I had a magical 1Malaysia experience last night.
My friend had her engagement ceremony at an Indian Temple.
…many an Indian experience in recent weeks (deepavali fair & shopping, tamil school prize giving - don't ask - and this), such fun.
Especially the dressing up.
And the eating - after the ceremony it was time for the number one Malaysian ritual - makan.
The food was delish.
As usual.
And once no longer starving, I made an observation.
I was seated at a full table of 8.
The two guys to my right were chatting in Tamil.
To my left, a Chinese couple were talking (erm…Mandarin? …Cantonese? One or the other :P )
And across the table, two other friends having a conversation in Bahasa Melayu.
Which as I paused and watched the scene, like a movie, it warmed my heart.
I mean, how many countries can you go to and not understand 3 whole conversations at once?!?!
Haha, for real, I love Malaysia!
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Although this did leave me, failing to properly communicate in any of these languages, to have a silent, actions-only conversation with the final guest at the table.
The 3 year old.
Sounds about normal to me...
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