Rojak is life.
Or close enough, at least. The other day, the ‘senior’ part-timers for my store went out for lunch and just a hanging out/ catching up session in general.
It’s really difficult to do so since we have other commitments like school and family and of course, work, the place where we met and became friends so I’m really happy we got to make this happen!
From left to right, there’s Ziela, Hazel and Hajar.
After our lunch of rojak, we sat down at Lorong Di and just… talked. I can’t stress how much I love hanging out with friends doing nothing much but just enjoying each other’s company.
We headed off to Hazel’s place to watch a movie and let me just abruptly change the topic to Malay superstitions and supernatural beings.
The movie we watched was called Nasi Tangas and it’s about a woman who is jealous of the relationship between her husband and his female best friend.
To get his attention back, she decides to feed him nasi kangkang (straddle rice). The method of preparation is that she takes freshly cooked rice, places it on the floor and stands on top of it without undergarments on, straddling it somehow so that the steam from the rice rises up, condenses and the steam that drips into the rice contains traces of her privates.
Supposedly whoever eats this rice will obey the maker’s every command.
That’s just insane, there are two other nasi kangkang variations (even grosser ones tbh) that were shown in this movie but to keep it short and simple I won’t elaborate on them.
Idk where all these black magic spells and potions come from but dang son, if your man is straying do you really need to feed him rice mixed with your juices? That’s just plain nasty!
Does your culture have crazy superstitions like this, or is it just mine? Do share, I’d be interested to know!