Integration...

This question keeps popping up over and over all the heluva time... I mean all the bloody time...The race thing lah, what else? Suddenly all being drummed up by our so-called goo-goo-gooked Government. They tell us to integrate when it actually means DON'T. They tell us to socialise, when it means stay-apart. They tell us BE Malaysian but they propagate their profound single-race parties. Why don't they tell us NOT to? Will that be too difficult to disseminate to the masses....

Let me take u down memory lane and part with you what integration meant to me. I had friends whom by thick or thin stood by bonded in all calamities. I had friends who went with names like Muthoo, Segar, Chong and Hisham, Damn! I even had friends with names rhyming sweet Lily, adorable Aminah and sometimes angel Kamala. No one told us to integrate or be 1Malaysia. We bonded, built and grew up with the same insinuations and jokes, laugh slenderly and poked fun at our musings, yet stayed true with ourselves and friendship.

WE NEVER TALKED ABOUT RACE. NEVER KNEW WHAT IT MEANT ANYWAY.

I belonged to a minuscule spat of generation that can make the present one look like dork. We became 'local' Graham Bells, Leonardos and Einsteins. Come to think of it...Hekk! We never had HPs and Internets then. NOT EVEN BLOGS. Adios.