You know, there was this one article I wrote right after watching the Merdeka Parade on tele that morning and wanted to get it posted immediately. But I decided against the idea as it may (mis) lead people to think I’m against the present ‘gomen’.
Here's a glimpse. I actually took a potshot at someone high-up, which is very unlike the adorable Kerp that we all loved.
The thing is, not that I’m the coward blogger that one of the ministers were referring to some weeks back. Its purely my mom, the real deal governor, my government of the day. She was so against me writing anything political in the lights of cases involving Rocky, Jeff and most recently, RPK, for fear I may end up in Kamunting or something.
To her, being IT illiterate, blogging is all about politics and taking a swipe at politicians. Couldn’t blame her. I mean, who wouldn’t?
Yes, I mean, who wouldn’t want to take part at having a dig at them. buuuttttt, being a filial son that I have always been, I’ll play it safe and write on something boring instead.
But I can assure you it wont be as boring as a long, dull speech.
Moving along, the long-break Merdeka weekend was quite eventful for me even without having to join other wheelchair lads in Putrajaya witnessing the colourful fireworks display. Lets just say me and my girl had some fun too, without me revealing much about our little escapade of course. Hey, nothing hanky panky ever took place, so you can chuck it far, far away, whatever that little naughty thought you have out of your filthy mind.
One thing that I found harder to get it out of my head was this year’s merdeka theme song. The one that goes ‘Malaysiaku Gemilang…Merdekanya Terbilang’. Yea, that number. Lyrically though, I could only remember that part. Not bad I say. With the marching tune, it adds some of the catchy-ness to it. So kudos to whoever the composer is. Wah Idris, was it?
Still on the same note, nothing beats that song Setia, from cant remember which Merdeka year it was themed for but it was very ear-catching that even dumb students like me did not face much problem in memorizing the lyric back then. Singer Frencesca Peters had the honour to do the song officially. She was like the Siti Nurhaliza of the 80s, minus the Datuk, of course.
So anyway, the long weekend is over and everyone will have to get back to their boring life, busting their asses off. And to those participating in conferences here and there, my heart goes out to you,…
…another long speech to endure.