Hands Intertwine
I miss the comfort of our hands held together,
strong, firm, united.
Because I believe open hands are nicer, much more gentle, inviting,
whereas yours can be daunting,
haunting the nightmares of chaos.
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Author Archives: road2unity
There’s the poor. Then there are bullies.
By Alena Abdul Aziz Henriksen Alena is a Malay expat wife in Bangkok with two precocious adopted kids, one obese cat and a love for sewing. I am happy that […]
“Mom, I can’t eat nasi lemak anymore. I’m Chinese. Wait, I’m English.”
Children are blind to racial differences and of that we can definitely learn from them. They treat each other equally without racial bias and they accept each other’s differences because they are just different, period. We could learn this from our children.
As farmers unity is our seed. As soldiers Jalur Gemilang takes our lead. As musicians peace is our treat. As teachers Rukun Negara is our first lesson indeed.
“We are children of a proud mother / Who were honoured to name her…”
A poem of love for the motherland.
The Fine Line Between Opinion and Judgement
“Anyone who doesn’t comply with society’s standards will be judged. Perhaps even shunned. It doesn’t matter that it’s nobody’s business; people still like to gossip and speculate. We really do run the risk of being a very judgmental society (if we aren’t already)….”
“Saya bersyukur kerana saya berada di dalam sebuah komuniti yang mengamalkan toleransi, hormat-menghormati dan saling membantu.”
“Hidup di alam universiti benar-benar membuka mata saya tentang semua perkara, termasuklah isu perbezaan kaum, budaya & agama….”
Sitting around a campfire, listening to ghost stories, singing songs and eating maggi-in-a-cup. Bliss.
By Noor Azah Azizi
A cuppa tastes better when shared
By Justine See Lee Pin
Together We Stand
By Noor Azah Azizi
Ibu Pertiwiku
“Indah langit kerana haus,
Indah bumi kerana kebebasan,
Indah bahasa kerana budi,
Indah bangsa kerana ibu pertiwi.”
