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Below is appended a video clip of the Chinese Lunar New Year as celebrated in Indonesia. A reminder though, this clip is not for Indonesians of Chinese parentage but for the benefit of the dirty word "foreigners". Yes after two milleniums we are still foreigners not only in the eyes of our motherland (Indonesia) but also in the eyes of the country of our ancestors. Perhaps it is destiny that tags us as "foreigners", the largest and biggest diaspora in the world.
In hindsight if, here I emphasize the word "if", should our ancestors have had an inkling of what the progengy and posterity hold for the progeny and posterity, perhaps, perhaps they might have hijcaked the junks in which they came and hightailed it back to the Chinese Mainland. At least there the tormentors looked likes us but also spoke the same language. Just a wishful thought...
Last nite as I was surfing the net, I found to my shock and horror of the death of a classmate of mine way back in the seventies. The epitaph was simple and all it said was the date of death and his vocation. The site was put up by the specialists register of Malaysia whenever one of its members has returned to the stars. He was in his mid-fifties and he looked so healthy and sprite. Unfortunately the site did not mention the cause of death. I wanted to uncover more details about him but being from another country and wanting to dig up facts about someone who was from Malaysia would only be inviting bullets and a cold shoulder. For all the talk about getting along with one's neighbors are only talk, cheap talk for those who were gullible enough to believe and accept such rubbish.
I came to know my Lord and Creator when I was brought down to my knees literally not metaphorically. There was no one else left whom I could depend on anymore. And that is the most distinguishing factor about my Lord, and that is the distance between Him and myself was the distance between the floor and my knees.
All Glory Be To Him In The Highest, Forever and Ever.
Below is appended a video clip of the Chinese Lunar New Year as celebrated in Indonesia. A reminder though, this clip is not for Indonesians of Chinese parentage but for the benefit of the dirty word "foreigners". Yes after two milleniums we are still foreigners not only in the eyes of our motherland (Indonesia) but also in the eyes of the country of our ancestors. Perhaps it is destiny that tags us as "foreigners", the largest and biggest diaspora in the world.
In hindsight if, here I emphasize the word "if", should our ancestors have had an inkling of what the progengy and posterity hold for the progeny and posterity, perhaps, perhaps they might have hijcaked the junks in which they came and hightailed it back to the Chinese Mainland. At least there the tormentors looked likes us but also spoke the same language. Just a wishful thought...
Last nite as I was surfing the net, I found to my shock and horror of the death of a classmate of mine way back in the seventies. The epitaph was simple and all it said was the date of death and his vocation. The site was put up by the specialists register of Malaysia whenever one of its members has returned to the stars. He was in his mid-fifties and he looked so healthy and sprite. Unfortunately the site did not mention the cause of death. I wanted to uncover more details about him but being from another country and wanting to dig up facts about someone who was from Malaysia would only be inviting bullets and a cold shoulder. For all the talk about getting along with one's neighbors are only talk, cheap talk for those who were gullible enough to believe and accept such rubbish.
I came to know my Lord and Creator when I was brought down to my knees literally not metaphorically. There was no one else left whom I could depend on anymore. And that is the most distinguishing factor about my Lord, and that is the distance between Him and myself was the distance between the floor and my knees.
All Glory Be To Him In The Highest, Forever and Ever.
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