Finally, my brilliant writing skills have paid off, when I entered the slogan contest in the Queen's blog, awhile back. Of course, I also entered a similar competition in the other Queen's blog, but didn't even get a sniff at the prize.
Today, JUST IN TIME FOR ME TO COOK MY REUNION DINNER, via that wonderful Fed Ex, I received my prize.
And as we approach yet the turn of another Lunar Year, a time for reflection, and making of New Year resolutions, afterall, we are chinks, so we follow the Lunar Year, and not that Auld Lang Syne singing at the stroke of midnight, I can only feel an inordinate sense of gratitude that I am not from China.
As in, I myself am not from China, because my ancestors, hundreds of years ago, had the good sense to become "Pendatangs" in this wonderful Tanah Pusaka. Let the bones be white, but eyes cannot white. Why am I grateful I am not from China? Look at the chaos!
I am sure if I was living in China, I'd ahem, be working in the big cities, like Beijing or Shanghai, afterall, I am a city boy, and one can't expect me to be holed up in my little ancestral village in Hainan Dou. Heck, I could be that guy in the queue, waiting for my train, and ferry (Hainan is an island) to balik kampung.
Instead, here I am, in Bangsar, the nearest Village being the shopping mall 100m away, and about to go home without having to queue in long queues. Lihatlah dunia!!!!
Thank you my beloved country. (Malaysia laaahhhhh).
And wishing everyone a happy chinese lunar new year, regardless of whether you celebrate or not. Oh, and as for angpows, if you are my friend or acquaintance, and fulfill these THREE criteria, do drop by and collect yours. The criteria are:
GONG XI FA CAI