House Hunting

LolI have been seeing houses since 2:00 pm today (May 6, 2014). The real estate agent (a lady) is kind enough to show me around in her Mitsubishi. On our way to the last house, our conversation went like this:

She: The house we are going to see now is near a Mosque.

Me: Near a Mosque?!

She: Yes. (She continued gracefully) It’s a Punjabi Mosque.

Me: Huh! Ahem, okay! But we call it Gurudwara.

She: Yes, that.

During our house hunting, the lady often calls house owners from the car, and tells them about our requirements. She also enquires if it’s possible for the owner to show us the house today. So far, we had no problem seeing (viewing) houses at any condo except this one place. The description of the house was too good to be true and it met all requirements completely. But the owner doesn’t want to let it out to Indians. She argued over phone with the man saying that these are nice educated people, not like others who litter the place and so on. I asked her, what the problem was. She said, “They don’t want to rent it out to Indians.” I asked why so. She said, “They are scared of the Indian curry. The landlord said that the previous Indian tenant cooked so much that the smell of the curry got stuck to the air conditioner and walls. The smell took really long to go from the house.” I did not know how to react to that. I wondered what the previous tenants cooked and where they were from!


The Ceiling Fan

Today (May 2, 2014), I went to see a house at Kembangan. The Kembangan MRT station was just a few steps away from the condo. I decided to take the MRT on return. Climbing up to the platform, I was shocked to see this ceiling fan! It was massive in size. One blade of the ceiling fan must have measured 3.5 to 4 metres in length! It was intimidating enough to make me stay away from it.