Similarities among Malaysians. Is there any?

Do not ask why but once, I searched on Google for similarities of races in Malaysia. Be it the customs, the practices or taboos, I kept on searching. But what did I found out? There were no similarities found but there were only differences. There are more differences among us all rather than similarities. So, is this one of the factor that makes us all Malaysians to not become one? Well, I don’t think so. Instead, the differences make this country colourful as long as everyone shows respect to one another. We don’t really have to know each other to respect but naturally by knowing others, we respect them for whom and what they are. (okay, I hope you understand this.). Other than three major races in here in Malaysia, Malay, Chinese and Indians, there are also people who are not from the three but they fall into the groups that we call ethnics. In a general official form, when they fill for the ‘Bangsa’ space, they tick on ‘lain-lain’ box. Technically, they are Malaysians too. And this adds up to more differences between us. (Oh, my.!). So, what are our similarities other than we are all Malaysians speaking the same language? We’re stepping on the same land? Sure, we are.

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The Flying Shoe

Have you ever experience kicking somebody’s shoe or slipper or flip flop or heel unintentionally? And it fly away further the more you kick it. Unintentionally. 30 per cent might be your fault for not looking when walking. Meanwhile, the rest of the percentage should be blamed on the shoe. Why is that? Because it is not on the rack, and it blocks your walking path. So, blame the shoe. Blame less on you, but more on the shoe. Thank you.

This is where your shoes should be. At least.

Pantai depan kampus

Januari 2014 di Kuala Terengganu. Angin monsun sejuk masih bertiup, kadang kadang kencang kadang-kadang berhembus lembut membuatkan jasad ini sayang meninggalkan tempat beradu bersama-sama bantal-bantal busuk dan selimut tebal yang hangat. Dan akhirnya, dengan semangat hujung minggu, pagi Sabtu, saya dan dua rakan mengayuh pedal basikal ke pantai. Nasib baik semester ni ada subjek Olahraga, berlari keliling padang sekali seminggu, tidaklah kepenatan sangat kaki kami mengayuh di atas jalan tar merentasi lampu isyarat dan jalan kampung menuju ke sana. Alah bisa tegal biasa. 

Hampir 8.00 pagi sudah agak lewat untuk lihat matahari terbit. Sampai di pantai, matahari sudah terbit namun haba dari cahaya matahari langsung tidak sempat langsung membuat kami berpeluh kerana angin sejuk asyik berhembus tanpa henti. Sejuknya seolah-olah kami sedang berdiri di sebelah pendingin hawa yang dilaraskan pada suhu paling rendah. Menggigil. Bagi menghilangkan rasa dingin, kami berjalan di sepanjang pantai dan percikan ombak asyik terkena muka. Sejuk. 

Letih berjalan, kami berdiri menghadap ombak dan melihat ombak semakin laju dan ganas menghempas pantai. Kesan tapak kaki yang tadinya dibentuk oleh tapak kasut sudah tiada. Hampir sejam berjalan, kami kembali mengayuh basikal dan pulang ke kampus.

Sarapan

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