Not the first time but the paddlepop sunset today never fail to mesmerise me with its art. Orange meets lavender. It makes me wonder why tend to appreciate splashes of colours being put together on a canvas more than just a dash of solid colour. Art is testament to the notion of the sum being greater than the parts in isolation. And this is nature's way of reminding how its course is naturally to not only co exist but to mingle and intersect. And that all of creation within this universe in its entirety is made up of interwoven fabric. From the vibration of the minute molecules to human interactions of all kinds- man with the environment, with nature, with animals and plants, within urban landscapes. Of all the knowldge in the world that has been passed down and shared. Of ideas coming together waiting to be materialised and realised in concrete terms. To be in isolation is to just exist. But to thrive requires work in building a right mix - to have a deeper level of assimilation, acceptance and understanding. So as to synergise, to harmonise and to create art in face of diversity.
This is difficult to write, but it's definitely an important one amidst all the conversations we've been having lately. Growing up being brown/Malay wasn't easy, especially when it became ingrained in me that having a darker skin tone by default, is less desired than fairer skin tones. In childhood, I couldn't recall having to endure comments about my skin colour. Thankfully amongst children, these values ascribed to lightness and darkness didn't yet come to the fore. This consciousness became more obvious since secondary school. And it was tough and painful. I've been in a sports CCA since secondary school and I couldn't really avoid not becoming tanned. What hurts the most was even my peers at that time would make comments about my skin colour without even realising the damage caused from these words. These comments I recall, were sometimes made under the guise of humour. I was called 'budak hitam' (literally means 'black child') and even ...
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