Selamat Hari Malaysia.
I was thinking about what to write today.
Usually, being the dan lain-lain1 that I am, the knee-jerk reflex is some pretentious musing on what it means to be Malaysian or that displaced, awkward, weird struggle of finding oneself in this country.
Or to vent about the haze while inhaling steroid-filled vapour through a nebuliser.
Corruption, haze, remind me of the allure of Indonesia again?
And why Asean is a five-letter word business and political personalities reach for when they’re irrelevant.
I’ll leave those for another day.
Today’s newsletter is a short one, so let’s get to it.
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After 63 years, what can we say about Malaysia that matters to this newsletter?
I was thinking of second chances, hope, something along those lines. And then it hit me.