I remember once Bayu asked about my hometown. After knowing it, he jumped up and said, I know Jenjarom, my relatives live there. That village is unique, there is a big road separating two villages, the Chinese live here, and the Malays live on the other side, but what about the Indians? I don't know, scattered maybe? The part where I lived, several new coffee shops have opened and closed, but the old Indian coffee shop opposite the police station is still standing. I think that the reasons supported by old man's youth chronicle stories, and also my childhood nostalgic memories. My Indian food enlightenment stemmed from this old Indian coffee shop. Back then, the British brought Indians, and the Indians brought Parotta from their hometown, which became a popular national breakfast called Roti Canai after localization, a bread which means crushed or flattened bread, simple and rough. Some people say that it is actually a misunderstanding. The birthplace of Parotta is a city called Chennai in East India, that’s where the name generated. This statement is both diasporic and nostalgic, with sense of logic. Such a flatbread from Chennai, in the era of divide and rule, conquered the taste buds of all ethnic groups and created social tableau that pelbagai bangsa makan-makan atas satu meja, was my first window to witness the multi-social society of Malaysia. My thrilled honour that my work ‘Kedai Kopi Sungai Jarom’ is currently exhibtiing in Balai’s National Permanent Collection Exhibition entitled ‘NUSA’ (motherland) together with so many masterpiece especially Ismail Zain’s D.O.T - The De-Tribulization of Tam Binti Che Lat’, and I finally met the work with a close distance with so much of satisfaction. The work not only inspired me to work on ‘fragmented segments yet maintain united’ in art form, but also the depiction of identity crisis that artist intended to capture while he putting the traditional and modern elements together with unique sense of arrangement in the painting. This brilliant work inspired me to create ‘I’m in Mamak stall’ in year 2008.