this is the 2nd post from me, what i noticed about my blog is that the spelling of marshmallow, yes, its a wrong spelling, my bad. I just came back from a wedding at Shah Alam, the capital of Selangor. It was in a hall in a place which I dont even know the location, im just in the car just staring blindingly at the buildings while my family are trying to search for the place where the wedding was held. There were 3 entrances but only 1 was opened today, so we just went around the place for a few times before we actually found the entrance. The place is extravagant, well, based on my past experiences, well, this is like the first time where i went to a place like this. With Dato and Datins everywhere. Im thinking to myself, wow, this is how the rich actually have their weddings.
I have always been to them wedding ceremonies where it was held near the bride's house. With caterers everywhere with hair filled with hair gels. Its my relative's wedding (im not quite sure how we are related, all i know is that we are related). With mercedes benz cars filling the parking lots. This was truly something. As I was eating the food served there, my friend text me, and we were talking about something (not quite sure), and he said something about weddings now because i said that i was at the hall attending the wedding ceremony. He said that how the Malay community has changed. In the old days, we used to have everyone in the community help out in a 'Gotong Royong', now its just held in halls, with caterers serving the food.
What is actually happening to us? what happened to the times when everyone taking part to helping out a fellow neighbour? Is malay culture really dying in the heart of the community? Even the government is making campaigns because the malay culture is dying, we truly are people which heavily influenced by the west that we forget about our own culture. So ask yourself, are we really going to let our culture die just like that?
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