Fearing the rot within

COMMENT | “Aiyoh, so many ex-Umnos are joining Bersatu!” lamented a friend of mine yesterday, when we met for breakfast.

I smiled as I dipped my chapatti into the thick dhal.

“I am telling you, it’s just a matter of time before Bersatu becomes the new Umno!” he continued blabbing.

I stuffed the rather big piece of chapatti dripping with dhal into my mouth, ignoring him.

“So?” he asked, expecting some kind of reply from me. “Tell me, what you think about Bersatu accepting these ex-Umnos.”

“Can you let me enjoy my chapatti in peace?” I said as I tore another piece of chapatti.

My friend was puzzled.

“I thought you are a big supporter of ‘ABU’,” he said referring to Haris Ibrahim’s ‘Anything But Umno’ movement.

“I used to,” I said right before I took a gulp of ginger masala tea to wash down my throat.

“Can you please stop eating and drinking for a moment and tell me what you think of this Umno 2.0?” He was clearly annoyed with me.

“Fine,” I said. “If you must know, I don’t have any issues with it.”

My friend’s jaw dropped. It wasn’t a pretty sight to tell you the truth, especially since I could spot some chunks of idli and coconut chutney inside his mouth. Eew...