my beautiful Malaysia

We are now at a very important stage. Who are the we here? We refer to the Malaysians. The hot current debate is the issue about the privileges that certain race gets which is institutionalised. For whatever reason, I feel that if the battle is lost, there is no more hope left. This is the moment. If you want to change, grab the chance and change. Or else I am afraid, this vicious cycle will be never ending.

It is crucial. When you feel the discussion is the most intense, that means the resolution is coming. I hope, pray and wish it is for the better. It is has been so long and she is not young anymore. Don't you see the sign, Malaysia is aging and weakening. If she does not change, I have no eye to see. =(

I hate the fact that Malaysia newspaper columnists prefer to showcase the successful ex-Malaysian abroad. I think it is rather shameful. They are successful after they leave the country. Just the recent Malaysian born, Penny  Wong who is now sworn in as Australian Minister holding the Finance Minister post. What will she be if she is now in Malaysia? Most likely an ordinary Malaysia, at best be the Tourism Minister.

You know why? She has no hope or nil chance in getting the Finance Minister post in Malaysia. Our political system is just plain wrong. Only certain people are able to attain the top position and that certain people are mostly males. You only see smart intellectual women in supporting role. What does it say? An ultra sexist and male chauvinist political system. Sad sad.... You are depriving yourself of the best half of the population from ruling the country. Come on, wake up! Realise that there is something wrong here.

Why do you need such a long wake up call? And the problem is: you are still dreaming, clinging on to the hope that never exist or you can argue, used to exist 50 years ago? I agree, we started strong but we ended up the weakest. The true awareness has to within. But nobody will blame you for being slow, however, everyone will blame you for noticing and yet, not taking any initiatives. I know the cultures exisitng in you is not easy, but sometimes, you got to do "WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO".

You watch the greatest transformation happening at other country, a black president for the first time. It symbolises hope for others. People are drawn there. Everyone wishes to have hope. A slight hope is better than no hope. I, once tell my friend. I want to be the future Finance Minister. My friend said, "Wake up, Chee Seng. You have no chance. Look at the current post. It has been so long since a Chinese takes that portfolio." It sends the impact like a 100 tonnes metal falling down on me. I really stand no chance. What about Gabenor Bank Negara, at least can chop money with my signature. Another denial from that friend. Why? Every Malaysian knows why. Because my name is unique and speaks volume about my chances.

I can understand why many Malaysians left the country while knowing in their hearts which place they belong to. Perhaps, they just want to cling to the tiny,frail hope that is offered by other nations.

I hope that one day, when any Malaysian children of tomorrow come running to me excitedly asking, " Can I be the Prime Minister?" I want to be able to say with confidence and poise that, "Just go for it."

That will suffice. If my battle for this answer is won, I think this is my greatest achievement in life. It is not an impossible answer. All it needs is a little change of mindset and be prepared to work your ass off for it.