Nando's: "NO Request, Sir"

This is a Malaysia-specific post, with local language thrown-in, with apologies to international friends :-)

I used to loved eating at Nando's.

Yum...the mild-peri chicken grilled to perfection, the trademark garlic, peri and whatever sauces, the (new) grilled veggies. Yummy, yummy, yummy.

Alas, "used to" is the operative phrase. I don't go there anymore, much as I miss their (slurrrp) chicken. Cause they don't let their customers (that would be me) to request which part of the chicken they would like for their meals.

Let me explain.

One day, me and my wife (OK, that's bad grammar, but sounds about right for the way I'm tellin' this tale), well, like I said, me and the missus had a hankering for Nando's chicken one day. Went to one in a nearby shopping centre in Klang. Settled down to a nice cozy table. Hmmm...nice decor. I've always liked Nando's Mediterranean decor.

OK, let's order. "Waitress"

"Can I help you sir?"

"Yes, I'd like the quarter meal in mild-peri and for the sidelines I'd like grilled veggies and (I forgot the other side dish). And I'd like to have the thigh/drumstick part please"

"Yes sir", the waitress replied.

Then the missus ordered: "Quarter chicken in lemon and herbs. I'd also like the thigh/drumstick"

"Er, let me see first".

I didn't know what she wanted to "see" but I did see her talking to the "griller" who shook his head. The waitress came back and said, "Sorry sir, no requests"

Eh? No requests?

I told her that we've been coming to this same outlet many times and have always have our requests for thighs fulfilled. What happened?

Then she said, "You can only request one thigh, sir. But the both of you cannot make the request. Only one"


Again, I told her we had always been able to make TWO requests for thighs. So, off she went to ask the griller again. Back she came and said (while looking at her order pad, not at me) "Sorry sir. Memang tak boleh".

OK, tak boleh. So we got up from our seat and walked out. And I heard her shout to the griller "Tengok, I sudah cakap. Mesti dia marah"

Of course lah I marah!

I didn't see anywhere in the outlet where it says customers can't make requests of which parts of the chicken they want. All I could see was the waitress asking the griller and the griller shaking his head. I can only presume that he was too lazy to take out another chicken to get the second thigh. Or something like that.

And since the waitress said "Tengok, I sudah cakap", I can only surmise that the waitress protested to the griller but that the griller must have said something like "You cakap tak boleh, dia mesti OK punya", or something like that.

Of course, all this is just conjecture. Bottom-line is, when we go to Kenny Rogers Roasters, we can request each of our meals to have thighs. That's TWO thighs. When we go to KFC, we can ask for all the thighs we want. When we go to McDonald's, we can ask for thighs. Only at Nando's "memang tak boleh"


I no longer go to Nando's. When I want some nice, juicy roasted chicken, I go to Kenny Rogers.
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I know at least one such "leader" who have been repeating the same mistake for 30 years -- and keep on failing.

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It Is Not Who I Am Inside That Defines Me

In a scene from the movie “Batman Begins”, the Dark Knight said to Rachel (the DPP) “It is not what I am inside but what I do that defines me”.

Is that true?

If so, does that negate all those “It’s what’s you are inside that counts” philosophies?

I find myself haunted by that phrase. Because if I substitute the words “who I am” with any of the following, I find myself being confronted by my responsibility for my actions and consequences.

The substitute words:

- what I feel

- what I think

- what I intent

- how angry I get

- how “motivated” I am

- how much (or lack of) money I have

- what IM ebooks/memberships/courses/etc I’ve bought

- insert any other reason or excuse you can think of

“It’s not (insert the substitutes here) but what I do that defines me (or my character/life/success/destiny/results/etc)”

“It’s not who I am but what I do that defines me”

“It’s not who I am but what I do that defines me“

That is a scary proposition. That sets up a standard that brooks no excuse for not doing what needs to be done...and for stopping what shouldn’t be done. Much harder than staying comfy in my own little zone, choosing to believe what I believe, and using those “beliefs” to justify that “who I am” precludes my doing/not doing something, thereby excusing the results (or lack thereof) that I’m experiencing right now in my life.

I find myself thinking of certain things that I should be doing but aren’t and my thoughts going “but that’s just because...”. Then along comes this excuse-killer and stops me cold in my tracks. “It’s not ‘who I am’ but what I do that defines me” and I have to literally sit down and confront the reality that I had been evading and avoiding. And do something about it.

That little ditty has been pursuing me ever since. Somebody get it back to its owner and get a refund please! Then again, we, each of us, are its owner, and it can never be given away. And there are no refunds.

You can shut it up, paint over it, keep it out of sight, whatever. But in the end… there it is. Like the Joker, it smiles and smirks and laughs at your pitiful attempts to dislodge it. And if you still do nothing about it, then, like the Joker, it asks you a more sinister question, because the the consequences of your failure to confront it are similar to the metaphorical consequences of doing exactly what the question asks:

“Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?”
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"Eat Bitter, Let Go, Have Love In Heart, Is Enough"

A heartwarming and touching Chinese New Year commercial (2005) from Malaysia. Nice scenes from real rural Malaysian life.

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Eat Bitter, Let Go, Have Love In Heart, Is Enough
A touching TV commercial for the 2005 Chinese New Year by acclaimed Malaysian director Yasmin Ahmad. She passed away yesterday from a stroke (, but her memory is saying this to us...

May I, may we, never forget the values that she so deftly depicted in all her films.

The literal translation of what the grandmother told the boy is something like "Able to eat the bitter, able to let go, have love in the heart, is enough"

(Zi de ku, kan de kai, yu ai xin, jiu ke yi le)

Our parents and their parents, and some of us have known such circumstances and surroundings (yes, even my ultra-hip, ultra-modern "baby sis", Ashley). Still, no matter how hard the times, how little we had, how tough it got, it was all about love, family, filial piety, understanding, forgiveness, friendship, etc. May I remember and be able to teach my children such things.

And give them roots as well as wings...


An older post I wrote back in 2008, newly imported into Posterous. Interesting perspective on what writing is about. If you consider yourself a writer, this might interest you

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We write because we must, we write because we are members of the human race. From the beginning of humankind to the present, we as a race have always been attempting to communicate in one way or another.

Writing is one of those ways.

We write because we're human. And we have stories to tell. Stories of love, of romance, of heroic struggles. We write because deep within us we must tell our stories, lest they (and the memory of "us") be lost to the winds of time. We write because we want to leave a legacy, a memory, in order that others may know that we had passed this way, and that we had lived.

Thus we write as a witness to our lives -- for ourselves and for posterity.

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To Make You Feel My Love

A little note I wrote to myself as a reminder to remember; to remember to be a loving husband and a loving father. Hope it inspires you too, especially if you're a dad.

The song may be originally a "romantic" song, but if you look at it closely, it is also a "song of commitment". And I commit my heart and soul to be such a man.

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My personal views of the world, which I sometimes say in verse and song what words alone fail to speak...

Beautiful, beautiful song. May I be such a man to my wife and such a father to my son.

When the day is done, and the hurts of life would bear her down, I will be there for my wife. When the slings and arrows of life pierces the heart and it hurts like dickens, I will be there for my son. And I will make them feel my love...
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A simple yet heartfelt video poem I made some time ago. Dedicated to all who read, who see and who listen -- with their heart
At times, we seem to be, and feel like, fluttering leaves buffeted by the winds of fortune;and thrown into the whirlpool of fate; life and destiny beyond our control.Sometimes the testimony of history testifies to this truth, making us feel like pawns (significant, yet, still pawns) in the epic of destiny.What are we, then?

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Riddle me this, O' Traveler:

Do we live in a world of shadows punctuated occassionally by impermanent beacons of temporary Light, or do we live in a world of Light punctuated by temporary spots of darkness?

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“Friends, Romans and countrymen, lend me your ears…and I will show you the power to write like a god”

Too bold?


Yes, be still, and listen…

And I will tell you a tale of magic.

Writing magic.


I like reading online forums late at night, with some slow, earthy and even homely voice singing on the radio. Reminds me of those nights long ago, when we used to go camping, and the fire's burning low, and voices speaking in low tones, the light of the campfire reflected on boyish faces...

Faces full of hopes, dreams, adventures...

I've looked long and hard for a "voice" online that'd speak to me like that, but sadly, there aren't all too many of those around these days.

Too many of today's business writers have no depth, no voice. There is no soul behind the writing.

People long, no, they YEARN for such a voice, such a soul, behind the writing. They do not put it in so many words, but what they're looking for is to connect with the human being behind the words.

Will you write with voice, with soul, with heart, with HUMANITY showing from within? The world needs such a voice, they yearn for it. Will you be that voice?

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Etch it in your memory. Because he can teach you a thing or two about writing – writing with power.

Paul Myers remains one of the very, very, very few people I still read online. Because he has what he advocates in his writings: his own literary voice; all his own and nobody else's. And behind those words, behind that voice, I have glimpsed what I have been alluding all along -- the human element: humanity.

When you have a certain voice of your own, when your humanity shows forth, you have a kind of moral force and conviction behind your thoughts, which in turn reveals itself in your writing.

Everyone has that humanity. It is in everyone. It is in you. You need to let it out in your writing.

Recently on Twitter, in response to someone else's comment that Paul hasn't disappointed anyone yet, I quipped, "Well, he's nowhere near as good-lookin' as Richard Gere". Well, that he isn't, and he's no Shakespeare either (one is enough, ask any high-school kid who has ever been forced to read him), but he does have a voice, and he shows us there's a human being behind that writing.

The worst thing you can do when it comes to writing, is to neglect to learn from him. Writing is a multi-faceted jewel, and Paul's work will help you polish that jewel.

I like to think I'm somewhat a person of discerning taste...ahem...when it comes to a few things: actions (behavior), speech, food (in this respect, I, too, am a person of a little substance, particularly around the waist), reading and writing.

Especially reading. I always pick and choose what I will and will not read.

I've read what seemed like gazillions of books on the subject of writing: non-fiction, fiction, poetry, etc., etc. I consider myself to have some facility in dramatizing ideas, and I have some clue about writing.

Most importantly, I have a certain “voice”. My own voice. And that voice speaks to my specific type of reader. (I promise to show you samples of my writing so you can judge for yourself. More on that later)

I’m going to give you a small gift – one that will help you to find that voice in you. A voice that comes from inside you, and speaks to that specific type of reader only you can reach.

It’s a PDF by Paul Myers. It’s called “Finding Your Voice”, and it's free.

Long, long ago, I read in the poetry section of Grolier's Encyclopaedia that a person who had developed some facility with poetry will tend to have a powerful command of the English language. Since then I've developed an appreciation of poetry and have written some. Not to woo women and not to move nations, not even to talk the birds down from trees, but just to practice my English.

Paul advocates mastering writing humor. I believe it improves your writing, much the same way poetry improves your English.

It's true.

Poetry does improve your command of English, way beyond what you could imagine. In the same vein, after reading one of Paul’s work, I can tell you that you can improve your command of writing, to a degree you'd never have imagined, if you really apply yourself to its lessons.

And if I may exaggerate a little, you can write like a god.

Writing is magic; and if you meditate upon, apply and practice the ideas in Paul’s work, you can write to woo women, you can write to move nations, and more mundanely, you can write to move products.

You can do magic.

Believe me.

If you know how.

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Internet Marketing is still but one part of the Internet experience, though hard to see because we are, after all, IMers and we're hanging out and discussing this in a marketing forum.

But the Internet, per se, was never about doing things either TO or FOR people. It was about, and will continue to be about, doing things WITH people.

After both you and I and everyone else here is long dead and gone, the Internet will still be here...perhaps in another more evolved form, but the major use of the Net would still be doing things WITH people.

Regardless of the thousands and millions made (and to be made) in marketing, doing things WITH people can only enrich our experience and make it more human. We are, after all, humans, and whether sharing stories by the firelight in a cave or sharing jokes on the Net, we still retain the primal need to connect at the level of our humanity.

And if we neglect to do that, whether by treating others as objects, "customers", etc., we lose a little part of that humanity in the very act, at the moment of that act. And that is when, at the end of the day, when the sun has set, and we are alone in the den, that is when we ask ourselves (perhaps forlornly) "Is that all there is?"

Filming Poetry

"Amid willowy mists I stand
Waters beckon to fallen leaves,
Shadows dance on the lake"


We live in a world that is too speeded up.

We need to slow down to the speed of life, as the title of a popular book suggests. We need to slow down to allow our souls to catch up to our bodies.

One way I do that is by writing poetry. In order to write poetry, we need to slow down long enough to catch the nuances, details and rhythms of whatever is happening.

And in the very act of doing that, we grow calm; we experience a kind of quiet. And life becomes peaceful again -- for that moment.

If you don't write, you could film your own poems. Use your camcorder to capture beautiful scenes of nature or quiet moments of connections between people. Feel your feelings at those times, and record them in words with your camcorder.

Then transcribe those words, and then include them in your video as a written poem.

Insert some quiet, tranquil music.

And there you have your video-poem. It's not that hard.

Remember the online video "Interview With God"?. That was a video-poem. A very well-produced one.

Why not try it?

You may yet discover the poet within.

Sandford Lyne's book "Writing Poetry From The Inside Out: Finding Your Voice Through The Craft Of Poetry" is an incredible guide for this, even if you have never written poetry before.

See the three-line poem at the beginning? I wrote that simply after seeing the layout of a blog theme.

You can do the same. Write poetry, I mean :-)

Willowy Mist Still

In an earlier post, I wrote a three-line poem entitled "Willowy Mists". It goes like this:

Amid willowy mists I stand,
Waters beckon to fallen leaves,
Shadows dance on the lake.

Again and again events in life confirm that simple piece of wisdom. Just this morning I saw my old neighbour getting ready to go out -- locking the gate, umbrella at the ready. I've seen her walking out many times before this and have given her many lifts.

But today was different...

In the morning, she was ready to go out (maybe to look for friends, maybe to buy groceries, etc). But in the evening, I heard that she had passed away. Just like that.

What happen?

I have no idea. Accident? Old age, illness?

All I know is this: life is fleeting, time passes very fast, and things change. We must appreciate what we have now while we strive for what we want...