The following is by mokciknab:
#39: Bahasa Malaysia tidak lagi dianggap sebagai bahasa formal, tetapi digunakan sehari-hari dengan penuh bangga oleh setiap rakyat, kerana Bahasa Malaysia saat itu dirasakan lingua franca Bangsa Malaysia setulus-tulusnya. Bahasa Malaysia akan wujud dengan kosakata yang majmuk, mencerminkan jiwarasa Malaysia yang pelbagai budaya, ditutur dengan mudah, dan bergaul dengan slanga tanpa segan dengan peraturan-peraturan menara gading. Nah, ini lah Bahasa yang akan hidup dan mekar, bukan Bahasa yang jadi laungan sang politikus, bukan Bahasa yang gentar dengan kesejagatan dan peredaran masa.
“The Malay Language will cease to be a formal language, but used each day with relish by the rakyat, because The Language is felt to be the lingua franca of the The Malaysian Race in all honesty. The Malay Language will exist with an eclectic vocabulary reflecting Malaysia’s cultural diversity, spoken naturally without fearing retributions from ivory towers. Behold the Language that will live and bloom, not the Language of choice for the screaming politikus, not the Language that is intimidated by the universe and the movement of its time.”
It’s been a long week. It’s been a depressing one too. Had a few professional / carik makan issues to deal with, the details of which are too complicated and personal (read: boring) to divulge in at the moment. Suffice to say that the brain-numbing ritual that I call work will continue indefinitely.On a brighter note, Mikon’s visit to these humble pages has managed to cheer me up on two counts: I no longer have to speculate as to what really happened to SDN. Secondly, I feel honoured to have attained the interest and patronage of a fellow blogger whom I consider one of the funniest Malaysian around. This may sound like a shameless plug but I think there should be no shame involved in providing encouragement and praise to someone who deserves it.
Mokciknab is another funny blogger. Her blog is not political, not cynical, not desperate to please. She blogs about her life, her family and her longing for an absent husband. What may appear as narcissism to some quarters is to me unflinching honesty and brave acceptance of one’s life.
S is growing up right in front of my eyes. She’s quite a handful these days. Try and ask her if she’s a boy or girl and she’ll say with a slight frown and a grin: “Baaay”. It’s too early to tell if this is sexual ambiguity but the rest of the household considers this really funny. I am of the opinion that she’s not old enough to even be aware that the adults around her are categorized into male and female.
T (Shahkaratul Tarantula) is considering coming back to Kuantan. This, in any case, is good news. He’s been sending out resumes and is on the lookout for a job here. His engagement to H is fast approaching a December resolution and as far as i know, H has no problems regarding moving here. So, a pre-nuptial wish is appropriate for this couple. Happy engagement and may good things come your way. If things go as planned, I’ll see more of T and together we will wage our war against perpetual boredom.
Congratulations to proud new father, R. Another girl in the gang. Looks like we’re gonna be swamped with a little posse of nagging little riot-grrrlss. Not that that’s a bad thing.
Hi exoticasyibba. Come back soon. We miss you.