Happy days are Malaysian days

Recording artiste Hunny Madu looks back on mischief, aborted mischief and cravings.

TELL us a story about an amazing friendship.

Dayana is my sweet, bubbly mate I met in university. We would synchronise timetables so that we could do everything together – from having meals to going on silly adventures. We had many sleepovers and got into trouble with our parents for coming home too late after nights of dancing. We went to Perth to complete our studies and went on many holidays together. There was even this one time when she and my then-boyfriend surprised me by painting my apartment walls. That is one of the nicest acts anyone has ever done for me.

If you could have dinner with one Malaysian from history, who would it be? I don’t think I will ever change my answer: P. Ramlee of course! Tell us a funny story from your schooldays. Throughout my school years, I was always a cheeky but good student. I was 17 and it was a month before SPM and many classmates would skip school or cut classes to destress at a nearby cybercafe. As head of class, I had always resisted. But that day, I decided to go along and climbed over the gate in my baju kurung. I made it to “freedom” on the other side and told my friends I would catch up wit th them at the cybercafe. I felt soooo ba ad and guilty, so I called my mum and a sked her to pick me up. My mama sh hould be so proud of me.

What is the first thing youy look to makan when you com me back from an overseas trip?

Last year, I was in Euurope for the whole month and I mmissed my sambal belacan and teh aisa badly. I ate both as my first meaal back!

If a genie grants me threet wishes for my country y, I’d ask for:

A booming econommy, cheaper luxury cars aand more music or artistic veenues.