it's funny how i only realised now how beautiful the malay language is.

after years of denying it, choosing instead to learn some other foreign language, i now want to immerse myself in the language that my parents have, for so long, wanted me to be fluent in. and this new-found respect i have for the malay language ironically surfaced when i was miles away from home, and miles away from any malay-speaking nation. hearing that familiar language, in a land where so few speak it, and have almost no need for it, made me realise how much i missed my mother tongue.

and so, after twelve years of being forced to learn a language i didn't think was that interesting, i now willingly pick up a malay book, and find it intriguing. the most purest form of malay is so poetic that it should be preserved.

and it took me to be an english major to realise the wonders of malay.

posted by ellie at 12/23/2007 01:28:00 pm

when weakness does not signify an underlying courage or a hidden and undiscovered strength, it is simply it, weakness, how do you rise from it? and when weakness weakens itself further through the barely bearable facades of unattested fortitude, or worse, none of such facades at all, but through itself, how can you rise above? and what if the realisation of this absolute lack of power stems from an event that requires the much needed bravery, but the vile feeling of cowardice spreads instead, how does one survive?

one just does. it is the nature of the, presumably not suicidal, human being.

posted by ellie at 12/18/2007 12:06:00 am