The house phone rang and Makcik, sensing that it was hers, quickly ran inside to answer. I could imagine the usual opening question she would get from this particular friend. Her light-hearted response was, “ Tengah pasang bendera,lah! ( fixing flags !)” Indeed she had been busy fixing Malaysian flags, one was already flapping merrily in the strong morning sea breeze in front of the house; and as if that was not enough she was now fixing a second one upstairs. As long as my memory goes she never failed to be busy fixing her Malaysian flags at about this time of the year when we were in KL.
Malaysian flags in August . Is Makcik that patriotic?
I remember when we first moved to this part of the world nineteen years ago I had to get a couple of flags from Mydin in town for her.
You see, within these three weeks the two of us will be quietly celebrating in our private way the three most important events in our life. The first will fall on 15th August, time to reminisce and offer prayers of gratitude.
Berkhidmat kerana Tuhan untuk kemanusiaan