WHAT'S YOUR AURA.......??

knock... knock....

"Yes...???"

"Inche east43street we have a request to use the conference room today, at 5.15 pm."

"From whom?"

"From a rep of a Malaysian company called Positive Aura" said Johny English. "Shall we allow? It is a for a talk about their product. A health treatment with water."

Water health treatment??? Hmmm.... and they brought water all the way from Malaysia to sell in the UK?? What water has to do with aura. How interesting.

"Just prepare the Conference Romm.... no... no.... arrange in the Dining Hall instead.... and invite everybody by email."

"TQ" Johny English left.

At 5.15 pm all seats were taken at the Dining Hall and in front stood a lecturer-looked person, nicely dressed, assisted by 2 gentlemen and a smart looking lady. On the table in the far corner of the hall I can see a lot of bottled water already arranged. He introduced himself as Dr. Hamid. After a preliminary gestures, he started by a tale how he survived cancer and how water treatment had helped him so much during that process.

So.... he is a cancer survivor.... and he looked so healthy (and merrily down the stream too)... hmmm. I can imagine the expression of my face already. It wouldn't look that good, I knew it. My colleagues had told me a few times already that I am quite transparent. I cannot hide my feeling and it will show clearly on my face. Worst still if I am angry, they wouldn't dare to look at me.

It is so obvious and he sensed my feeling. Then he engaged a defensive mode. "Those who have a negative feeling about this talk don't have to waste your time and mine. You may leave the hall if you want to". WTF!!!! (sorry I borrowed this from En. Akula). I was the one who allowed him to use the hall and now he is trying to kick me out. I can kick him out of the building there and then if I wanted to, but I chose not to let my anger to overcome me and ruined others in the hall good time. I couldn't control my anger once and I lost a very good friend because of that. I looked him in the eyes and imagined how my eyes looked like. He got the signal, he is in other people's house. Better not continue with the attitude or he will be sent out to the street. I think he knew that.

So he continued the talk with a computer projection of an image of a head with blue steam so called positive aura around it. Those who have a positive aura would be able to avoid a lot of sickness, will have a better sex life and for heaven sake he also mentioned of stamina and longer erection in bed. The positive aura can be achieved by drinking regularly the water that he brought. He was betting his water on these. Bye-bye viagra!!!

Rather than having to buy the bottled water lined at the corner, he took out a water filter from a nicely packed box. He explained that this kind of water filter is similar to the natural water filter used by kampung folks those day and produced the right kind of minerals. He even compared to water stored in labu sayong.

So he was not selling water anyway. He was selling water filter actually. A mere salesman. The bottled water being arranged at the corner were just for display or probably to be given away after the talk. And the price of the filter?? A whopping 350 Pound Sterling (closed to RM2450). Similar kind can be found at Subang Parade at price RM500 I think. Wow.... this is what the government wanted.... the business going global. What we have here?? A scammer going global. A scammer terbilang.

He ended his talk with a note that order of the water filter can be made to his assistants. Delivery will take a week. I stood up and about to go when he came and offered me to drink his bottled water. I declined politely and left.

A few weeks later a colleague invited me for a dinner at her home. When I went to clean my hand in her kitchen, I saw a water filter. The same water filter..... My colleague had bought it, at the price of 350 Pound Sterling. From??? ..... who else, Johny English. Johny apparently enrolled to be an agent. I dearly hope my collegue's health will get better from now on. And Johny English.... I will deal with him later.

For me, I regret for not kicking that salesman out of my office building.....