Until the 1990s, a Malay boy would usually reply that his ambition would be to become a doctor, a lawyer or an engineer. Today, a sea change has occurred.
A child social worker said, “These days, many Malay boys aspire to become ustaz. They appear to have no other ambition, or interests.
“I would have thought that their parents would have wished the sons to achieve much more in life.
An engineer or scientist to help his community. A lecturer to inspire the young. Vocational courses used to be all the rage. A welder can earn very good money these days, and is in great demand.
“Today, the boys lack the element of curiosity. They have no desire to know how things work. Or travel. Or yearn for knowledge. That troubles me.”
Older Malaysians will remember that the majority of the Malays of the 1950s, 1960s and 1970s, were a different breed from the Malays of today. Many Malays today, are intolerant and arrogant.
They claim superiority over other Malaysians, but when it comes to meritocracy, they suddenly cry foul, and blame the non-Malays of denying them of their rights.
The Malays of yesteryear, were fun loving, they could laugh at themselves, and had many non-Malay friends. They were proud of their Malay culture, language, dress and food.
Today, the Malays have allowed the insidious Arabisation to creep into their everyday life, and dilute their own culture. Their children are given Arabic sounding names, which are difficult to spell and are almost unpronounceable.
They wear Arabic robes, cover themselves, as if they are expecting a desert sand storm. During Ramadhan, they insist on breaking their fast with dates, because the prophet broke his, with dates.
Why does the Malay man not ride his camel to work, rather than terrorise other road users with his kapchai or Proton?
The Malays could have worked harder, to forge ahead in the field of education, commerce and agriculture, but they seemed content, with what they had. In time, other communities overtook them, and they had only themselves to blame. This was one failing which successive leaders failed to address.
Instead of making Malays change their attitude towards work and relationships, our leaders encouraged them to become sloths, blaming others for their shortcomings. They did not encourage self-improvement, and the leaders used religion to further enslave the Malay mind.
Despite the technological advances, the opportunities and the billions of ringgits poured into the NEP, the Malay is averse to change. Why has he failed to make a success of himself?
In the 1980s, most of the Malays who went abroad to study, clumped together in their own little groups, at university.
Did they suffer from culture shock? Did they feel threatened by the orang putih? Some got involved in the dakwah movement, and sought refuge with them, perhaps, because of their shared religion. The Malays who returned, acted as if they had never set foot abroad.
Malays who were sent to study in the middle east, returned home and introduced aspects of the Arabic way of life which today, has infiltrated our rich Malay culture.
Gone are our wayang kulits, our jogets, our bajus, our pagan rituals which were steeped in Hinduism, the Malay religion long before Islam came to our shores.
Malays in western clothing do not tend to look down on other Malays. However, the Arabised Malays, with their robes, their tudung, their hijab, their reluctance to shake hands with members of the opposite sex, their hostility towards non-Malays, and their smattering of Arabic phrases, pretend to be holier than thou.
Most of them patronise the Malays who prefer to remain Malay.
In other words, Malays didn’t just emulate the Arabs, but allowed their minds to be corrupted, as well.
The Saudi Arabians depend on Pakistani and Bangladeshi menial labourers. We, too, depend heavily on Bangladeshi workers.
If he’s not careful, the ‘superior’ Malay will be an Arab… or perhaps a Bangladeshi. – The Heat Malaysia