of Racism

POST NI ADA 28 GAMBAR. JANGAN LOAD KALAU GUNA DATA PLAN. JANGAN KATA AKAK TAK PAYUNG

I was about to write this on my facebook page, but didnt have much guts to. Hence my blogpost today.

I was born as Kelantanese, and always a Kelantanese.

During my primary school years, I have this one chinese friend, named Khor Siew Yee. She has a big burnt-scar on her face and hand, and we, the Malay treat her badly. Some of us didnt want to hold her hand or touch any part of her skin. One because of her hideous scar, another one, simply because she is a Chinese - makan babi, tangan tak bersih. Because of my late mind maturity, I dont have any friends in school, so I do understand the loneliness. I remember I did try to befriend her, but we did not clicked together. Partly may because of my childishness, another part may come from her.

I went to Islamic school for my secondary. Got no Chinese friend there. Moved to another Islamic school. Later to another Islamic University. (Met a very nice Indian Muslim girl, and we become best friend till today. Made me understand the hardship of other non-Bumi, how bad the meritocracy system and many more. Made me becoming more Malaysia). Hence, I did not interact with any other races, half of my life. While my lil sister, she went to another university and got closed to this one Chinese guy, whom I envied for their friendship.

I was born as Kelantanese. Which meant almost 99% of my neighbour is also Malay, and we always being said to be very jumud, asobiah and anything matched to close minded ( I beg to differ on this statement. Racism, jumud and many more should not entitled to Kelantan only.)

When I entered my current Institute, I met with nice and warm Chinese friends. But they are really Kiasu, and harsh and rough. I did think they as, The Kiasu Chinese.

Why they cant accept other people achievement that is higher then them. Why? Why cant they accept that, there are malays who is brilliant and not lazy and intelligent as they? Why?

What are we, the Malays? Ingat aku ni goyang goyang kaki masuk unibersiti? Heh. Aku baca buku jugak tau.

A VERY racist statement. Kan?

Hahahahaha.

I have a friend, who always make a racist remarks.

"Dia okey tak?"

"Dia Cina weh"

 

I wont say that I am not racist, heck with the racist statement I just made. hahahaha. But I think I am quite fine.

I befriend with the cute Chinese lab mate. Even she still being Kiasu. And talking in Mandarin whenever there are another Chinese in the lab. And talk in a harsh way towards us. I always, "apasal dia cakap dengan aku nak kasar kasar macam tu? Aku cakap elok elok kut"

I just that we are different, and we have to understand that.

We Chinese, Malay or Indian, are different albeit the Satu Malaysia we loud.

As for my Chinese friend, Kiasu is them. That is their culture. Like people keep saying Asian Parents, that is them. It is nothing to do with they have to top the Malay. And also, their belief ( from what I understand) is to work hard, to gain hard. Hence, they need to work really hard, so that they can get what they want. And if they work that hard, why cant they get the best? As in What you give, you get back.

We the Muslim, we do believe in Tawakkal. We did our best, but we need to leave the rest to ALLAH. Yes, we did our best, but that does not guarantee best outcomeis on queue. We also hold to, rezeki does not means all good things we received. A 20 out of 100 is also rezeki. just 50 cent is also a rezeki. A rezeki, simply said, is something that bring good to you. Rezeki yang Berkat. Holding to 1 million ringgit cash money, but bringing you harm, is not a good Rezeki.

Is not it?

 See the differences.

I am not gonna talk about the bumiputera quota or what so ever, or other racist point and those circulating issue in our country now. What I wanna point that, we need to aware of our differences, for us to accept one another.

When my siblings and I went to Hong Kong, I still remember my sister status (whom stayed there 3 months for her intern-ship)

They probably still in flight, flying back home. Thank you for visiting. (not even) 5 days are definitely too short.

p/s: sedak sero buleh kecek klate nga sep sep kito.

The desire to talk in your mother tongue, is in everyone. They are mandarin-speaking Chinese, meet with another speak-mandarin Chinese, why cant they talk in Mandarin, when they are together. 

You are Malay, met with another Malay, why you don't want to talk in Malay, a language that you more comfortable with? Then come, what, Malay is our National Language. Why they cant talk in Malay when they are Malaysian? Kita takpe lah tak boleh cakap Bahasa Mandarin, sebab Bahasa Mandarin bukan Bahasa Rasmi kita.

Seeeee. Tang kita, 'tak apa'. Tang dia orang tak nak faham. Heck. 

Lagi satu masalah bila berada di kelompok Chinese, yang convey dalam Bahasa Mandarin, mula lah muncul fikiran fikiran su'u dzan. "Dia ni mesti dok mengata aku. Ceitt"

There was once, these two chinese guy, who are doing works on protein purification, suddenly talking about 'Transcriptome', RNA Extraction', and what so ever. In.Front.Of.ME. 

Mestilah I terasa.

Memang hati dok mengutuk. Dia orang ni sure dok mengumpat aku. Nak kata aku malas, tak buat pape lah tu. Sure dok mengumpat pasal progress dan projek aku ni.

Do I know what they really said? -No I dont.

Kalau dia orang nak cakap progress aku slow, layak ke mereka? -Kalau nak dibandingkan dengan progress mereka, memanglah progress aku macam siput. 

So?

Rasa Intimidated? Nak marah?

Tahu ke diaorang cakap pasal apa? Tak Kan? Kalau tahu lagi bawa sakit hati ke ketenangan? 

Sakit Hati kan?

What you dont know wont kill you. Let them pass. Rasa Intimidated sebab kita tak buat sehabis baik yang mungkin. Kalau rasa intimidated macam tu, buat elok elok, biar mereka pun respect pada kita. Action speaks louder.

Settle kan?

And the last point is:

Sesetengah dari mereka bercakap Bahasa Melayu, dengan direct translation dari Bahasa Mandarin. Ada perkataan yang kita rasa dia kasar, tapi kita kena faham, dia translate perkataan tu dari Mandarin. Macam kita yang tergagap gagap cakap dalam Bahasa Inggeris. Kalau borrow and Lend tu, kita hentam 'pinjam' je kan? Memang lah tak lah bunyi kasar kalau ditranslate, tapi maksudnya dah bertukar. Sama lah dengan kawan Chinese kita yang cakap Bahasa Melayu dari Bahasa Mandarin.

Lagi satu, Bahasa Mandarin ni, dia punya punctuation penting. Jadi bila mereka nak 'tak-kik' kan apa apa, dia punya nada terus lain. Naik tinggi ke, nyaring ke. Bukannya dia cakap kasar dengan kita.

Kita kena faham, kita dan mereka berbeza. Kita tak boleh nak anggap mereka patut sama dengan kita, jadi bila mereka berbeza, kita gelarkan merekan macam macam.

We just need to accept that and live happily together.

Senang kan?

Tak payah nak racist mengutuk memanjang. Kita kutuk dia takpe, dia balas balik marah.

Adoilah.

Thats all. Enjoy your Takuya moments. weeeee~

 

 

 

Beautifully said.