I received a letter written by Admad Shauki through WhatsApp group. Here is what he wrote:
WHAT DO MALAYS THINK ABOUT THEIR PRIVILEGES OVER OTHER MALAYSIANS IN MALAYSIA?
by Ahmad Shauki
"I am a Malay and a Muslim. My father was Malay. His fore parents were Malays. My mother was a Malay and her fore parents were Malays. I was born in January 1955 in a village in rural Kedah. The only economic activity within the village was related to farming and rubber-tapping. I began schooling when I was 7 in 1962. At that time there were 4 mediums of teaching in Malaya - Malay, English, Chinese or Tamil. In my hometown, there were Malay Primary Schools and Chinese Primary Schools. There was no Tamil Primary School in my hometown Yan Kedah. At that time there was no Secondary School in Yan Kedah. We went to a Primary School for 6 years. After Primary 6 we would enter Secondary 1 for 5 years. At the end of Form 5 we would sit for Senior Cambridge exams. Upon passing the Exams we would enter Form 6 for 2 years. We would sit for the Higher School Certificate Exam, something equivalent to the British A-Level. Passing the Higher School Certificate we would be able to enter the one and only university around, the University of Malaya in Kuala Lumpur. At this University at that time the only medium of instruction was English. I can proudly tell everyone at that time our Standards of Education was truly very high. At that time almost everyone who sat for the Senior Cambridge Exams were fluent in English. When I was growing up we (the Malays) never considered ourselves ‘Bumiputra’ and we never considered the others (Chinese or Indians) as Non-Bumiputraa. At that time we considered everyone human beings. We were equals! My family was poor. Our house was next to a thick tropical jungle at the foothills of Gunung Jerai, which was known as Kedah Peak. Our neighbour was a Chinese family. My parents were rubber-tappers and our neighbours Ah Theik and his wife and children were farmers. They grew vegetables and sold their produce to vegetable-sellers in the small town. Ah Theik had a son, Ah Seng. He was a year older than I was. Everyday we walked about 1.5 km to town, our Primary Schools were adjacent to each other. At that time everyone walked. A bicycle was a luxury. A motorbike was a trophy. A car was more than a luxury. There were no Indians in Yan (my hometown) because there were no rubber estates. There were not so many Chinese in Yan because there was no tin mine in Yan. There were no ‘True Malays' in Yan or the whole country at the time when I was a small boy. I never knew I was a ‘Bumiputra' at that time. My father's family was immigrants from Thailand. His foreparents were immigrants from Yemen. My mother’s family were immigrants from Aceh, Indonesia. We (Malaysians) are all immigrants. Dr Mahathir who is the ‘Mostest Purest Malay Racist’ is an Indian-Muslim. His father was an immigrant from Kerala, India. Most Chinese in Malaysia have their parents who were immigrants from China. Majority of the Chinese in Melaka were immigrants from China. Their foreparents migrated to Melaka even before Mahathir’s great-greater-greatest- greatest plus grandparents were born in Kerala. Mahathir was born in Kedah, his father was an Indian immigrant and he is the ‘Mostest Purest Ultra’est’ Malay but a Chinese from Melaka whose first foreparents were born in Melaka before 1511 AD (the Portuguese attacked and conquered Melaka in 1511) are not Bumiputra ? Why ? Vernacular Colonisation. Malaysians were divided into ‘Bumiputra' and ‘Non-Bumiptra’ in order for Malaysia to be recolonise by a tiny group of mentally retarded inbred ‘Bumiputra'’ to colonise Malaysia. For me Malaysia would be the Richest Country in this World without the New Economic Policy. UiTM should be opened to all Malaysians. Beginning 1980 when Ka-Tun Mahashit was elected the Prime Minister of Malaysia the NEW ECONOMIC POLICY WAS USED TO LEGALISE CORRUPTIONS AND ROBBERIES OF NATIONAL ASSETS. CONSTRUCTION WORKS WERE AWARDED TO MALAY MILLIONAIRES AT GROSSLY INSULTING PRICES IN THE NAME OF ‘NEW ECONOMIC POLICY’ In 1970 the NEW ECONOMIC POLICY was formulated to ‘distribute the Wealth of our Country more evenly and to abolish extreme poverty within THE BUMIPUTRA GROUP. AWARDING GOVERNMENT CONTRACTS AT SKYROCKETTED PRICES TO MALAY MULTI-MILLIONAIRES DO NOTHING TO THE POOR MALAYS.
UMNO TALK ABOUT ‘BUMIPUTRA’ THE SENOI, JAKUNS, AND ALL THE ORANG ASLI ARE BUMIPUTRAS. HAVE THESE GROUPS OF MALAYSIANS BEEN GIVEN ANYTHING ? WHAT I KNOW IS - ‘RICH MULTI-MILLIONAIRES FROM UMNO WERE GIVEN LICENCES TO CUT LOGS IN THE FORESTS AND AS USUAL THE RICH UMNO MULTI-MILLIONAIRES SOLD HIS LICENCES TO SOME RICHER/POORER CHINESE LOGGERS. THE NEW ECONOMIC POLICY WAS USED BY CORRUPTED GREEDY UMNO POLITICIANS TO ROB THIS COUNTRY LEGALLY. UITM WAS USED TO BREED MEDIOCRITY AND PUNISH EXCELLENCE.
The downfall of this beautiful country is by Malays' themselves".
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Remembering a Time When We Were Simply Malaysians
by J. B. Lim
I write this as a personal reflection shaped by memory rather than ideology. Having read the views expressed by Ahmad Shauki, I find many of his observations are the same as mine with my own lived experience growing up in Malaysia during the 1950s and 1960s.
I was born and raised in Batu Pahat, Johor, and attended High School Batu Pahat before continuing my studies in Singapore for my A-Levels, and later in India and England for university. During my secondary school years, English was the medium of instruction, as it was in many institutions at the time. Yet beyond language, what stood out most was the spirit in which students related to one another. The only language we used irrespective of our races was English - the universal language of education and media of instruction that also united us.
In school, my Malay, Chinese, and Indian classmates did not see themselves primarily through racial or religious identities. We regarded one another simply as classmates and friends, - as Malaysians. Our Malay classmates were Ahmad, Abu Bakar or Ali, our Chinese friends were Ah Seng, Ah Bah and Ah Leng, and our Indian classmates were usually Muttu, Doraisamy or Arumugam. Differences in background were acknowledged naturally, but they did not define relationships or limit friendships. There was no sense of separation or hierarchy, only a shared sense of belonging.
Our lives were richly intertwined. We studied, played, and celebrated together. Festive seasons like Hari Raya, Chinese New Year, Deepavali, and Christmas were occasions for visiting one another’s homes in mixed groups, sharing food, conversation, and laughter. During each other festivals we would dressed in new clothes and came in mixed groups of all races - Malays, Chinese and Indians to visit each of our classmate homes where we would eat and drink freely with joy with happiness and laughter. Sensitivities were respected instinctively, but there was no anxiety or awkwardness. These gatherings were expressions of genuine friendship rather than deliberate acts of “inter-racial harmony”.
School sports days reflected the same spirit. Loyalty was directed towards house colours — Raffles (red), Ibrahim (brown), Abu Bakar (green), Gallimard (blue), and Monteiro (yellow) — not ethnicity. We cheered one another on irrespective of race enthusiastically, valuing effort, teamwork, and sportsmanship above all else.
Outside school, life was equally communal. In those days, Johor observed Fridays and Saturdays as weekends, with schooling on Sundays. On free days, groups of friends — Malays, Chinese, and Indians would cycle together to Minyak Beku 6 miles away by the sea. We swam, shared simple meals such as nasi lemak that was only 10 cents per packet and F&N soft drinks, and returned home cycling together in groups, tired but happy. These were uncomplicated joys, rooted in friendship and mutual trust.
As the years passed, Malaysian society evolved, shaped by complex historical, political, and social forces. Gradually, race and religion became more visible markers in public life, and some of the easy social mixing that once felt natural became less common. Places that were once shared by all communities began to reflect more segmented patterns of interaction.
Even so, personal relationships often continued to transcend these broader changes. Over the decades, I have shared meals and celebrations with friends of different races and reglious backgrounds, always marked by respect and goodwill. These moments affirmed my belief that at the personal level, Malaysians remain capable of deep mutual understanding when guided by friendship rather than fear.
This reflection is not written in criticism, nor as a longing for the past at the expense of the present. Rather, it is a quiet remembrance of a time when unity was lived rather than discussed, and trust was assumed rather than negotiated. If there is a lesson to be drawn, it may simply be this: the bonds that once connected us were formed through daily human interaction — through shared experiences, kindness, and respect.
Such bonds are not relics of history. They are values that can still be nurtured, patiently and sincerely, for the generations to come.