COMMENT | Coconuts, rambutans and broken trusts

COMMENT | Dad was observing Seng plucking coconuts the other day when our neighbour Jagan dropped by.

“Uncle, what is happening?” asked Jagan, pointing at Seng on our tree.

“Selling my coconuts,” dad replied short.

“How much?”

“RM1 each.”

Jagan gasped. “Aiyoh, uncle! Why so cheap? They are selling coconut water at RM4 per coconut!”

Dad smiled.

“Don’t sell it to him, lah uncle. I can help you pluck the coconuts if you want,” Jagan offered.

“Nevermind-lah, Seng is doing all the hard work – climbing, plucking and then selling. I am earning RM1 for not doing anything,” dad said.

Jagan lowered his voice as he watched Seng climb down the tree by placing his feet carefully on the grooves carved into the sides of the trunk...