Thursday, April 12, 2012


Some ties might be stronger than you think sometimes.
I attended the Malaysian night last weekend, organized by the huge population of Malaysian students at one of the universities here. At the start, the national anthems of the USA were played, and people asked to join in.
It was the first time in perhaps 18 years that I actually sang the Negaraku (well, not counting those nights when I ran out of lullabies to sing to Alli to put her to sleep!).
And, in an unexpected moment of nostalgia and patriotism, I teared up.
I really did.
I guess some things will never change. I may be a permanent resident here now, and despite my disgust of the extent of corruption and racial politics being practised, I will always be Malaysian.
(also demonstrated by the amount of nasi impit and satay sauce I was inhaling at the dinner!)


Blogger iml said...

My sentiments are the same. I've been asked time and time again why I have yet to surrender the passport and convert. For whatever reason. I just can't pinpoint.

10:52 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I recently attended a similar event organized by one of the universities here. I had no problem singing Negaraku but was awkwardly stumped when they started singing the second song---- Jalur Gemilang! More upbeat than Negaraku but sadly, I couldn't relate to it :( Starting to wonder, what else have I missed out back home?

11:07 PM  
Blogger vagus said...

Yea, it's hard to cut ties, no matter how frustrated

9:39 AM  
Blogger taleanski said...

oh hey! glad to know you're still in touch with some form of malaysian roots! :)

2:41 AM  

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