Interracial?

Went to a Hari Raya open house today at the local stadium today with my juniors.

The food was awesome. There's a myriad variety of mouth-watering traditional Malay delicacies and food. There's a deluge of people from different racial backgrounds. I envied those who glowed with health despite the amount calories they were consuming. Isn't it ironical that when you go to places where the more fattening food is served, you tend to see more people who're radiant with health and with a body shape so perfect that they exude sex appeal? 

Of course, there were gluttons who were downing as much food as they could, disregarding the detrimental effect the kilocalories had had on their body mass indices. I saw a lot greedy people who tapau-ed when they were leaving. I saw the neurosurgeon queuing up for food. I saw my professor and quickly avoided him because I did a gross mistake in my gynaecology long case exam and I had no guts to face him.

I also saw a lot of Malay guys. 

I've never pictured myself in an interracial relationship. Although love has always been likened to something borderless that transcends race, creed and beliefs, it's a different story altogether when you're talking about intimacy or a long-term relationship. However, I can't deny the fact that I do find some of them hot. I mean, the hot ones, are hot. I realize that some of them actually have a striking resemblance to the Latinos I've seen in porn. I also find flirting in Malay kinky. But of course, I suck at it.

I've got only one gay friend who's Malay, that's AZ. He's one of the nicest people I've met. Thanks to him, I got to know several hot Malay gay air-stewards, albeit superficially. There's once we had supper with his friends at a mamak stall in Kelana Jaya. I totally failed to blend in. My spoken Malay sounds weird. I don't have the accent. I felt autistic, as though there's a shroud of mist between us that hampered our communication despite my one-sided urge to socialize. I wish I could imitate their accent. They looked so lively and adorable when they spoke their beautifully accented version of Malay. I think I must have looked very ridiculous and constipated.

Flirting online in Malay isn't easy too. I even made an effort to learn the commonly used abbreviations, which, frankly speaking, could be pretty mind-boggling.

Rest assured, they'll only remain an object of desire I'll always be curious and fantasize about.