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Last night my grandmother sat me down and told me her Merdeka story. She was squished between her mother and father as they gathered in at Merdeka Square. They stood in the darkness and the energy of the crowd was palpable. At the stroke of midnight, the lights were turned on. It was then that they witnessed the raising of the Malaysian national flag for the very first time.
“At that moment, all of us, the entire crowd, no, the entire nation, was one”
She tells the story, her eyes brimming with tears of nostalgia. I feel it too, her emotions and that feeling of pride and total unity she felt as she witnessed the beginning of an independent Malaysia.
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