Twin Towers of Pernas Symbolically Malaysian Pride
Malaysia has been promoted in the spirit of tourism
as “Truly Asia” . . . a melting pot of different colour & racial origin.
It’s only superficially true, for sadly beneath it all there’s much
lamentation, dissatisfaction, discrimination, polarisation, marginalization
& exploitation amongst the population.
The best kept secret is a political one in that there’s no such thing as
a Malay race, as would be defined anthropologically. Ironically, it’s
playing a ‘authoritarian’ political role over & above two of the world’s greatest
racial Chinese & Indian components.
Today 31 August Malaysia celebrates its 52nd. independence from the British colonial rule. To me, 31 August 1957 was particularly significant & auspicious, for I was there in the thick of it celebrating the first Merdeka. Being the last batch of the Queen’s Scouts from St. George’s Institution, Taiping, I was chosen to march in the Merdeka Parade in Kuala Lumpur. For a young lad this was a thrill beyond all imagination. I was, without doubt, extremely proud to be a Malaysian.
Myself in Merdeka Parade (31 Aug. 1957) – Second from right (Fourth row from front)
That kind of pride was even evident when we were all training to be teachers on Malaysian government scholarship in Kirkby College, Liverpool, England. We were a closely knit community of some 300 students in a foreign land studying & living in peace & harmony. It was a beautiful blend of racial mix – “truly Asia” as the present Minister for Tourism would advertise as such.
Just when you think Malaysia was such a paradise with durian & rambutan, “cha kwei teow” & “laksa” or “mee rebus”, “nasi lemak” & chicken rice, celebrating together Hari Raya, Chinese New Year & Deepavali, there exploded the racial riot of 13 May 1969 – all because of politics. Sadly, the days ahead have never been the same – no longer gay. Ever since, even with modernisation of highways & freeways, it’s downhill all the way!
All roads lead to a deteriorating state of social, economic & political quagmire. The way things are there’s nothing to be admired. Nothing to fulfil one’s hope, dream & aspiration nor would it thrill your heart’s desire.
Without looking afar, Malaysia pales in significance by far in comparison even just across the causeway. Singapore, an island state, deemed to fail upon its separation from Malaysia & without any natural resources like Malaysia, is laughingly way ahead in all spheres of development.
Politics is a dirty game.
It only enriches the class playing the same.
The population at large hardly have much to gain.
All Malaysians without exception must realise this. They need to rise and stand up to be counted. Prosperity must be equitably spread for posterity in perpetuity.
In closing, may I urge you to read my previous post on “Tun Dr Mahathir Mohamad” to get a better & further insight that plagued the nation of Malaysia.
A Chinese by Descent
An Australian by Consent
Monday, 31 August 2009