My sister in law gave birth to a healthy baby boy just a day before Malaysia celebrate our 49th Merdeka independence day.

The welcoming of a new life in our big family has left me pondering lots of things.. to be a better man, to be a great uncle that my nephews and niece can take as a role model.

Odd enough, the birth of my new nephew makes me wonder about what Merdeka means to me, something that I’d never seriously thought about.

Malaysia achieved independence 2 decades before I was borned. Most of my generation read from text book how the Malaysians united to negotiate for our independence from the British colonial, but seriously not many of us had the blood rushing emotion while reading that part of our history. We kinda take independence for granted don’t we?

There’s not much stories that I’d heard from my late grandmother about Merdeka.. she’s probably in her farm feeding pigs on the day Tunku Abdul Rahman declared Merdeka. Mind that TV was not easily available back then, my grandmother probably only seen the Merdeka footage for the first time after 20 years of indepence.

The stories that I’d heard most from my grandma was about the World War 2, and the curfew during some rough times. Life must had been really tough back then, but she survived, just like many other Malaysians.

The ‘now’ generations seems luckier in many ways, I can remembered one of the wishes of my late father was to buy a cellphone, which was kinda like a luxury back then.. nowadays everyone is carrying one.

My mum still sometimes mourn about how regret she is that my father passed away at the moment when he could start to enjoy some pretty good life, after working hard for years to raise us.

Generation after generations, people work hard for the betterment of the next generation. My parents worked hard for the better living of me and my siblings, we work hard to give our next generation a better living.

Same principle applies when comes to a national perspective. Our past generation fought to achieve independence and built Malaysia to where it is now, and we are still continuing to make Malaysia a better place.

Malaysia is not perfect, I am not perfect.. but I am working on to make myself a better man, to give my niece and nephews a better life; and to make Malaysia a better country, and to make the world a better place.

Welcome to the world my dear nephew, Happy Merdeka Malaysia, and let’s hope for a bright future ahead of us and our next generation.



5 Responses to “Celebrating life and Merdeka”

  1. kenshin Says:
    August 31st, 2006 at 10:08 am

    congrats on being uncle again! happy merdeka! welcome to the world baby boy!

  2. Joshy Says:
    August 31st, 2006 at 5:14 pm

    congrats Jee :) hope to be able to see pics of your nephew online.

    Haha this year has been the year that i became uncle for the first time,albeit from my cousins sides..so i can feel how you feel too :)

  3. Jee Says:
    August 31st, 2006 at 8:47 pm

    Thanks ken and Joshy.

  4. Info Tech & Me Says:
    September 1st, 2006 at 5:15 pm

    Selamat Hari Merdeka!…

    Merdeka! Merdeka! Merdeka!

    Selamat menyambut hari kemerdekaan kepada semua rakyat Malaysia dan kengkawan blog! Alhamdulillah kita dapat menyambutnya buat kali ke 49… renungkanlah dan ambil iktibar pada sejarah kemerdekaan dan susah payah nenek m…

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