I think I have share with you this joke before but I am going to tell it again.
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