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My Grandmother remembered a time when her radio blared the celebration of our first independence half a century ago…Today, Independence seems like a distant promise, as distant as the country I am in now…

The soil that I was born is an extraodinary land, with so much which goes unknown to the common man’s eye. It is indeed strange that when your away from Her, you realize you love her so dearly. My Malaysia, My Kuala Lumpur…how dearly I miss you

People think Malaysia is just another country, Kuala Lumpur is just another chaotic state. But wait ! Have you ever taken the chance to stop by the train tracks at Setia Jaya or take a walk along the Tengku Kelana roads when the evening sun begins to set. Perhaps you havent been drunk in a park with a few friends, or spent the night in a bungalow deep in the jungles, played in waterfalls, smoked at Genting Highlands, screamed at a bunch of girls for not getting dressed earlier, getting drenched in a midnight storm, falling asleep with 5 people in a cramp room, experiencing the supernatural element in a car, eating nasi lemak at midnight, getting caught in a brothel, falling asleep at a bus stop, making love on a muddy grass field, falling asleep nestled inbetween your lover’s hand and waking up to the smell of Nasi Lemak, the list goes on. Seems like something normal doesnt it. No it isnt. Everyone told me, Australia is heaven on earth…Melbourne is one of the most beautiful and liviable cities in the WORLD! WAH WAH WAH! It isnt. Living situations are much more tolerable here. Period…

What is missing? Life…is missing. My dear Malaysia, years of supression has made you into a mutated country but do not think twice that you have changed. There is still many people who exist to create the underground Malaysian dream. The dream of a Malaysian rebel. People who exist to create the best of you. It is true that when I am faraway from you, that I miss you dearly and wish to fight for your freedom and make you whole again. My dear Malaysia, you have taught me to grow up and be who I am today. You have nurtured generations before and to come. Destructive by nature and yet you bring together nations, race, religion…you embrace it,indeed I cannot be shy nor can I keep my silence within but rather I scream to bringforth your 50th birthday…MERDEKA !…MERDEKA !…MERDEKA !