1 week since Malaysians created history – Confession time!
I almost didn’t vote in GE14. Knowing it was next to impossible to get my vote home in time with the short campaign period.
But, everything changed!
Thanx to this powerful ‘Memory on this day’ from my own timeline!
Here goes that eye-opening message, from 5 years ago – 1st May 2013 :
That brought tears to my eyes. Since then, everything changed! That was how I became a small part of the Amazing Race GE14 (that is a story for another time).
It was a tight slap to my current self from my younger self from 5 years ago! Older isn’t always wiser, mate.
To the friends who reached out to say my FB posts inspired them to ‘Balik Mengundi’, it is my younger self we should all thank.
I was one of those ‘adult-kid’ who was excited to register to vote, upon turning 21 year old!
Few years later, came GE 12!
GE12 : I was excited to exercise my rights as a maiden voter.
As an intern, who was yet to own a car those days, I took the first available bus home after the Saturday morning ward rounds. Returned to hometown to vote. A cup of tea later (at home sweet home), hopped onto the next bus back to my housemen-quarters. I was working the next day, a Sunday.
The 80km (x 2) journey felt totally worth it, knowing I exercised my constitutional rights. I slept well that night.
Not long after the fateful day where the opposition parties in Malaysia won a total of 5 states, the democratic voice of rakyat Perak were stolen. 😦 We became a laughing stock of the nation thanks to ‘jumping-frogs’! Money politics. Politics is shitty bussiness. Not just in movies, but in real life too. How could they undermine people’s say. I was beyond angry!
I lost faith in democracy in Malaysia.
Self declared to NEVER vote again! That was 2008…
Pre-GE13 : The post above from 5 years ago were my exact thoughts. Before leaving the country, decided to exercise my constitutional rights once again. This time I was working interstate, so took the weekend off. Eyes peeled to the television, watching the results.
Gerrymandering. Blackouts. Fraud happened at many levels!
Felt cheated to the core. Hope – dashed!
Then, there was Himpunan Blackout 505. A peaceful demonstration of rakyat Malaysia who were grieving the death of democracy in Malaysia. RIP Democracy became a common tagline.
I was a locum doctor at that time. So, wasn’t bothered about heeding the calls to public servants (commonly mislabeled as ‘government servants’) to stay away from the illegal rally.
It was a peaceful gathering. I had friends in the crowd, but there was no way we could find each other. At the end of it, as I was a dot in the seas of black-donning total strangers. Sharing umbrellas in the rain singing our hearts out – NEGARAKU, our national anthem. That, was the most patriotic I’ve ever felt, to that date.
Deep down I knew, someday, change will come to Malaysia! But not as long as there people lead the nation. Perhaps, not as long as I am alive 😦
That fateful day, I PROMISED myself to vote every single time henceforth.
Just because, I love Malaysia!!! ❤
Hopefully in person, due to the lack of trust in postal voting system. If that wasn’t possible, as a postal voter. I didn’t leave the country because I loved her any less, but (one of the main reasons) because I had given up on the politicians that were running the nation.
As Himpunan Merdeka Rakyat is ongoing in Malaysia now, to celebrate the Victory of Democracy, people power & the release of (with a full royal pardon) Anwar brahim who led the Reformasi movement.
The live feed is running in the background now – I have no words to describe the feeling 🙂 And there it goes again, NEGARAaaaaaKuuuu!! standing up
P.S: It feels sooooo good to speak in past tense about the government that used to run my country.