Nostalgic to some, yet a sense of backwardness to many. These kids, they enjoy themselves in the arsenic polluted Tasik Biru, Bau. They care not of such risk, they just want to dare to dive to challenge themselves. They have fun, and I just enjoy taking their photoes for others to share. In life, surely there is always the two side of a coin, the good, the ugly. But, doesn't matter what, its remain a coin, doesn't it? It has to be part of our blood. For those who never want to look back to the misery lanes of old days memories, they turned ignorant or worst, just want to wipe out everything in the course of modernity. Among the so called successful Malays, in particular how many really want to take the pain to bring betterment to their worst past. Most turned their back to their hopeless Kampung folks. Who care, enough is enough. In the past I was a bastard poor so now I have the opportunities to make my life so who care. That indeed what had happen to the trees along the Kuching Airport Road and many more to succumbed to such fate. I'm loosing those beuatiful landscape as I drove balik Kampung along the Jalan Tabuan. The hungry Capitalist stand steel rocking up to the sky. To them, those building are much better thsn the healthy air and serene societies! That was a mere small pieces of land by the roads' side, what about the larger land all over?
It took a courage and long view for one to put then to leave these trees to this days. They were the history of hard labour tin mining in Taiping, Perak in the 19th Centuries. It was hard slavery memories not only by the West, but among the Taikors whom in their place of origin were the bastard poor yet they have the heart to enslave their own countrymen on another planet. Indeed it touched me, drawing my memories to the Kuching Museum Garden, Reservoir Park, Pustaka Negeri Park which the giving of splendid green feeling is the last in everybody mind. Nobody ever thought of making these parks as family outing grounds. No complete and detail supporting facilities being planned worst ever put up for such purposes. Today management, in the first place, they enjoy the wild experience of the old days yet, when they are in authority, the shy from such experience rather innovate as gift for today kids. Today kids, the cooling colorful Malls are their gardens. They disconnect themselves to the Allah's World, thus their heart slowly hardening not to respect the Laws of Allah, but to submit totally to human greed the so called religion of modernity, the Democratic Capitalist. My earlier poem title: Siapa Menanam, Siapa Menuai is of the same meaning.
Yesterday, I passed by SMK Matang. I saw camps being set up along the school football field. I wonder, why, I wonder what? Today kids, by today adults, teachers indeed (I repeat teachers indeed!), they teach today kids to experience camping at the school's football field. What a joke, indeed. I believe one day they will also camp in the aircon Mall. This is a start of an artificial lives being doctrinated to our new generation, yet we said we are preparing them to face the furure much challenging lives, sincerely, genuinely, do we? Seeing this, make me cry real deep in my heart, once Taib Mahmud trusted me to develop Pasir Panjang for similar purpose, I did planned, even started and left my will to give this place as the gift to our young and families oriented society to have their place. I'm really sad, to see, how people care more of self interest rather the interest of the people. Pasir Panjang to me, is a chance for one to a build beautiful garden of his own in heaven but since people, especially some Muslim whom don't see such as such deed, so they "took it as who care". Thus, today mounting distress are all, but the cost of our personal greed, bakhil and not understanding Syahadah to its true sense.
Kuching, Sarawak
12 Oct., 2013
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