Does that really matters?
You like mutton curry, hate belacan (no Malaysian would hate that..as far as I'm concern) and another only eats salads for dinner
Does that really matters?
You only go for church services on Sundays, you burn incenses before altars, and another believes in no one but himself or herself
Does that really matters?
From young, our generation had been constantly hammered with an understanding that we are always superior over another. We learnt how to discriminate, prejudge, misunderstand, and fight for our rights. We identify differences swiftly, in fact with a speed faster than anyone else. Those differences are thought to have drifted us apart, carrying us away and away from each other, creating chaos.
Come to think about it, how about uniforming the whole country? Have one belief, one religion, and the same political view?
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We will not be Malaysians.
Malaysia is cherished for her diversities, her uniqueness in creating a harmonious country regardless of different races living together. Our fore fathers bonded us together before gaining independence. Be it Chinese, Malays, Indians, Baba Nyonyas, we were one.
And it occurs to me that, we can be united again.
Differences are not intended to separate, to alienate. We are different precisely in order to realize our need of each other. Without differences, there would not be variations. Imagine a dull scene with only the same kind of people wearing the same kind of clothes, speaking only from one perspective.
Dull, indeed. Monotonous and boring, if you asked me.
An eye for an eye make the whole world blind, so why don't we remove the glasses we wear to differentiate others, stop comparing and start loving more?
And... stop asking for our races when we're ticking forms. We're Malaysians, you dummy isn't that obvious?
Happy Malaysia Day, from a Malaysian
