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Salam all,

2020 comes with challenges.

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The Coronavirus, CoVid-19 has invaded the world, invaded the media and news. Not enough with that, Malaysian was shocked with the current political turmoil. A situation that has never occurred before.

Busy with classes, I was behind with the news. It was after finished preparing dinner that night when my daughter was talking something weird about the resignation of the Prime Minister, Tun Dr Mahathir. I thought it was just some rumours, as nowadays, rumours are so blatant. But it was all true.

The night before, there was already news that something BIG is going to happen in the cabinet line-up. But what had happen is not just BIG but TREMENDOUS.




We are lucky enough to have a brilliant Yang Di Pertuan Agung, who did not easily accept all matters. YDPA brilliantly take actions with the powers that he had. And now the rakyat is counting on you Your Highness. We already feel betrayed by the situation. Many had already casted our vote and make decision. And now OUR decision is manipulated by what they called by PAKATAN, IKATAN or whatever names they called it. This is not about political party but this is about the people and the country. When you were nominated to serve, is it the party you serve or the people? You are suppose to serve the people who elected you, not the party.

Many are saddened by what had happened. But Malaysian are to be applauded. With whatever is happening at the highest office, things go on as usual. Work was done as usual. We do not walk down in the streets to protest. We still have faith in stability. But in the next days ...... nobody can tell what would happen.

As a muslim, the only hope we have is our ties with Allah. Let's Allah guide into a decision. May whatever conspiracy that they made, Allah is the best planner. May Allah protect us all, protect Malaysia. We want to live in harmony and peace. We want to be able to practice the religion. We want a country with no corruption and economic stability. O Allah, please protect us all. Aameen.

~ a frustrated citizen


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