Beneath the looming shadow
of Kishan Dial School,
Stood an old Indian tea stall
with a table and a stool.
I'll go there every morning
to buy my breakfast fare.
And sometimes in the afternoons,
tea time will find me there.
"Mau makan apa ini hari?"
The old man always asks,
his voice both warm and friendly,
his hands busy at tasks.
His tasty roti pratha
are fluffy, piping hot.
And thosai irresistible,
with chutney from a pot.
Some days he sells something,
to which I can't say no.
Sweet apam straight from heaven,
with coconut milk to go.
Memories remain in the shadow
of Kishan Dial School,
of the tea stall's friendly Indian,
with his table and his stool.
"The old Indian tea stall"
by Harold B Huang
Sun 10Apr22 2145hrs GMT+8
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Background note:
In 1967, this teh tarik stall stood at the junction of Marsh Rd and Thambipillay Rd, Brickfields, KL in front of an old three-storey private school building called Kishan Dial School, just behind Lido theatre.
"Just behind the Lido cinema was the Kishan Dial Secondary School, possibly the first private school in the country to prepare students for the Overseas Senior Cambridge School Certificate."
