RM1

What does RM1 means to you? Nono don't get me wrong, i'm not referring to Rancangan Malaysia Pertama.. RM1 as in, 1 ringgit malaysia.. It somehow means alot to me today..

Just came back from lunch and decided to blog this straight.. Would like to share this special experience i had just now with everyone here..

Today is another day which i'm trying hard to save money.. Not that i'm that poor, but i'm trying hard to see if i can minimize my expenses.. So guess what i chose for lunch today...

Roti Canai with no drinks.. And it costs a bloody RM1 okie.. Kanasai... Things are so expensive nowadays..

As i walked in to the mamak nearby my office, i did a quick scan around, ensure tht no one i know of is sitting around, and picked a seat near the entrance.. When tht mamak guy came to take order, i swear to u that i can see him laughing and cursing from the inside when i said: "Roti kosong, air tak mau".. Kanasai mamak guy..

Was sitting there alone for a while when the mamak guy served a teh tarik to my table, and an uncle sit down right opposite me at the same time.. Ooppss... I was sitting on his table, as it seems that he actually reached before i did, but perhaps went off a while to get sth.. Feeling a little paiseh, i gave an apologetic smile, and prepared to stand up and move to another table when he told me to sit down and share a table with him...

Share a table i did...

As i was busy SMSing, he started the conversation with me.. "Hmm.. Sekalang semua balang pun mahal.. Gular pun sudah mahal..", he spoke out with a strong tamil accent.. I couldnt really understand what was he trying to say but i nodded and replied, "Ya semua balang pun mahal..".. Our conversation went on for another short while, and we both started eating when our foods were served..

And a thought came across my mind.. Should i pay for that uncle's Roti canai and teh tarik as well? Hestitated for quite a while as it defeats the purpose of me being there, to save money in the 1st place..

My hestitation came to an end when that uncle told the mamak guy to "kira" (get the bill), and actually paid for my roti canai as well... *EYES WIDE BIG*

Felt so bad for letting that uncle pay for me, but he kept insisting that its alright..

Felt the warmth out of no where.. Though its only rm1, but from an uncle whom i don't know of, with very very simple clothings, of totally different skin colour from mine... I must say that i'm really touched at that moment..

What a nice experience for me to have.. This definitely reminds me of all the good deeds that others did to help when I was down..

I love malaysia :)