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Friday, December 23, 2005

"The one with paying homage with your roots..."

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Every once in a while life flashes its little small gestures to remind us how mediocre we are; how we're just another piece of a bigger puzzle. Miniaturely small yet like parts of a clock vital still.

Each coming Friday prayer I usually go through the same practice - getting there just in time before Zuhur, and leaving just ample to escape the bottlenecks purging out of the mosque. However, little that I realize the whole scenario which takes place every week - miniscule to us homies, but significant as air for our visiting brothers. Be it Iranians, Zimbabweans, Pakistanis, or Europeans; Friday prayers weekly are the moments when they get to meet in groups - at least in this period of time the compounds of UPM would at least feel like home for a while; before reality checks in.

It's funny really; paying homage becomes as subjective as beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. Maybe because it rhymes synchronous tunes with the heart and soul, which makes it predominantly a question of thy perception. Which, in turn also obsoletes it to be complacent to those out of these emotional scopes, i.e Malaysians. And maybe that's also why we're becoming less and less patriotic now than we were when our forefathers were living off the tapiocas grown in their backyards. We just complacently take things we readily have for granted.

I guess what they feel every Friday would be nonetheless any different from what Afzal feels in UK. Kinda puts you in a complete sense of reassessing your position in life. How we fit in the puzzle. Hah.

I love my country. I love my Malaysia.

-JeP

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

hehe..yes spot on..love malaysia..love the kedai mamak..huhu -afzal-

PilotWhale said...

hehehe... leks aje la... nak buat camna... terlampau rajin belajar... kan suda pi duduk jauh2...

Pilot Whale said...

bah... update suda... knock urself out...

Pilot Whale said...

bah... update suda... knock urself out...