of a new era

the birth of a new era.

i do not post politics. it's just not me. when you believe both sides to be ugly, when you know politics to be but a facade for people with agendas, when even honourable men are powerless to make a difference and sometimes cross over to the dark side, you can only stand at the sidelines, watching quietly whilst the ugliness grow. but the events unfolding these few days are so significant that it will be a crime not to mention it, for posterity sake or simply as a record of the times, of my times.

the last few days have been filled with emotions ranging from one bipolar to the other. people are crying; crying with joy and hope, crying with sadness and hopelessness, crying with anger and resentment, crying with humiliation. is it a good thing? in the big picture of things, most would agree yes. is it too much? is it enough? we can only hope.

i asked a friend a while back, when, if ever, will we see the end of all this ugliness. is there a light in the distant future, will we go to the point of breaking and then reborn anew? or will we be condemned to lifelong darkness, like our neighbours? he didn't care, eventhough politics has been his passion. he has already found his way out. for those left behind, for those staying, for those who insist to be malaysian, this is a new beginnning. how will the wind blow? for some, this is troubled times. projects are stopped, billions of dollars at the risk of written off. for many, it's a time of hope. whilst some cry, some rejoice. i know of each side. so, i stand at the sidelines still.

at the very least, i found a wave of renewed enthusiasm in many people. people whom has been disillusioned and apathetic for a long time. people whom the country has forsaken. people who has long given up their right to vote and the pride of being malaysian. people who are looking on to see what the changes will bring, albeit with a little apprehension, a healthy dose of wariness and a lot of skeptism. i am one such person.