Set Mahal = Expensive set
Wonder if the sign is intended to impress customers or intimidate them. Is RM30 expensive? You tell me.
The word antarabangsa reminds me of this area in the Souther most portion of the Philippines called Bangsamoro, a name derived from both Malay and Spanish.
And while we do have a lot of Spanish words in our vocabulary, Filipino is a lot more similar to Malay. A third of the verbs and nouns in our language was derived from it.
(Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, 2010)
The fact is, various languages borrowed words from each other over the years to fill in the gaps in their respective vocabularies. It should be seen as something beautiful and enriching, but some ignoramus like to glorify ‘their’ language over others. Our crudely segmented schools are not the result of any one party’s mindset in particular. All share the responsibility of uniting young Malaysians with a common language rather than separating them. Should that language be Malay? English? Manglish? I’m no expert, but leaders who think ahead should figure that out based on logical, systematic guidelines rather than on racial sentiments.
Unfortunately, what we have today are defensive ‘ultra’ Malays who insist English is a colonist’s language. We have paranoid Chinese who fear the teaching of Bahasa Melayu will brainwash their children to forget their Chinese roots and (ancestral spirits forbid) convert to Islam. We have snobbish Indians who steadfastly believe English is the way to comfort and success in life.
We could use a little lesson from our brothers and sisters in East Malaysia, who, amidst an even larger collection of dialects and languages, eagerly embrace and learn different communication nuances from one another.
Anyone who read Harry Potter would see the similarities between a fictitious, crumbling world of lineage-based discrimination and our beloved country, Malaysia. Privileged assholes who are of ‘pure blood’ trying to keep out the ‘mud blood’ who:
1. have been around for generations
2. have actually married into the so-called ‘pure blood’ families, preventing these supreme bastards’ blood from dying out
3. are equally,if not more deserving of being accepted as part of the magical community for their various contributions
Clearly, UMNO really stands for U-Must-Know-Who! *gasp*
Am I the only one getting fed up of the various arbitrary permutations of Prime Minister Najib’s hypocritical slogan?
Every now and then, the gomen makes a half-hearted attempt to enforce the use of taxi metres (or cabs, if you’re American/Canadian/Hollywood-influenced). Taxi drivers in KL city are notorious for ripping off
tourists whoever whenever they can, although this is probably a problem that happens in cities everywhere. Even when the taxi carries a sticker like the one above, you’d better check with the driver if it’s just for show. It’s illegal not to, you say?
Btw, selamat datang to all new followers! I’ve been travelling up and down Batu Gajah (a small town in the state of Perak) to see this tabib Cina (or Chinese sinseh, to those not familiar with the Malay language) for a case of badly sprained ankle.
If you have a photo of Kuala Lumpur you’d like to submit, or a photo taken in Kuala Lumpur (yes macha, there’s a difference), please feel free to send them in, along with whatever story that comes along with it. Let’s put pieces of our beloved polluted city together. ;)