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Aiyoo tarak mata kaaa? (a.k.a Hello Singapore!)



SCENE 1:

CAMERA VIEW: POV

Me at Woodlands Checkpoint. Singapore customs clearance. Filling in disembarkation form.

I finish writing everything and hand over my form, along with my Passport and IC to the rather stern-looking female Indian Customs officer.

She takes my documents.

She looks at the documents.

She looks up at me.

She looks at the documents again, and says

"Abdullah Mohd Nawi... Ooooo... Melayu kaa? Saya ingat Cina...."
(Translation: Abdullah Mohd Nawi... Ohhhh... You're a Malay? I thought you were Chinese...)


CAMERA VIEW: My face (Closeup)

...wtf?...

FADE

Comments

Fauziah Ismail said…
Salam Bro,
You must be a very tanned Chinese then!
Cat-from-Sydney said…
Father of Biscuit,
You must have shocked her very much that she spoke to you in Malay! Don't they usually speak Sing-lish? har har har *evil laughs*
Razee Salleh said…
Hiya Bro,

Perhaps she was trying to make a funny? :)
Mother of Cat:
I think it was the way I was speaking Singlish to the other officer that mede her think I was Chinese.. hehehe.. But seriously...

Razee - Bro - A funny??? Hahahaha!!!

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