My humble thoughts on GE13 for now:
1. The ink from my Kilometrico pen lasts longer
2. Malaysians are still prejudicial and ignorant -They are called Bangladeshi, and no you have no right to detain, or harass any phantom voters.
3. No Anwar you cannot simply announce results. To inspire one must just have faith.
4. Yes BN is playing dirty but don’t take it on Malaysians who still believe in them. Let them be. Earn your respect.
5. It’s called the freaking social media! You want to keep calm? Block their newsfeed.
6. Do not organise a parti liar if your party wins. You have a bloody full term that is 5 years to celebrate. Chill dulu.
Sekian Terima Kasih.
Someone once said that a good writer must know his audience. My numbered days as a journalist then a copywriter, taught me how to sketch the truth and paint a good lie. Right now any voter will make a good reader.
Few more days to the most important date in 5 years. Even a child has a favourite candidate thanks to the generous handouts. Let us not forget democracy still has a voice in ‘Malaysia Truly Asia’ and a non-registered voter remains a mute.
Race. The tragedy behind our nation’s policies that is being challenged even by its beneficiaries as being unfair. I just turned 28 a week ago and am considered miserable by the standards of my race. I should have been married with kids and either work for a GLC or own a SME milking government funding. Well I think life is a beautiful story as how you would like it to be told.
So let me tell you mine. It’s a short one.
I have dated Chinese girls who turned out to be equally racist as their parents. The prejudice they have towards me was perhaps motivated by fear and hate for my ethnic ‘qualities’. Balancing the idea of being a good Muslim and owning a Tibetan bowl for meditation purposes, could have also been a sign of non committal. But would a spiritually emancipated person be a tyrant?
Ironically I was even victimised by my own people following the politics of tikam belakang by another’s quest for power in a pro-government organisation. Sounds like a familiar plot? The script has always been the same in the game of chess. Only the stakes are different. On top of that meeting entrepreneurs who have the audacity to think grants and favours received from the government is their birthright. I can’t fathom how these same men can still plan their next trip to the Holy Land.
Now politics and religion is not a melody for a secular state. Anyone says otherwise is a hypocrite. We have leaked sex videos to cast doubt over a man’s moral. Well I remember a married Umno man ‘suggested’ to have an affair with one of my girlfriends. Imagine if I asked her to play along and record it so we can profit from it. I’d be driving a Ferrari from one the expensive homes in D’sara Heights by now like some of our ministers. Oh Lord I sound like a bitter Malaysian. Nevertheless good leaders are never chameleons.
I understand the socio-economic disparity as i have had my fair share of ethnic exposure since my childhood. My late father was a planter so I have lived in estates in Negeri Sembilan, Melaka, and not so big towns in Sarawak and Sabah. There were really poor people with realistic short-term goals of making ends meet. Many Malaysians have finally open up to the true blues. Leadership is about strengthening your weakest link and our ruling government has merely done so only on ad-hoc basis.
My life is has reached a point of change. I have to reevaluate my personal goals and that is why I have decided to go through the process of detoxification. Of course i am speaking in terms of general well-being due to my ageing body. But it has also been awhile since Malaysia had one too. All we need is just a mandate for cleansing. Having an opposing belief does not make you an anarchist.
“Never exceed your rights, and they will soon become unlimited.” ~Jean Jacques Rousseau
Infrastructure and consumer demand grow hand in hand, each depends on the other.
The unfolding development of each over time determines the long term shape and health of our economy.
The #KL112 rally, also called the Himpunan Kebangkitan Rakyat or the People’s Awakening Rally, has 10 major objectives. They are:
1. A call for clean, fair and transparent elections with a free and independent press
2. A call for the prestige, image and reputation of FELDA to be saved by guaranteeing its agricultural role in the economy and the land ownership of the settlers.
3. Fair treatment and allocations to Sabah and Sarawak vis-a-vis Peninsular Malaysia
4. 20% of oil royalty to be returned to the producing states
5. To raise professionalism, assure welfare and protect the future of civil servants including teachers and the armed forces
6. A call for a green environment that is clean and wholesome
7. A call for the national language to be supported, vernacular language to be preserved and standards of English to be raised in the education system, with free education for all Malaysian citizens.
8. A call to free all political detainees who have been unfairly imprisoned
9. A call for all traditional villages and places of heritage to be preserved, protected and defended
10. A call for a better lifestyle for women as promised in the Agenda Wanita Malaysia (The Malaysian Women’s Agenda)
KL city has an estimated population of 1.6 million as of 2012.
Stadium Merdeka can accomodate 30,00 people.
There were 8 meeting points; Universiti Malaya mosque, Brickfields, Kuala Lumpur City Centre (KLCC), Jalan Sultan, Central Market, Kampung Baru, Masjib Negara and Dataran Merdeka.
I guess hipsters will stop wearing yellow now since it has become too maistream.
Your few seconds means a lifetime to them.
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More to come…
Telur sebiji riuh sekampung. Sarung segerabak meriah jadinya.
Now to spare my misery from going into the history of sarong in our society, you may find this link ‘sarong 101‘ extremely educational. Terms such as Men’s Unbifurcated Garment, The Sarong Song which goes like;
“You are the sexiest thing I have seen today,” said somebody else’s woman, staring a hole through the front of my gray and black sarong. “How would you know?” I responded. “It’s still early.”
Well enough to say you should visit the link but for now let us revisit the day where 500 people *source did a favour for Ministry of Culture, Arts, and Tourism by parading a beautiful design of our nation across the fabric of society.
The Keretapi Sarong event was innocently fun and meaningful as each sarong wearer gets to share their story. From the cheeky “My sarung also functions as an internal exhaust fan” to a child’s “First sarung”, the event gave Malaysians a reason to be expressive, share few laughs, and even be destined for love at sight with one of the ‘kebaya girls’.
As for my side of the story, it was just about a lonely son.
From left to right: Cepot, HashimHD, myself with the beret
I wore my late father’s sarong and beret. He was taken away last Ramadan and at times when i miss him i will wear his stuff to find strength. It makes me feel closer to him and i must say the man did have good taste, so i wouldn’t be committing a fashion crime.
I remember as child, my father would sit on this big chair and i would then sit on the floor between his legs while watching tv. His sarong somehow transformed into this cocoon, to which i attest is the most comfortable spot for any child. It was my safe haven.
That was my first recollection of the sarong. And in fact my warmest memory of Abah. In future perhaps my child will find the same comfort in me.
A melody in the background as i write this post.