There’s no other place I would rather be right now, other than Malaysia.
Over the past year, I’ve been traveling a little bit and enjoying the sights and sounds of Europe and the Far East. But I have to say, there’s no feeling like being at home.
Despite our many differences – some perceived, some fictionalized, some actualized – we’re still one big family. We fight, we bicker, we throw tantrums, we challenge the constitutionality of certain actions, and more… but, at the end of the day, we’re Malaysians still.
I was reminded recently that the late Tunku Abdul Rahman, in trying to get the leaders of Sabah, Sarawak and Singapore to agree to join the Federation of Malaysia, said that to be part of Malaysia is to be part of one family – we must believe that there is enough room for all under this one roof of ours; that we must be kind, be gentle with each other, and be respectful of each other; that we must trust and believe in each other. Let’s not forget the spirit of those founding fathers and those who’ve come before us to lay the foundation stones of this country.
There’s a long road ahead, and even if someone forgot to lay the asphalt well that there be potholes everywhere, we’ll still get to where we need to be soon enough. (We just have to remember to use our moral compass.)
Happy 47th birthday, Malaysia🙂