The order of the day is to be smart. By being smart one can achieve growth, sustainability, competitiveness, efficiency and many, many more. But the call of the day is to be intelligent. Being intelligent makes you smart, of course. In addition you will be creative, useful and most importantly, you will be able to survive. You will be wiser.
The most basic need for intelligence, the most important in fact, is to be intelligent in using the toilet bowl. Toilet bowl? Yes, right.
Imagine yourself eating too much of Kak Has’s bubur ‘asyura, and had to rush out of meetings or conventions that was held in a hotel. Say the Pan Pacific in KL. You were lucky to find not just an empty can (toilet lah!), not just empty but it was clean and with piped music, to add to the ambience.
And you managed to complete your business.
And then, you became puzzled. How on earth do you operate it? It was one of the modern toilets with a built-in bidet, with several buttons and gadgets attached to it and with several pipes in the inner part of the bowl, that would move in and out, in accordance with whichever button that you pressed. And having pressed the wrong buttons have ended in you first having your newly pressed shirt all wet, then water sprayed all over your face, hair and glasses, then the trousers that you hung to the door also not spared.
You were really caught in an embarrassing situation. What the heck! No wonder they had music, to soothe your temper that was slowly reaching its critical breaking point.
And it was really your fault for not reading the Standard Operation Procedures (SOP) for use of the toilet. Probably you missed it for you were in a hurry. See, the SOP was pasted to the inner part of the seat cover. In small prints. In order to read, you would have to first go to the ritual of kneeling in front of the bowl and put your head close to the bowl-seat, almost to the extent of enabling you to smell the water in the bowl. But problem, problem. It was in Japanese English. So you needed time to go over it and understand the instructions. But had you read it and Kak Has’s bubur was working too effectively on you, so what would you have done? No time to finish the SOP, obviously. And back to square one, read or not read the instructions, the resultant effect on you would still have been the same. All wet. So you took the risk.
And when you exit from the toilet, you realised that a few others were just as wet as you were. And it wasn't even raining outside.
Obviously the toilet was designed only for the Japanese cos they are customized to bowing before doing anything. Dozo.
p.s.: Kak Has. Your bubur 'Ashura' looks tempting.