Business as usual?

This is how we do business in Malaysia?

3 years after last having a fun time at an Indian restaurant which offered nice food, nostalgic music and ambience, my wife and I tried to relive the moment. 

To our dismay, we found that the perfect hideout had transformed, not for the better but down turned for the worse. The duo who serenaded and crooned to the tunes of the golden era of the Hindi songs were no longer there. The duo hold a special place in our hearts as they had performed at our wedding reception. In their place was a small stage where young girls, probably from the slums of Mumbai, gyrating away to the recorded songs of latest Hindi movies in their strategically revealing costumes which were quintessentially Indian. Gone are are the decent Malaysian crowd only to be replaced by shady foreign working class characters who don shades even in the dimly lighted ambience of this shady joint! Looks like after Mumbai have outlawed 'Chandni Bar' type of dancing bars where girls/single mother stricken by poverty swayed their hips to the sway of flashing rupees to relieve their hunger pangs and the loved ones, had made it to our shores.

Well, we should have realized that this was the state of affairs of businesses in Malaysia. The owners would start something good, put their heart and soul into it, create a lot of hype about it. It will soon the talk of town. People would jam pack the joint and wonder they actually lived before, before the outlet was even around. The owners would start seeing ringgit and sen in all the patrons that walk through the front door. Then they would start thinking that they had the inherent talent at this business. Some bright spark would suggest that the owners perhaps should start opening branches.
Kaboom! Branches would spring up, supervision of services would decline and pretty soon cobwebs would growing at the entrance. The owners would whine and blame everybody from the ruling government to the corrupt officials to unreliable foreign workers to fickle minded customers for their failed business venture. Basically everyone else but themselves! They forgot that there is something called dedication and hard work before you can, if ever, be a zamindar, sitting cross-legged on an arm chair observing the world below working at auto pilot!