It has been four months since my last post. A recent spat of attacks on places of worship has led me to pen down my views on this situation.
Race card games were a norm but now the Religion Card games are also played. I had many Malay friends during my schooling times and we eat at the canteen together and we play football together, and the enemy of that time was the “people” from the other team. Although politicians were harping on race issues then, in school, we were just, well, a bunch of kids having fun.
But the working world is a very different story compared to the minds of young children. These days, we have people who are burning churches, step on cow heads in protest of hindu temples and bear in mind that we non-malays, rather not so often talk about our own Malay brothers, which are also stated as Malaysian in the same Nationality column as ours in the small B6 size red booklet which reads Pasport Malaysia.
Malaysia was built on by the tin and rubber industries then before gaining independence. Malays at that time were not skilled in these thus Indians and Chinese were brought in as labour for these jobs. As RPK stated in Malaysia-Today, Malays were tought English by Indian teachers from India at that time as the Indians had a stronger command at it.
Chinese were in the construction and tin mining industries at that time. Everyday, they work hard, often plagued by disease, and earn a living for their children, borned Malaysians and also increase the economy of the country to ensure better employment in the future for the younger generations to come.
Indians on the other hand were in the railway industry and rubber industries. Train tracks were laid to foundations and trains were used by everybody, may you be Chinese, Malay, or Indian. No Indian ever said, “We made this so only our people can use” or nor did anyone demanded some sort of royalty in return, what they got in return were only their wages.
Everyone who sacrificed time, energy and effort at that time did it with an open heart.
Our forefathers did it not do these because of only money, but also the thought of happiness that people now can use trains and stay at buildings that we had built with sweat and tears.
But now, everyone who does something for the country, bear in mind not sacrifice, do it with a narrow space in the heart.
Malays and Indians are all our friends, better still, brothers. Only the fanatics of these people, which are a small minority, are causing unnecessary problems to our society.
We do not live in hatred, we do not live in agony, we just live with a narrow heart.
Do things with an open heart and see that everyone you can help be helped with under your capable jurisdiction.
Help our country with an open heart I plead with the people of the X and Y generations.
Our country’s real test upon independence is during these bad times.
~~signing off

And went for obstacle courses, jungle trekking, sang songs, swam, watched Bruno (Mario’s favourite).

Everyone positioning themselves for Bruno. Mario’s so excited and keeps adjusting the TV volume.

My 5th Family. haha. I”m at the back. Look at all their gigantic faces……haha.


