Why I Write ...

Purely as a form of expression to the emotions that run riot in my life at different junctures. This blog has seen several title revisions that also reflect the state of being and evolution I am constantly in. If one were to remain stagnant in hope of never changing their temporal present, one will awaken someday to much regret. Life is about living, evolving and adapting to the constant changes all around us.

My spot on the web is essentially a journey along with my monologue ramblings of my coherent mind accompanied by the incoherent thing called life. Read me if you like ... if you don't it is not the end of the world. I am at the very least a believer in humility lifts us further than pride.

Happy trails

13 August 2008

A Malaysians Hope Revisited Aug 12, 2008

Sharing a piece I wrote last year. As we watch the current political climate, I wonder if any of our politicians even realise how much in pain as a nation and as a thinking people we are in. Perhaps not everyone aspires for a Bangsa Malaysia because they will lose their privileges that they have grown too fat on.

There are so many of us who are living with a burning hope that someday we are just Malaysians and there is no more race segregation. But so many more who are unwilling to compromise for the better of Malaysians as a whole.

I am anxious, we are 51 and still squabbling like spoilt children.

Malaysia Is 50 ... .ani original 140807

Fifty years post independence
Still those in power fail
To acknowledge our interdependence
Of peoples so varied and colourful
Each having their place in pushing us forward
Come Malaysia open your eyes
Give each of us our rightful place
We sing 'Tanah Tumpahnya Darahku'
Our blood our sweat our tears
The same no matter from whom it spills
Golden jubilee with pomp and pageantry
Look within, look back, then present and future
Diversity we must capture and sustain
Appreciate and celebrate
There is much more to achieve
As one people, one nation
We await the day when we can proudly say
Bangsa : Malaysia
Happy Birthday my homeland
Let not the blown candle smoke mar the visions
Alive in the hearts of your people