When a plastic bottle is far more valuable than a wedding ring
June 23, 2008
I had a lovely conversation with my beloved meimei at the beach. It’s been quite awhile since we went out for a chill together. It is always fun to talk about the old days and that’s what we did at the beach. The beach is still winding as ever but there are no waves at the part we sat anymore. All thanks to the crazy land reclamation, the beach is partly disfigured. There used to be another part of the beach where we can walk but it’s gone now. All thanks to the land reclamation again.
Luckily it’s during night time so we couldn’t not see entire layout the beach too clearly. We chatted about the old times. She reminded me of a particular incident where I almost forgotten. We used to barbeque with another bunch of friends at Pantai Kundur. Wait, I remember the barbeque thing but I almost forgotten one incredibly funny incident. Nevertheless thanks to meimei for reminding me, otherwise I wouldn’t write this post in the first place. What’s so funny about barbeque?
Well, barbeque is not funny per se. But it’s the time when we tried to extinguish the fire. You know we light the fire with kerosene. Friend A supplied that bottle of kerosene to us. That bottle is a soft drink plastic bottle. Sometimes you would forget it’s a kerosene bottle. When we were trying to extinguish the fire, Friend B brought that bottle along. By the point, he already forgotten it’s a kerosene bottle because there are other soft drink bottles with us. To make matters worst, it was quite dark.
Pantai Kundur was not properly lit back then, so when the sun began to set, all was left is darkness. So we had to rely on the portable spot lights for full visibility. When we were about to put out the fire, the wind suddenly blew at Friend B’s direction causing the bonfire to swirl at his direction. Yes you are right, since that kerosene bottle is highly flammable, it caught fire, causing Friend B to immediately throwing away the bottle to the ground. That bottle burst into flames. Fortunately, we were at the beach.
Sand was abundant so we managed to put out the fire at ease even though the flames were quite big. Now here comes the funny part. Friend A panicked. But he did not panicked because Friend B almost got burnt. Instead of asking whether Friend B was okay or not, Friend A showed more concern for his plastic kerosene bottle, giving us the impression that a lifeless bottle is far more important than a human life.
My bottle…….. oh my bottle………
That was what he said. I tell you, from there onwards he got a mouthful of verbal lashing from all of us and I cannot believe I almost forgotten this incident. Damn funny I tell you. All thanks to meimei again for reminding me. I am still giggling typing this as I end my entry here BWAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA! Ahhhh those were the good old days.
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