Christmas is here again, and another year is coming to a close. For me, christmas has always been a special moment, despite me not being a Christian, and it all started years ago when i was still a small kinder (which is kid in german, not the bloody tasty chocolates!! talking about chocolates.. sluppp..).....
Long long ago, before the advent of video games as we know today (we only had the stupid thing that could play tetris, or known to us as 'brick game' :P), the raging hormones of today, and the gore and violence surrounding our daily lives, i was a young boy, fresh from changing kindergartens (from an islamic one to a christian one nonetheless, mostly due to the fact i was totally freaked out because the teacher started implementing the rotan..) anyway, when i moved to the new kindergarten, all the christian teachings got absorbed into this impressionable young mind, which gave my parents a scare, thus changing my kindergarten again.. But for that brief moment, i learnt the value of christmas from teachers and peers alike; THAT WE ARE ENTITLED TO GET PRESENTS! :P
So from that moment onwards, i bugged my parents into celebrating Christmas, and they, upon seeing a doe-eyed boy bubbling with excitement on the prospects of joining in with the festivities, and not wanting to break his little heart on the foundations of religion, gave in and soon the family of 3+1 (my bro was an infant that time, god knows how he felt) started getting into the christmas mood..
The memories... We used to use a pitiful plastic tree as our 'Christmas tree' (the funny thing was that this tree also soon became our very own Raya tree!!), garnished it with raya lights as opposed to christmas lights, hung christmas ornaments on its plastic coated wire branches, and stuck stuffed toys within its measly lousy excuse of a bark made from an unknown (or unrecalled) material. It was during that time when the lights would be switched on, and we would play a tape full of christmas carols which has been lost along the sands of time. That was also the time i pestered my parents, my dad usually relenting, much to the chagrin of my mother, (and my beloved grandma, affectionately known as 'baba', depicting her heritage) into getting me prezzies.. Oh the joy of getting prezzies, especially those you want, also being with our loved ones, was an inexplicable euphoria that remains imprinted in my mind till this very day.
And i guess its this euphoria that makes christmas such a joyous occasion for everyone. Whether its hanging out with friends, getting prezzies, or even just savouring the holiday itself, christmas should be enjoyed by one and all..
Sure our religion does not allow us to believe in the history of it, and no one is actually claiming as such. But for one to look down on, and to not allow people to join in the festivities and spread the joy and jubilation of a holiday such as this is clearly the workings of an extremely cold hearted person (or a person being jealous of others being happy, or is allergic to happiness, or is a bloody prune, of which many exist around me:P). Happiness is never a right of one, with the exclusion of others; it should be shared and spread like an epidemic, for happiness is something more valuable than wealth itself. That, my dear peers, is my two cents on Christmas. So before, i hit the sack, id like to wish everyone irrespective of religion - merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night. HO HO HO.. (all i need is the bloody costume for my girth fits the role already.. Lol..) FB out..
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