K.C. and The Sunshine Band - My Boogie Shoes

Whereto My Boogie Shoes?

It was truly wonderful prancing with a hostess who truly loves dancing although her arms were quite stiff when starting thus making me quite surprised as to the Club Mummy's words that the GRO dances well when she heralded Jennifer - the said dancer, innermost, the singalong chamber at Extravaganza a couple of weeks ago. However Jennifer the prancer immediately took cue when I mentioned to soften her movements particularly her hands and fingers. Like an eager pupil she completely comprehended every nuances of every step that I initiated. The four step was so easy and fluid for her to execute,instantly also she was like fully understood the purpose of the wiggle to overrule any conventional Latin beat - steps to dance. Motions forward and back needed not be strictly adhered to like Singapore Cha-cha, only freestyle and stepping much the four steps to every tune. Zapin and Dangdut numbers must not occasioned the traditional as stringently required but slowed and quickened to sync the rhythms. All in all wholesomely cavorting the limited space available inside the moderately sized karaoke room. Kharisma Cinta was the maiden and first most tone to step to alongside the rumba character it gave,followed by dangdut and her two left two right travel and a bit of mambo cum cha-cha to top the four steps potential and highlight most the characteristic Latin drumbeats genre. Veritably fabulous and I was grinning away gleefully when the dancing shoes gave way. The left sole slipped from the main housing and I was left with only soft pvc skin as thin leather covering one of two feet. All dancing stopped and merry laughter ensued. But not the entire show ended as I do have extra boogie shoes in the trunk of my trusted bone shaker parked nearby! Hohoho

KARTINA DAHARI - Sampaikan Salam Ku

Aliyah The Pretty

Remember the dangdut club that was named after a song and one that I would always be chilling in: apart from the Joget House a few kilometers away. Or that I also went prancing to one or a few other and of similar establishments. A writer always embellishes and the facts and occurrences relied upon can never be too correct as time and memories do fade. But innermost the song titled joint I would always observe Aliyah the tall and pretty hostess,would always converse with her,lending ears to little tales of her kampong and tad girlie gossips. Was also quite close to her and would also booked her for an hour or so - to dance and for dangdut company. Could have been lovey lovey but she had someone then and they were planning to get formal plus her short stint as hostess was only for dough and wedding expenses. So everything was cool and platonic and nothing untoward occurred. The fact also that I enjoyed being with her and chatting about anything that much revolves around her. Being curious I also had glimpses of what the girls day and night lives could be like. And from what I could gather they were just people: as worldly and mundane - sometimes emotional and at times sentimental - even though they dance for a living. However so there were the wealthy patrons and the girls if disappeared from clubs, they would always be marrying these men with means. Aliyah married her longtime boyfriend from what I heard and soon after, completely vanished from the dangdut scene. She was forgotten and nobody asked about her. Seldom that I go dangduting post my frequenting the tune called club and if I did go many new and young girls that I came across. Dangdut also has been so long that the grind keeps churning without significance and much less of history and priceless lessons. Just entertainment quite quaint and piquant. Yet about fifteen years later, I met one of her hostess buddies in SM and somewhat from being acquainted with her again, my thoughts came to Aliyah and I immediately inquired about her. Oh you remember said her friend " How sweet she continued ". "Well she's divorced now, continued her pal" "And in fact worked for a while in SM a few months back but a wealthy patron took fancy to her and proposed". "She accepted and even happily married now". "She did it for her kids she said"!

Malam Cemerlang - Nassier Wahab & Salwa Abd Rahman

The Dance Competition

Hasheem has been quite informative about the upcoming dangdut competition. Since the patrons' dance partner must be a hostess working in the club it was no surprise that I would always see him with Lisa those past few weeks. He also mentioned merit points given by The Manager to the customers each time they frequented the joint but wasn't sure how they helped the competitors during the competition. There was also no free drinks mentioned in relation to amounts of points awarded. How then the points help when skills should be the sole criteria to win. Somehow Hasheem the Financial Analyst would always add to further explain a most complex merit system. Until today I could not fathom the wisdom of The Club Manager's winning plan. And Hasheem also was neither questioning nor baffled by The Club Boss strange blueprint. I haven't came across Hasheem for the past fifteen solar years and the manager too, and that I have heard of, has since demised. Come the day of the competition or the night really,I was quite early making myself available at the club. Since the dancers have all been book by the contenders,I was just chilling down at one of the stalls nearby. Luckily some dangduteers too wanted to come early so I was not short of company. Hasheem was in fact earlier than all of us chatting at the stalls and was earnestly warming up in the club. Hasheem loves dancing and many a dancers would try to avoid his bookings as he would dance non stop until the wee hours when the club closes. But Lisa can be so nice and accommodating and I too was taken by her delightful company. Not lovey lovey and the same too goes for Hasheem but as a dance buddy and also to exchange light banter with.Competition did not start until the witching hour so it was quite a while having teh tarik outside that I ventured into teratak at about half hour nearing midnight if only to find a suitable spot to watch the wiggling bout. Tables are to be forgotten as the place had actually fulled up so the best position left was standing room about 20 feet from the dance concourse. I saw Hasheem still prancing with Lisa and seemingly he was brimming with energy the fact that it was nearly two hours prior that he entered the club. Lisa too was excited and energetic but kinda anxious too considering that the moment of truth was only several minutes away. Suddenly Mahat the Assistant Manager approached me and suggested from the few words uttered that I became one of the Judges for the competition. Somewhat like "Zul, you be judge". I was shocked! Why must I be judge when Hasheem is better and having more stamina doing steps to the dance. But Mahat replied that they were short of one to make three. Cikgu was one and a retired Colonel or was it Major was another. I did not even answer Yes when immediately later my name was called as one of the deciding trio. Hasheem looked shocked when I along with the other two referees were paraded upon the concourse for all to view. I only spot a sheepish look together with shrugging the shoulders to signal to Hasheem that I too was caught unprepared. Since the whole world knew back then I had no other avenue but to protesting like agree to the perfectly unplanned arrangement. Then a further announcement arrived informing of the judges need to showcase their dance prowess in order to display that they too can dance. Since I came alone and only to cheer on Hasheem I had to borrow Lisa. Well the presentation lasted only a few minutes - Thank God! But must say that the audience did not boo or anything and the very least that they accept my being elevated from nowhere to be judge. I was quite relieved the fact was. Must say that I was also rather proud to be included amongst the dangdut notables for the short time that the competition lasted. Imagine from a dangdut nobody to a dangdut dance arbitrator. Boy was I beaming. Then came the announcement as regards the procedures underlining the dance fight. There were points for smoothness bar rigidity whilst prancing,tempo and rhythm,expressions to dance types and dance sentiments,dance intricacies or bunga and a few and much more stranger rules apart from already mentioned. How the fcuk am I going maneuver through those? Luckily Cikgu being the head judge juggled all the figures with the management in a locked room when the competition finishes. I on the other hand just wrote no 1,no 2 and no 3 without noting down other figures upon the prepared and printed judging form given at the start. Gave Hasheem 3rd place as there were better couples than him. Forgot the results but Hasheem did get fourth or consolation or third as per my form. Can't remember as was too long ago! Just where is Hasheem now? Did not ever bumped into him post dance competition - at Teratak the Hut - nearly a score years ago!

The Mills Brothers "Yellow Bird"

The Old Geezer

Mann Twopie was furiously in and out of the karaoke chamber at Santana and I just don't know why, he wasn't really into singalongs nor dancing the while away whenever happenstance dictates that he was with the company of the dangdut consociation. So it was quite a wonder that evening that he willingly agreed to a dangdut night out. As always he could not stay stationary for very long and would always disappear if only for a stroll inside the club or a taking a short teh tarik respite outside. However having his petite laptop always at hand he would persistently do profit and loss accounts cum filling up columns upon columns of totally unattractive figures onto tables and schedules in generic computer files all ready and prepared in the hard drive. Also, an accountant by profession and freelance and wholly mobile at that - Mann prefers solitariness. Yet this time there was neither the expressionless intonation nor the dull and discoloration of a frown upon him. In fact there was a tad of enthusiasm alongside some amusement if to describe! Why? I could not have guessed. Actually Mann was tailing an old chap and one who was opening each and every door to all karaoke chambers lining the medieval maze like corridors innermost Santana Dangdut and Karaoke Lounge. The Old Geezer would be continuously muttering something whilst doing what he did and Mann wanted to go near him to catch the words but he was too amused to do such and only after a few times hurriedly coming in and out of the consociation's singalong room that Mann muster enough courage to ask him. Not that he was fearful but out of respect for the peripatetic Senior. He was quite old and Mann also was afraid that he would be snickering immediately upon The Old Mann replying to his query. He nearly burst out when the Septuagenarian mentioned that he was searching for his GRO or the hostess he booked for the dangdut evening and of whom had been putting on an irksome disappearing act all night. He quipped that she would appear and disappear at will and for such considerable time in between. Most times singing alone that he went out searching for her and sure enough the young girl just appeared in front of them and quickly disappeared into a nearby room an instant later. The Old Fella chased after her. Mann quickly ran to the dangdut consociation's singing chamber and guffawed. Wonder why the Old Man choose to relax in Santana and booked a karaoke singer less than a third his age? Maybe The Missus has only passed or that she is old like him and losing interest and the kids all have children of their own and the wife prefers staying with them and the Oldie was lonely all the time. And money was not a problem having worked and saved for so long and as dusk is nearing: why not enjoy a bit and towards the last. Of course all strength and masculinity have diminished but a little tete a tete with a pretty young thing would do no harm. In Santana, especially, such female company can be arranged. But the hostess he picked found him uncouth and her being near him really awkward. He could change the GRO, all he had to do was inform the Mummy or The Lounge Manageress but why didn't he do that? I was laughing aloud but little realizing that a little bit of time down the road and perhaps still breathing then, I could be very well be The Dirty Old Fella! Hohohohoho!

Paul Anka - Melody Damour

How many have you?

It was Santana the Club and just after PRU12,I was seated beside a young hostess and she was young, just that I could not remember her name, so I will instead call her Miss X but Miss X can be too impersonal and mechanical or a mere statistic - more than ever. What name must I call her then? Since its winter over yonder why not Helga? But Helga is big and hefty and Helga is muscular too! Yet again Helga can be like a model - all leggy and pretty! Miss X was tall and pretty but not too tall considering her totally Malaysian 'persuasion' but slender and beautiful nonetheless. Helga then, and there was I, she at my side and from where I was I can see her comely countenance all young and with a little whiff of puppy fat - she could not have been 21 but kinda less a bit. I spoke and she listened, boy was I excited not otherwise but like a young schoolboy out on a date with the girl of his dreams. I asked whether he mom knew that she worked as singer in a karaoke hall and she answered of course not but a supermarket in a mall around greater KL or that was what Mum was told. Somehow in her innocence and youth there wasn't much she could spin, only her Mum and as to her general where about in KL. Other than that she blurted what was only in her mind, never knowing how to bluff more than what was required. In that sense that I further prompted her to answer my main question and and one that is based from all her naiveness that she never can hide. However she was so sweet if taken on that regard but she was truthful and spontaneous too. I only want to pull her leg and not meaning what I said. An older girl would give me a strange look and mocking too. But she was young and cute and I could not resist inquiring. I queried whether she wanted to marry me. Without hesitating she answered "How many wives do you have? Meaning how many did I hold at the moment I inquired? Of course only one I said! She just stared back not knowing how to add to the conversation, but I just laughed immediately after. She was still quiet the second later because she meant everything she said. And not suspecting anything besides - she was so so cute and sweet! But I was a bit younger then and still have teeth - now I will always hide my gaping smile! Hohohohoho!

Sarah Vaughn - Tea For Two

Tea For Two

Wale - wale was lost for words,the total damages for the dangdut evening goes way past the ceiling or the budgeted amount by about one hundred ringgit and a tad more. Since everybody had chipped in and with equal sum - how come the costs exceeded such? Nothing much to opt for but to ask a few of the dangdut consociation members to chip in more and Mikey was magnanimous enough to comply. Allen simply kept quiet and Zack literally dig into his pockets and even turning them inside out just to find the extra coins if any. To peruse over the bills was quite untoward especially in front of the girls so Wale wale kept the receipts to look over later and very much at the risk of the better half discovering them. However he did keep the little documents somewhere very secure before scrutinizing every bit the day after. After observing the small texts and wondering much that I called him. Immediately he queried whether exotic tea plants can be grown in Long Island? I answered perhaps so and in greenhouses like grass grown in disused and dilapidated containers further north. But grass is heavily priced and that is why they are grown surreptitiously but tea can never be outlawed and fetching astronomical figures and at Long island or that they can be so exclusive! No one knows? Deborah ordered three and the bill came to 150 ringgit,mentioned,Wale - wale. Well I heard she said tea to the waitress but I thought it was teh tarik or just hot tea I answered. We were both at lost since we don't drink and literally dry at every aspect of being tipsy or slightly inebriated. Having his smartphone so near that he googled the such cuppa. It was a special cocktail and even potent if consumed one too many. Strange but Deborah must have inquired about ordering her drinks from Allen and he must have said yes but how to refuse a girl and a pretty one at that. Even Wale wale and myself would have been suckered. She sat with Allen the entire length of the evening and we just let it be at that because we observed Allen's grinning incessantly beside her but he must at least volunteered to top up a bit more the entire costs due to that special tea. Howsoever he is a teetotaler and could have only heard - like me - the 'tea' word when Deborah asked. The bloody Tea! Hohoho!

Ahmad CB cincin belah rotan

Out Of Love Again But Contented At That

Strange that T.J would always be grinning away when Sherry took to the concourse with me,in fact every time that I was in the Dancing Hall. How could a contemporary club enthusiast be smirking incessantly in a joget house? Or that he had found another pastime to fill the evenings,he was endowed of course and with plenty of greenbacks to bandy about - that I knew very well of - but he wasn't even prancing,only smiling all the time. And he was alone too and much comfortable in the little corner at the edge of the hall. I on the other hand had an eye for Sherry and actually wanted to propose that very evening. The ring is already purchased - a light and petite gold ring without ornaments and only for asking and would be presented nonetheless even though the girl declined. Oh! How lovely Sherry was,the curves,the movements;making me more and more enamored each time she whizzed and swirled the catchy ditties. Veritably I was in seventh heaven and finds hard to contain my excitement when the time comes to confirm our love. A single girl,she was quite every dangdut fan's dream girl and I feel the luckiest that delightful night. She too felt for me or that I can just sense that and from her words and her eyes. To say that she had mastered the Hostesses art of mystifying is just not fair as she is too young and too beautiful and there is a certain innocence about her - I just know. The songs and the dance stopped for the DJ to take over,alongside the soft sentimental numbers accompanying. Quite hurriedly I made my way to our table with Sherry strolling nonchalantly behind but lo and behold T.J was already seated there. Why was he at the table since I did not even invite him let alone talked to him each time I noticed him in the hall? But being an acquaintance and from a while back, I smiled and even acted surprised over his sudden appearance. Being always jolly,he was laughing all the way but earnestly said sorry for intruding alongside a couple of times mentioning so. Sherry was strangely quiet and positioned herself immediately beside T.J at the table. Although nothing was said but I had correctly guessed that T.J had proposed first and I was a bit late and for a second or two before T.J asked. Sherry even confessed to that. However I was not too surprised and even took things happily as T.J was always the nice chap and never confrontational nor threatening and I quite respect him. He wanted to make an honest woman out of Sherry and so did I but being fair to her - she deserved the finer man. And one who was better prepared to start a new life. I even attended the wedding. 

Zack Goes Dating

A surprised Prince Wale-wale after an urgent call from Zack vociferating that he just received a call from Priscilla and the subject matter being:Priscilla's invitation to Zack to go see a movie. Zack mentioned that he was in a situation and one he is at a difficulty to fathom since he has never been invited as such and a movie to watch all the more. Zack the honest chap was ne'er successful in the dating game whence each relationship just simmers into insignificance. Yet the effort he puts through every time to woo the girl was too much and too hard. And as a result he could not believe whenever a girl says yes or agrees to his calls for a date. But this time a girl asks him instead. He was lost for words,even, flabbergasted for an instant but he knows the invitation was sincere and not at all for a favor like, or, condescending to an extent. As the call was from Priscilla how could he surmised that there could be consternation on his part as Priscilla was the one asking. He was in a state of disbelief that he called Wale-wale. Wale wale quipped that it could be love in the making and the idea of a movie date in the first was quite unthinkable this day and age that it could only be sincere. The girl is opening up to him and its only fair that he says yes. Two lonely souls in search of each other inside a maze of emotions and they eventually meet. Why not a movie date to start the ball rolling. Wale wale insisted on Zack accept Priscilla's invitation and just ride the wave without any care and any inhibitions and if things do roll fast and quick then there will be nothing left but to make honest cum decent their lives. Wedding bells are ringing. Tears are welling! Tears are welling. Congrats all!

Zack The Wonder Boy

                            Upon entering room no 7 and as per messaged by Wale-Wale,papalados noticed a dejected looking Zack The Wonder Boy. And that he wasn't enjoying the situation was apparent as there was only one girl to the two other members including him, in the singalong chamber from the two hostesses available that prince wale wale had planned beforehand. The girl alone was Priscilla and she was the one meant for Zack. Whatever happened to Wendy papa wondered? Wendy was a bit late the fact was but not late as in really late but late only that wale-wale and Zack had arrived early. Proper dangduting actually starts near the witching hour plus the bit later and not ten half past when papa entered the no 7 singing chamber. Coincidentally Priscilla emerged early as asked by Wendy the few days before when prince arranged for them to join the friday last niteout. Wendy even insisted in prince not calling Mummy to reserve prior as the minimum hours booked will be a rather high figure of five if he did so. Since Zack was the one who wanted to go dangduting and at Extravaganza the dangdut club and the one also insisting upon wale-wale making the arrangement - he had to agree to be the Towkay or the Banker and of whom will underwrite the whole costs of the evening out. Everyone had to chip in of course but Zack must be the one to add the odd ringgit to even the figures. Papa agreed to 100rm with wale-wale of the same,Mike and Alan 150 to 200 and the balance and quite often the sum higher than the rest would be Zack. However Zack was not elated as he should be when Priscilla did not seem to be making merry with him but singing joyfully with wale-wale. Zack on the other hand only enjoys a cozy chat with a hostess without nothing else added since he did not really enjoy singing and stepping to the dance. Extravaganza is not Hard Rock Cafe,in fact far from it but there will be girls if called yet the culture and ambiance will be like different as one at the other end of another. Howsoever Extravaganza can be really pleasant if one earnestly plays its unique circumstances. Zack ever the bachelor boy only wants to talk and with a girl who wants to listen and reciprocate, and of topics and issues not deep but not superficial either but just interesting to Zack and the girl even though the girl - always the professional is only playing along. Zack would not be trying to cavort all the time alongside asking for sex but just a nice conversation will do. He would not also implore upon acquiring the girl's number and calling her later every ten minutes but the chat if ever and much only the chat! Papa was eager to do his four step that he quickly pulled Priscilla to the constrained tiled floor that was at hand within the confines of the no 7 singalong chamber but enough to prance the four step. Priscilla can only be new to the steps but she cleverly followed what was cued. For so long that papa hadn't wiggled that he was swirling and whirling energetically and joyously. Zack in turn looked even more dejected that the palpable tension was more than felt and in turn must be drastically reduced. Papa rushed downstairs to ask for one more girl to add so that the overall stickiness be lessened. Margy appeared and so did Wendy. Wendy the veteran sensed outright what wasn't uttered that she placed herself the second later beside Priscilla upon the cushioned seats and whispered short but compact. The impact was immediate,Priscilla quickly stationed herself to the right of Zack,broke ice with some tender murmured to his ears and Zack was instantly relaxed and chirpy. Papa cognitive of all dissonances then became wholly tense free and the bit later pulled Margy to the floor for some four step relief, but Margy only execute what she knew and that was the five step cha cha but not the improved and more versatile four that can respond to most types of Latin or hybrid Latin dances. As if the steps she knows work for her up the to the current and not exceeding that. Any that can evolve artistically pertaining to such is not relevant and dangdut and dances ala Old KL are only purposeful to an extent. Dangdut is no more the entire philosophy of dangdut joints but only an add on. Karaoke and its permutations have taken over. The landscape is now karaoke and what ever that will evolved after. Dangdut is lost in insignificance. No more Seni,no more art but corporate karaokeing when Alan and Mike appeared and the girls all shrieked because Alan has for more than half a year been bringing his corporate buddies to Extravaganza. Best for the girls and for overall business yet very poorly for dangdut! huhuhu 

Dangdut ala Twist

As always and on cue the band played the evergreen Hindi song and in it's original twist configuration. The girls all lined up in rows started to sync with the beat with the more experienced teaching the new comers the basic steps. Twist can never be much difficult as one has only to gyrate but in tune with the rhythm and not carelessly flailing away. Zul gagap being one who will always be present regardless the days separating apart was present among the rows of dancing girls. He tuned in with one of the veterans and he was laughing away with the novices looking forlorn like since they had only arrived and were quite desperate to literally know the steps to the dance. However as per normal it will take the most a few weeks when they can accomplish every wiggle to every ditty and would become veterans of dangdut concourses and in turn will teach the even newer newcomers. Such was the intensity of dangdut then with every dancing girl a true dangdut exponent. But even then, a score years ago dangdut has passed its prime and only for a short period of a year a bit more or a bit less that it was revived. The time of Amelina and her aah - aah number. Zul gagap was well known then not as a Notable from the Aristocracy nor the Glitterati but an ordinary Joe who loves dangdut. Never was he a heavy too, only an insignificant dangdut and dangdut club fan. He was in a dangdut groupie always available from 5pm happy hours to about nearly midnight when proper dangdut prancing starts and the open karaoke patrons leave the short while after open singalongs ends. Tired and sometimes if not most of times inebriated they go back to sleep to come another day. The girls only knew them for a short while before the hardcore dangduters cum cavorting customers arrived, usually, just before the witching hour. But can say that the karaokers are the ones the girls are most comfortable to be with for they are mostly punctual when the girls are fresh and sober and not sort of, forced at about the minutes prior to the graveyard shift to join the most important - midnight prancers cum hardcore patrons - and also the ones bringing in the most business/money to the girls and the club.

WILL OF THE WORLD OR SO SAYING So you are saying that nature actually has a will of her own asked the dangdut veteran to the dangdut patron. Yes but a will that is subjected to a superior will if not the most supreme. What about man or does man has his own will. Of course man has a will but his is relatively free in that he can impose his will upon nature. Is nature's will more superior than man's. Nature's will is of its own. Meaning nature work on its own. Yes but also subjected to the supreme will. That is the supreme can order his will on nature. Not overriding nature's will but ordering nature to his will. How's that man's will is relatively free but he still can impose his will upon nature? Nature works her own in that in nature a certain law is observed calling that a law of nature if one may. And nature's work is balanced or that it is always in a balanced state. And man can impose his will upon nature but to not tip nature's delicate balance. Like exacting black gold to no end and this eventually may tip the balance. What may become then when nature is tipped. Nature's complex line will be disrupted. It can literally vibrate or it can a lose component from its entire complexity. As an effect man's stability upon nature can be affected. And man can never be so stable as his will is supplanted on a bigger will that work's its own. By working its own nature survives or exists under its own weight or its own canons or laws. If one breaks the law like man living upon nature and tipping the balance,the effect upon nature will doubly or triply or numerous more times effect upon man. Can also mother earth or mother planet be equated with nature. Mother earth is the planet but a bit and a part of the solar system,the cosmos or the universe even. What is of the universe is of nature. Okay what about the stone that is kissed perpetually by man at the Kaaba in Mecca that is supposed to be a stone from Heaven. Or that others believe that it was only whats left from a meteorite. A meteorite is part of nature but the Kaaba stone is from paradise,maybe transported to earth by virtue of a meteorite. Or that nature's will was made a vehicle by the Supreme Will to dispatch the item to the world. A stone from paradise is similar to a stone on earth. Similar in looks but totally different in form and origin. And as a rather mundane seemingly test from God to test man's faith and belief. But rather quaint isn't it. Quaint to a point but considering its implication through time it is actually very huge. Idolatrous or so seeming? No! Symbolic,perchance, but taken from a real item and a heavenly stone but a severe test on man's faith in God. So then is heaven nature too and of nature's will too. I think not as paradise is also of its own and its own being. It is a place eternal and infinite and it hold the best for man's senses five if not more. Wallahualam! God knows! Well talk about paradise then? I can't as I haven't been there! Say what we'll talk a bit more as I want to wiggle the four step - Old cha-cha song's on now! Inshallah!

Wahid Satay dan Zainal Abidin - Mabuk Kuasa.wmv

POLITICS - A PASSING THOT

Could it be that politics assume that a group of people or people as a whole needs order or order that can govern the set of people and pertaining much to a stipulated locale. People;individually will incline towards ill intentions if not their aggregate wills be confined to a formal archetype of order. That the will of the accepted order be the will of the entire people. Yet the said overall order has to be good in perception and in action in order to be the paramount will that regulate the collective will. Thenceforth a conventional state is formed. Democracy then is wholesomely infused into the configuration be that democracy be the choice of the people over many procedures and philosophies that give to the effective running of a state. A sense of fairplay overrides the whole equation that proclaims the essential makeup of the sanctioned and esteemed method. People entirely,their minds or the minimum level that their intelligent quotient be guessed and not statistically guiled or salient facts twisted or that their cleverness that need be gauged – their notions on agreeable thus universal standards on commendable living and good governance. Time that announces a peoples’ civic maturity will arrive to mark its own. Bolehland has come as such. Be that democracy can change often the government that rule but the undercurrent or the substance underneath the surface will remain taut and none the more fickle. Bolehland has come of age. And boleh or able to be bestowed free reign to lead on its own steam from vapors that emanate from a soul that calls for dignity; not for an evil grouping but the nation as an entirety. The aristocracy that refuses to submit due to longtime abuses cannot hold anymore. It is crumbling. But the sublimed Monarchy actually flourishes in tandem with the nation’s new aspiration of a sum people earnest for world class transformation!