Yes...in case you haven't notice, it has been 48 years of independence ....it has been 48 years since we are govern by some foreign powers, be it the Portugese, Dutch, British, Japanese etc.
For me, the national day is just a holiday for me.
Call me unpatriotic or even a communist, i have again fail to live up to the National Day Celebration.
Last year my blog did say the same thing and i felt my opinion aren't swayed again this year.
It is just a holiday just like any other holiday we have in this country. With the exception of Hari Raya...31st August is just like another Bank Holiday or just a day break in a long week.
Why?
Do i not love Malaysia? Do i not cared for the nation and its fight? Do i forgot about the sacrifices of our national heroes??
Those who read my entries will testify that though my views are strong....i voiced it out becoz i love this country...probably more than some of the Minister entrusted to run this country.
I cared for the nation just like you, i cheered for our Malaysian Badminton Team, Nicol David, Esther Cheah being World Bowling Champion, Karamjit Singh-Asia Rally Champion etc.
I do remember the sacrifices Mat Kilau made, Tok Gajah, Tok Janggut, Mat Salleh in Sabah, Leftenan Adnan in defending this nation from the colonies.
The why i am somewhat lacklustre about National Day?
Difficult to say...but there are myriads of factors like err..err difficult to pinpoint laa
However, i havent to say that listening to Patriotic Song by Sudirman over and over again kinna get on my nerves. By putting flags on my car which gonna wither away in two weeks somehow not a good investment for me. Standing in Cinema when hearing the National Anthem also for me falls into a long list of stupid ideas.
Personally, the pride of the nation comes from the heart...it cannot and will not be force into an individuals. When the Japanese came and require our dad or grandad to bow to the sun and sing the Nippon...it doesnt work either. The British tries to institutionalise the British way of thinking, raising the Union Jack ..but it doesnt work either. Again...history has already shown that this National Pride cannot be force upon....it must come from within.
How many of us visit the Tugu Negara in the last 5 years?
The answer probably ...err i was there when i was a kid.
Or probably the answer will be " Melawat patung itu haram..so i tak pie laaa..." eventhough the same person will probably happy wearing a shirt that says " Mawi World!!!" ...idolization is also haram, you know!?
Though i hate to say this, look at the Americans and probably you will learn a thing ot two.
They love their country more than us eventhough our flag have 90% resemblenes.
They remember their struggle to create the USA compared to some teenagers in Bangsar happily dancing away to DJ Tiesto in Modesto or Zouk without the faintest idea on who Loke Yew, Tun Sambathan or Ahmad Bustamam was.
The Americans instill their national pride since kindergarden...they re-enact their forefathers struggle in school plays and poetry, they teach idioms about the fall of Troy and the breach of Great Wall of China because of treachery and egotism.
What do our school kids learn nowadays about our nation?
We learn abt the facts not the story of the person itself.
That is why we cannot relate to their struggle. That is why half of us will only be raised from their bed on the 31st August this year and years to come at 11 or even 2 o'clock in the afternoon. That is why some of us will only watch the National Day Parade in Putrajaya in its full session only when browsing thru channels at Astro.
National struggle and pride must start from kindergarden straight into university days.
The story of Leftenan Adnan, Tok Janggut, Raja Haji in Johor and the betrayal of Raja Abdullah in Perak must be told again and again in order to be ingrain in our future generation.
That is why i failed to understand the weekend before the National Day ...TV3 showed " Cinta Si Penngali Kubur" as a prime time showing on Saturday. Just imagine, nobody has yet to make a movie abt "Tunku Abdul Rahman" abt his fight for Merdeka. The worst thing that cross my mind was "Was it even worst to be colonise by a foreign power rather than be undermine and bluff by my own race?" At least, colonisation by a foreign power...i know my enemy clearly.
That for me just probably explain just why i failed to have the joy of Merdeka this year.
Call me unpatriotic or even a communist, i have again fail to live up to the National Day Celebration.
Last year my blog did say the same thing and i felt my opinion aren't swayed again this year.
It is just a holiday just like any other holiday we have in this country. With the exception of Hari Raya...31st August is just like another Bank Holiday or just a day break in a long week.
Why?
Do i not love Malaysia? Do i not cared for the nation and its fight? Do i forgot about the sacrifices of our national heroes??
Those who read my entries will testify that though my views are strong....i voiced it out becoz i love this country...probably more than some of the Minister entrusted to run this country.
I cared for the nation just like you, i cheered for our Malaysian Badminton Team, Nicol David, Esther Cheah being World Bowling Champion, Karamjit Singh-Asia Rally Champion etc.
I do remember the sacrifices Mat Kilau made, Tok Gajah, Tok Janggut, Mat Salleh in Sabah, Leftenan Adnan in defending this nation from the colonies.
The why i am somewhat lacklustre about National Day?
Difficult to say...but there are myriads of factors like err..err difficult to pinpoint laa
However, i havent to say that listening to Patriotic Song by Sudirman over and over again kinna get on my nerves. By putting flags on my car which gonna wither away in two weeks somehow not a good investment for me. Standing in Cinema when hearing the National Anthem also for me falls into a long list of stupid ideas.
Personally, the pride of the nation comes from the heart...it cannot and will not be force into an individuals. When the Japanese came and require our dad or grandad to bow to the sun and sing the Nippon...it doesnt work either. The British tries to institutionalise the British way of thinking, raising the Union Jack ..but it doesnt work either. Again...history has already shown that this National Pride cannot be force upon....it must come from within.
How many of us visit the Tugu Negara in the last 5 years?
The answer probably ...err i was there when i was a kid.
Or probably the answer will be " Melawat patung itu haram..so i tak pie laaa..." eventhough the same person will probably happy wearing a shirt that says " Mawi World!!!" ...idolization is also haram, you know!?
Though i hate to say this, look at the Americans and probably you will learn a thing ot two.
They love their country more than us eventhough our flag have 90% resemblenes.
They remember their struggle to create the USA compared to some teenagers in Bangsar happily dancing away to DJ Tiesto in Modesto or Zouk without the faintest idea on who Loke Yew, Tun Sambathan or Ahmad Bustamam was.
The Americans instill their national pride since kindergarden...they re-enact their forefathers struggle in school plays and poetry, they teach idioms about the fall of Troy and the breach of Great Wall of China because of treachery and egotism.
What do our school kids learn nowadays about our nation?
We learn abt the facts not the story of the person itself.
That is why we cannot relate to their struggle. That is why half of us will only be raised from their bed on the 31st August this year and years to come at 11 or even 2 o'clock in the afternoon. That is why some of us will only watch the National Day Parade in Putrajaya in its full session only when browsing thru channels at Astro.
National struggle and pride must start from kindergarden straight into university days.
The story of Leftenan Adnan, Tok Janggut, Raja Haji in Johor and the betrayal of Raja Abdullah in Perak must be told again and again in order to be ingrain in our future generation.
That is why i failed to understand the weekend before the National Day ...TV3 showed " Cinta Si Penngali Kubur" as a prime time showing on Saturday. Just imagine, nobody has yet to make a movie abt "Tunku Abdul Rahman" abt his fight for Merdeka. The worst thing that cross my mind was "Was it even worst to be colonise by a foreign power rather than be undermine and bluff by my own race?" At least, colonisation by a foreign power...i know my enemy clearly.
That for me just probably explain just why i failed to have the joy of Merdeka this year.
1 comment:
if you know the true meaning of it, that would be enuff. probably in the future you (or we) might take steps or actions to defend what we have now (the freedom), in vivid and daringly.
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