Merdeka! Merdeka! MERDEKA!!!!
Three little words a bunch of insane youths were yelling at the top of their lungs at what seemed to be the top of the world...........okay not quite the top of the world but certainly the BEST view for a fireworks display.
No we weren't in the middle of big bright shooting sparklers being deafened by all the hooha and terrific bangs. We were kilometres away from the actual display sites but we got a view of nearly every fireworks display worth watching. From dataran merdeka to genting.......we saw it all man. It was FANTASTIC!!!!
Yes, we had a great time celebrating merdeka. But let's think about this.....what exactly are we celebrating? Freedom? From what exactly?
From a fair evaluation system based upon merit? From quality education? From (possibly) an honorable and less corrupt law enforcement system?
This would be the core topic of discussion amongst the insane youths as they sat back in reflection about their current position in Malaysia. How our 'place' has been nearly pre-destined and our paths 'limited' to certain ranks, positions and pathways. How every crutch the'powers-that-be' provide themselves with serves only as an obstacle which we strive to overcome. So whatever doesn't kill us only makes us stronger. Yes perhaps for that we can be grateful. We have mastered the art of survival.
Yes, we do 'whatever it takes' to survive. 'What it takes' being hard work and immense support from our parents - financially, morally and spiritually. I am grateful for parents who teach us to think for ourselves, to not blindly follow any doctrine (religious or otherwise), to do what is RIGHT.......unfortunately 'right' is sometimes subjective. Talk about a catch 22 huh?
But i digress. 'Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country' applies in the land the statement was made. A RELATIVELY free land - or so it is claimed. Is there such a thing as a free land? Especially for descendants of immigrants? Think about it...........even utopia has its faults.
Three little words a bunch of insane youths were yelling at the top of their lungs at what seemed to be the top of the world...........okay not quite the top of the world but certainly the BEST view for a fireworks display.
No we weren't in the middle of big bright shooting sparklers being deafened by all the hooha and terrific bangs. We were kilometres away from the actual display sites but we got a view of nearly every fireworks display worth watching. From dataran merdeka to genting.......we saw it all man. It was FANTASTIC!!!!
Yes, we had a great time celebrating merdeka. But let's think about this.....what exactly are we celebrating? Freedom? From what exactly?
From a fair evaluation system based upon merit? From quality education? From (possibly) an honorable and less corrupt law enforcement system?
This would be the core topic of discussion amongst the insane youths as they sat back in reflection about their current position in Malaysia. How our 'place' has been nearly pre-destined and our paths 'limited' to certain ranks, positions and pathways. How every crutch the'powers-that-be' provide themselves with serves only as an obstacle which we strive to overcome. So whatever doesn't kill us only makes us stronger. Yes perhaps for that we can be grateful. We have mastered the art of survival.
Yes, we do 'whatever it takes' to survive. 'What it takes' being hard work and immense support from our parents - financially, morally and spiritually. I am grateful for parents who teach us to think for ourselves, to not blindly follow any doctrine (religious or otherwise), to do what is RIGHT.......unfortunately 'right' is sometimes subjective. Talk about a catch 22 huh?
But i digress. 'Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country' applies in the land the statement was made. A RELATIVELY free land - or so it is claimed. Is there such a thing as a free land? Especially for descendants of immigrants? Think about it...........even utopia has its faults.
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