me, my t5 and nasi dalca kapitan keling.

well, actually i had three other friends as well.

we ventured outside of komtar to get to the
supposedly 'legendary' nasi dalca kapitan keling.

of course, no one knew the shortest route there.

and, of course, we ended up near the jetty.

and little india (?), kedai mamak nama mustafa
kamal (?), and apa benda lagi ntah. last2 jumpa;

nasi dalca rahim (holy grail, aaaaa..)

taro nasik baek punya, pastu jalan2, sekali terjumpa
nasi dalca yang kitaorang aim nak pi tu.

rupa2nya silap kedai. panas gila.

untuk melayan hati yang syahdu, w'all (kat sapa aku cerita
ni, pelat semacam nih) layan la chinatown. layan jugak la
penang time malam. felong jugek a, bak kate orang muor.

pusing2 sampai berpeluh (habis air dalam badan tu) last2
sampai jugek komtar.

moral of the story: malu bertanya sesat jalan.