What is the colour of human blood? It's red.
That is a simple question with only one possible answer. Red. Methinks that this fact should already be the key to everyone accepting that we are all equal. No matter who you are, what colour your skin is, where you live, when you were born or how you think. No matter, either, if your blood group is A, B, AB or O.
The commonality is that when we bleed, our blood is red. You. Me. Them. This is what we should remember. Yet, this is a detail we overlook because it is covenient.
Yesterday, I went for the SABM "Believe Instead" Forum at the KL Selangor Chinese Assembly Hall. It turned out to be a "helluva" eye-opener for me.
I found all the speakers to be excellent. I'm not arrogant but I can be quite a wicked closet critic of people who, I think, talk without much conviction. Hence, today's speakers, with their individual and varied styles, satisfied all my expectations. Each one had a story to tell. Each one delivered their message in a simple and effortless way. I don't know about the others but I was enthralled and impressed by their commitment and dedication.
For me, it was a refresher course of what I have always believed. The Forum rekindles the flames of feeling 100% Malaysian. Why should I feel anything less than that? I am reminded that my fears are shared by others. I sit in a room filled with other Malaysians who are mostly strangers and I feel safe. It's a feeling that is my right. Why did I allow fear to slowly clutch my heart when I am among other Malaysians? I know why. I allowed the dogma, the stigma and the enigma of inequality to seep into my being.
Now I feel like I've been through a mind cleansing and I feel renewed, re-energised and ready. I can do something. I can make a difference.
I’m going to do it.
Malaysia is my home. I care. I want to make it better.
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9 comments:
well said, Estrelita. Its the same feeling when you use the national carrier, when you step on malaysian soil, when you are among friends.
and being away doesnt make one care one jot lesser.
I was there in spirit, sitting right next to you! Bravo, Lita... brilliantly expressed!
Kak Teh: Some catchy slogan that's been going around describes you. "You can take the girl out of Malaysia but you can't take Malaysia out of the girl!"
Being away makes one care much more, heh! :)
Antares, my dear! You wouldn't have known but the seat on my right was empty. Now if only I knew it was you there in spirit! Well, who would have known, huh?
Thank you, Sweetheart! And where's my xox?
xox
I hope you don't mind Estrelita but I reproduced your post in my blog.
http://romerz.blogspot.com/2010/01/malaysia-is-my-home-i-care-i-want-to.html
If it's not ok with you, please let me know and i will take it down accordingly.
By the way, great post!
A beautiful post, Lita. All you say is exactly how I feel - and you've said it so simply, I can actually hear your voice.
romerz, I was bowled over by your request. Needless to say, I am completely honoured.
Thanks for making my day! ;)
Patricia, You hear my voice because you've heard it. hahahaha
Thank you, my dear. It was just putting down in words, what was in my heart and mind.
Hugs!!!
I hope I am not too late to discover this blog.
My thanks to romerz for leading me here.
Too much of politics make us different. Make us forget about "blood is red" irrespective of whether you are white, brown, yellow, black.
SABM should be one of "free of politics, religion and race". Damn with politics, religion and race.
With SABM, no one can say we are not Malaysian.
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