One Day At A Time...

Our trusted car broke down last week and had to spend a night at the workshop. That’s it no more Korean cars, said Amir. It has travelled as far as it could go and has served a wonderful time. I think it can go on for a year or two more, before we buy a new one.

I drove it back home from the workshop, after many months being the passenger. It felt good to do that, at least I know I still have the skill of driving dangerously, as dangerous as driving a cute little Atos can getla. Driving a manual car gives you a certain degree of authority, albeit a false one. So don’t fret when you see a woman or a man drives a small little kancil or kenari or even Atos like he/she is the only driver on the road, because now you understand his/her need to feel powerful.

Some people abuse the road to feel it, some abuse their woman or man or children and some abuse their positions. All that to satisfy what can’t be satisfied, the greed for power. We’re so caught up in this power play, in this ‘ketuanan Melayu, ketuanan rakyat’ thing, that we forget about one important thing, self-empowerment (driving like madmen and madwomen is not empowering at all).

We don’t empower ourselves dedicating our lives to destroying other people’s lives, it’s the total opposite of that. I know many of us are not so familiar with that practice because ‘tikam belakang’ is the only way they know to survive no thanks to the corruptors of power. Let’s do it one day at a time, let’s be a better person by extending a helping hand, one hand at a time. Shall we?