As you may have guessed from the title, this might seem like a mindless post but let me defend myself. This could be a pursuit culture appreciation.
If you don't already know, I celebrate the Kedahan life. I love the dialect and people here are very amicable and funny. I was not born here and my dialect ain't very piau (though undetectable by non-Kedahan ears), but I've lived here for most of life. So I pretty much have understood the nuances and culture here. Well, not that it has a stark difference from other parts of Malaysia.
Anywho*, one day, at my college in Shah Alam, I smelled a stench that came from outside . I was with a friend that time. I commented , " Bau macam tahi lembu", and my friend laughed in disbelief, " As if you know what cow dung smells like!",
Now it was my turn to be in disbelief.
YOU KNOW NOT OF COW DUNG STENCH?
But then I realized, it was only natural that someone who has grown up in the city would not know what cow dung smells like. For Kedahans ( and guessing, also true for Kelantanese), cows and its odor are deeply intertwined with our lives. This might sound like I'm generalizing from personal experiences but feel free to disagree with me.
Okay, this does sound like a mindless post.
All jokes aside, I do like to ponder on this cross-culture bizarreness. Especially now that I'm in college, I get to meet people from even more diverse backgrounds. Which is really cool.
I guess I am interested in people,at least in this sense. To sum it up, a Javanese friend of mine once said, "Aifa ni suka tanya pasal Kejawaan aku".
*I just realized anywho is a somewhat-proper word. I've ignorantly spelt it as anywhoo all this while. Haha.
If you don't already know, I celebrate the Kedahan life. I love the dialect and people here are very amicable and funny. I was not born here and my dialect ain't very piau (though undetectable by non-Kedahan ears), but I've lived here for most of life. So I pretty much have understood the nuances and culture here. Well, not that it has a stark difference from other parts of Malaysia.
Anywho*, one day, at my college in Shah Alam, I smelled a stench that came from outside . I was with a friend that time. I commented , " Bau macam tahi lembu", and my friend laughed in disbelief, " As if you know what cow dung smells like!",
Now it was my turn to be in disbelief.
YOU KNOW NOT OF COW DUNG STENCH?
But then I realized, it was only natural that someone who has grown up in the city would not know what cow dung smells like. For Kedahans ( and guessing, also true for Kelantanese), cows and its odor are deeply intertwined with our lives. This might sound like I'm generalizing from personal experiences but feel free to disagree with me.
Okay, this does sound like a mindless post.
All jokes aside, I do like to ponder on this cross-culture bizarreness. Especially now that I'm in college, I get to meet people from even more diverse backgrounds. Which is really cool.
I guess I am interested in people,at least in this sense. To sum it up, a Javanese friend of mine once said, "Aifa ni suka tanya pasal Kejawaan aku".
*I just realized anywho is a somewhat-proper word. I've ignorantly spelt it as anywhoo all this while. Haha.
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