My brother came once so did my American Indian colleagues as well as other friends from Yakima, HoChiMinh City. Over the course of the years I have met a wonderful slate of intellectuals who later became friends, such as Ho/Kit, who once was the director of the Mahler Society of Malaysia. He has an encyclopedic knowledge of movies and provided me with his favourite 100 movies from all parts of Asia (Hollywood and Bollywood excluded). Lately he had travelled to Teheran to select Iranian movies for Malaysian audiences.
I had told them that I would prefer a simple south indian meal: roti canai and some curry and off we went to Bangsar village to one of the Banana Leaf restaurants and the time flew by as we were discussing one thing or another. I had especially brought some Cigars for him and our other mutual friend, another Prince of a Man from Patna, a star in the movie world, Abid (I am convinced that he is descended from the Persian princes of the Mogul Court)
The evening was very pleasant. When I got back to Hilton Hotel, the executive lounge at Floor 33 was still opened and I treated myself to a cup of Tea.
Within hours of arriving, I was back on the KLIA express to Kuala Lumpur airport to take the tortuous route (of my choosing): KL to Doha to Larnaca and from there somehow get to Nantes in France and by train and car to Quiberon on the Brittany Coast.
I didnt realize how tired I would be when I finally reached my destination: 32 hours later!
I look forward to my next visit to Kuala Lumpur but this time long enough to enjoy a nice Cohiba Robusto from Cuba.. or even a Partagas
