Petals of Hibiscus for you my motherland...

13-5-13, another hectic Monday with list of things-to-do, call the GP (General Practioner), call the insurer, write a letter, get son to the GP, and shopping, besides my usual house chores. The day will pass in wink just as other Mondays but 44 years ago in my country, this day was a bad day; a bloody day which has been printed in chapters of our history books; and a rough day which left scars and wounds in many hearts of Malaysians. The ghostly sectarian violence ignited after the May 10, 1969 general election.

Many of us might not have seen the ugly face of 13 May 1969, but for surely, would not want to see it in our life time. Today there a certain degree of tensions after the May 5th general election. It is sad to read headings of papers, slogans and quotations in public media, misleading news and misinterpretations, but I believe the amount of venomous hatred churned by political divide can do no harm to us. There are few paranoids, there are some provincials, there are hooligans too but too lame and too shallow for us to bother. Each one of us has a beautiful story of childhood in our ‘kampung’, memories which has been crafted in our school benches, maturity that has been polished by different phase of events, and the spirit to strive for a better nation.

‘Race’ is a beautiful word. There is serenity in its diversity. There is peace in its uniformity and we have the rights to be different and cherish the differences of ours. So let’s make today beautiful, let’s smile for our motherland and make her as beautiful as ever… and from me, from the far away land, here I send you, my mother and father; family and relatives; teachers and leaders; and last but not least my friends and foes, a handful petals of hibiscus to signify our togetherness; the Malaysian spirit summed up.

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french said…

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