On the eve of Merdeka
Unlike the other weekdays, this week I have decided to go to work via the train or LRT. So today with the rehearsals going on strong, the fighter planes criss crossing the skies, I overhead this,
" MERDEKA, MERDEKA, MERDEKA !!! ", was bellowed from the Dataran. I would like to remind everybody that on that fateful day 50 years ago, the word MERDEKA was bellowed out 7 times and not 3, but that's besides the point.
In the midst of the whole Merdeka shout, I overhead a lil indian girl, whom followed suit of shouting the word "MERDEKA", her parents were smiling and laughing at her. What followed later on, shocked me and the parents to no end, amongst the bellowing and all that jazz from the dataran, of a word I could barely make out myself, but somehow the lil girl shouted "MELAYU!!".
The family were across the street and I was on the other side of the street, we exchanged looks, the parents gave me a look that was hard for me decipher, confused, sad, shocked, I don't know. I just smiled at them and went on my way to work.
So, what is all this about? I tell you what, the country is being ruled by a bunch of hypocritical dogs, corruption, nepotism, wasteful spendings, the so called racial polarisation, the so called Islam Hadhari. I have all these while from the days of my studies in UKM, kept quiet after the incident with Angela and Ezam. I have also been told by my old lecturers to keep my trap shut concerning politics, I have also been told by people who cared for me to not debate nor say anything about the current situation. But I will not do this anymore, I will not keep quiet, I will admit to this, I was at one point like my father from the year 1998 till 2001, a huge supported of Anwar Ibrahim, why the change? Simple, I realised that when a person gets bitten then and then only will he try to fight and implement change.
Having said that however, I am still a big supporter of the opposition, maybe not Anwar per se, I realised being involved in the past, has made me realize a few things, and today, after all these years, this is what I have learnt.
20 odd years ago, a man was able to topple the power then. This man was called, Mahathir Mohamed, whom later on became our fourth PM and now is Tun Dr Mahathir Mohamad. What he did then was necessary when the rulers, the sultans, were getting too much in their head, with all the extravagances and chaotic management, also lets not forget the killing and beating people, and getting away scot free. What Tun Dr Mahathir did then was a necessary evil, by removing the king’s power to veto legislation, allowing bills before the king to be passed without his consent after a lapse of 30 days. He also curtailed the powers and privileges of the rulers, removed their immunity and set up a special court to try them for civil and criminal offences.
So now, after 20 years, the malaysians are asking for a reform. We want the rulers to be back in power for the people. I will always support people who has the interest of the country and rakyat in their hearts or heads, to speak of politicians. Be it 20 years ago when the royals are running amok, be it now when the government is running amok. The power should always go to the people who are doing things properly. Now the royals seem to have more of balanced head on their shoulders, what with the likes of such Sultan Mizan Zainal Abidin of Terengganu, our current Ruler and Raja Nazrin of Perak.
So tomorrow in RPK's own words, for MERDEKA, we will, I hope wear YELLOW, civil disobedience it shall be. Daulat Tuanku! Power to the people!
With that I wish everybody Selamat Hari Merdeka!!!!!!! with that I hope we will go through bigger and better change, for all of us, as Malaysians!!!! Equality for everybody!!!!
Wow, it seems like I hit a nerve with somebody out there over my last post. Cool. Bring it on. I couldn't be bothered with anonymous cowards.
Anyways, today's post is about this 20 year old girl who's living with me and my man. Her name's Esther, a cute kitesurfer, who will soon be going to college. Random snippets of what our conversation usually revolves around, or rather random lines from her.
" WIPE OUT, FIZAH FIZAH come 'ere the fella wipe out wei, damn syiok wei ", calling out from her room when she was watching one of the skimboarding clips.
" Rot to to to to, it's in the blood i tell you, from daddy ", in her most keling indian accent pointing towards my man.
In case you're wondering, my man has taken on the role of being her daddy, and he's awfully paternal too.
" Wanking, wanking, wanker, wank, wank ..........." Bryan said on the way back from Magnificent Fish and Chips.
" What's wanking? " Esther asked
" Youtube for it ", me, my man and Bryan answered.
No kidding, she doesn't know what's wanking. And another incident in my office when she came over.
" Wong, you know now they're no longer called CIG IT, now it's CL IT ", I hinted
" Yeah and? ", Wong still not getting it.
" Dude, CL IT, C L I T, am I the only only thinking that it's funny ", my man said.
" HAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAH, bloody hell that's funny ", wong said upon which he went to tell the other director.
" Hoi!! Very sensitive wei ", the other director said while laughing.
" Tomorrow meeting with the clitters ", I said.
" What's CL IT, clit? What's clit? ", Esther asked.
There you go peeps, my ever so endearing 'daughter'. Believe me there's more where that came from. Sighs, it'll be awfully quiet once she starts going to college.
I used to know this person, if I am known as very hard, harsh, crude and disrespectful to others, well apparently you haven't met this person yet. And that's to put it lightly.
This person is what a friend of mine term " hard to live with, too much coughing up lame excuses about everything and blaming it on the upbringing ".
Personally I chalk it up to cowardice to come forth and do new things. Not saying that I didn't at one point of my life blame everything on my upbringing, maybe that's why I can empathize the blaming but after all these years, please, just put a stop to it.
What surprise me is this person doesn't feel tired and fed up of all of these, geez, too much time I reckon. Wish I have that. To sleep though.
Instead of being bitchy, just leave, don't have to fucking scream about it to everyone and everything.
Life is dramatic enough, let other people chill and relax to themselves. Focus on something, career, sex whatever it takes. Idle minds are dangerous, especially those of which has work or responsibilities and yet shirk it off.
Think about the things that others have accomplished, worse case scenario, think about what I have accomplished, and ponder over it for awhile?
Got the answer? What has been accomplished? Studies? Bah! I was never a good student, but have accomplished more it seems. What will others remember this person for? A couple of friends said,
" How bitchy and perasan this person is "
" Drama, epitomize drama "
" As the person who's actually very very unattractive and yet thinks otherwise "
" Sad beyond words "
So go travel! Work in marine conservation projects (oppss, NO, better not, I'd rather not have drama), do something instead of bitching about others, and relationships. It gets real passe.
Two words hun', GROW UP!