seems like this is a fight between david and goliath. *BAM* *BISH* *POW* and there goes the traditionalist. don't you all see it? its seems so straight foward. but sad at the same time.
it is not a question as to who will prevail if bruce lee, jacky chan, and jet li were to have an ultimate battle. but my guess who have to go to bruce lee... followed by jet and then jacky. with al ldue respect to jacky chan, whom many movies i adore, but he doesn't come across as much of an hardcore fighter as much as the other 2.. bruce and jet both kick asses.. and i do mean literally.. while jacky will be too busy doing his foward roll over the table.... or backward flip down the staircase..
back to the issue.. i was drawn into it as i went to a seventh month dinner.. those complete with wayang (chinese puppet) shows and auctioning... i used to attend at least 3 a year while i was younger but now the number has dropped to this solitary 1. there are many reasons what caused the drop in numbers... the old hands organising and handling these dinner are too old to handle them. the younger ones are reluctant to carry on. thinking that its a waste of money and time.
and most importantly.. they see no benefits in carrying on. True u think. why do something that won't benefit anybody? honestly, i'll think that way too. but what if the 'people' benefitting are not people? they might be our good old frens released to visit this world on the seventh month of the lunar calender.
they will hang out at wayang shows or the getai (stage show) as all these are staged especially for them. if u notice.. the front row of seats at these shows are usually empty. but in fact they are reserved for our good old frens.
dinner was nothing fantastic. they don't seem to serve roast pig anybody. but there was free flow of beer. hmmm... i was getting a fair bit of highness from all the beer. and nearly wanted to bid for this weird looking dragon cat ornament which was supposed to bring me all the luck i need according to the emcee. my mum was like asking me to shuddup and even threatened to change my drink to the extremely disgusting orange juice. i'll choose to call it carbonated water with a tinge of orange.
the crowd was loud and bustling.. screams around the place to make their bids. it was all in good fun. hardly see anybody below the age of 40 participating though.. even the puppeteers putting up the show were all at least 50 years of age.
The smell of joystick burning... the sound of people screaming bidding and with the wayang music in the background... the taste of eating a dinner with frens, family or colleague under a temporary tentage during a happy occasion.. the feeling of getting high on the free flow of beer that fills your cup no matter how fast you drink it.. all these might jus disappear from the face of our tiny island in the next 10 years..
wonder where our good old frens will hang out if these are gone......
