Roti Man’s Spooky Encounter
A spooky experience by a Roti Man’s while working on
his round.
I remember the by-gone days where the Roti Man comes
selling his wares in an old bicycle. His loaves of bread, buns and “kuih-kuih”
(Malaysian cakes) will be filled till over-flowing and stacked over his
bicycle. Housewives will gather their bread with their 555 book (credit) and
children will gather to buy tid-bits of all kinds. Also the “tikam” games of
the spin the wheels or the pull type – no
wonder the adults are addicted to gambling especially the Chinese.
Photo of a Roti Man in Malaysia
Marimuthu was furiously pedaling to a place between
a residential cum illegal factory lot and he was running late. It was late in
the evening and it was getting dark but there was still some light. He had to
stop when he realize that the chain have come loose or unstuck between his bicycle
pedal. He parked at the roadside while trying to fix the problem with his chain
and pedal when he noticed that he was opposite an old plastic factory. Beside
the factory between the ‘lalang’ was a young woman (could not see the features
because it was dark) who seem to be waiting for somebody. He did not take any
interest as he tried to fix the chain on his bicycle.
By the time he managed to fix the problem (after
more than 30 minutes) he looked again and saw that the young woman was still
there. Thinking it was a bit strange that she was standing between the
overgrown bushes in the dark when she suddenly turned away. As she was turning
away, he realize that the young woman was ‘sliding’ away then turned into a hazy
featureless entity moving in left and right direction away the factory. He was
terrified when he realized he saw the spirit of the young woman.
He pedaled off furiously in his bicycle.
In a few months after that incident, he was
chit-chatting with an old housewife around that neighbor when she asked and confirmed
that it was that factory. It seems that a man was tragically killed in accident
in the factory. His wife was so heartbroken that she felt ill and died soon
after that!
Marimuthu truly believe that the young woman’s ghost
is still waiting for her long lost husband!
The poor roti man and his ghostly encounter. But reading about the roti man did bring back memories. I had forgotten about the 555 book - but now I can see it in my mind again! You are right, every housewife (and child) seemed to have one of those 555 books :D
ReplyDeleteOh yeah..about the 555 book...gone are those days
ReplyDeleteIf only malaysia was still malaysia.
ReplyDeleteGreat reeading
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