Keeping away the pesky birdsWhen I was in the UK, during the cold o winter, one thing always kept me going. The decorations at the shoppings malls and around town centre during Christmas. There will be carols, Santas and the Santarinas of course, store fronts with gorgeous decorations. There were also blockbuster movies being released. All the TV programs will have special airings during these festive times. To cap it all off, there was the Christmas sale from Boxing Day onwards.
BubuI guess I was hoping for something similar come the festivities. The main issue with Malaysia maybe there were just too many celebrations for the malls to really invest in and make an effort to decorate their lobbies. There will be the Chinese New Year, Hari Raya, Deepavali and of course Christmas at year end. Last Raya, KLCC won hands down with Dato’ Lat’s effort. Chinese New Year, I must say The Curve had a really superb decor. I think this Raya, 1Utama will definitely win. For God’s sake, they brought in a whole paddy field into the lobby, removing the tiles and all. That was what I called effort!
On Merdeka Day, I had the chance to give it a visit. I was impressed. And judging by the number of visitors, plenty of people did as well. The children are running around. Family busy posing at the huts and scarecrow. Eager dads explaining what was on show to their city-dwelling kids. Some of which may never have been to a real kampung, let alone getting their feet dirty in the muddy paddy fields. One Dad was explaining his young boy how to use the bubu to catch fish. So sweat!
The floor tilings were removed, and the base was lined up with some plastic material on which real paddy were planted on a bed of soil. Some of it were already sowed, while the rest was still green. There was also a scarecrow, replica houses and some other kampung tit bits. I managed to browse through the upcoming programs they have in the days leading up to Aidilfitri. There will be demonstrations by real farmers, and other craft making shows. The programs were mainly for kids, and it was pretty obvious that the kids were enjoying what on show. It was a shame that I couldn’t bring Idlan and Irfan. I didn’t think they would have enjoyed the traffic and the rush coming in. Parking was already a struggle at 10.30 am. Imagine arriving there in the afternoon ……
Jalur Gemilang
It was the National Day today. I remember back in 2003 upon my return from the UK after living there for 13 years. Then, all the cars have flags strapped on their sides. Most of the houses on my street have Jalur Gemilang - the National Flag as it was affectionately called - flying proudly at their gates. Even the motorcycles presented with accident risk with flag poles sticking out from the back of their seats. Put it mildly, the whole country went Jalur Gemilang crazy!
I was wondering back then, what the fuss was about? Maybe the economy was good. The peasants were happy. Business was good. I stuck the flag at the front gate and that was about it. I could appreciate the need to have flags coming out from my car. Fast forward 7 years, and things were rather different. There were only a couple of houses with Jalur Gemilang at the gates - anther one belong to a Chinese neighbour. When I went out yesterday with Puan Anita to a Bazaar Ramadhan, we did a quick count on how many cars have flags on them. Out of 43, only 3 had one. Less than 8%. Maybe everyone realised that celebrating the National Day meant more than just flag waving. Maybe the economy was not as rosy as it was. Maybe Ramadhan was taking its toll after all. I shudder to think that the current generation have far less appreciation of what Merdeka was …… That’s not a good sign …..