Some of my friends have already made the leap of faith into what they believe will be the greener pasture. How? Well, they achieved that through various means, which I will probably talk about in another day. Today, however, I am making an attempt to answer the million dollar question… is the grass really greener on the other side?
First thing that comes to mind about migrating, is that we can kiss all the scrumptious local cuisine goodbye. Yup, no more hokkien mee or “bak kut teh” or satay. It will also mean our mamak lifestyle will have to come to a stop.
Next in line is probably our family and friends, not many will be going with us. This also means we will probably have to move into a neighbourhood where everyone are strangers to us.
And how can we forget the beauty of piracy! No more
But most significantly, what we will miss most is the life that we have built here. This is more prominent for those who are already earning a 5 figure salary, or close to it. Migration will probably cause you to start your career all over again, or at least move a few steps backward. It will also probably put of a temporary stop to our everywhere-also-drive culture.
And those are not all, things can turn out worse. So suddenly… the grass isn’t exactly greener on the other side, isn’t it? But then again… despite all that, why do people still wanna make the leap to the other side?
Well, the question you and I should ask ourselves is… will you stay here just because you wanna eat “bak kut teh”? Do you wanna stay so that each time you jump light you can settle your summon on the spot at a discount? Do you wanna stay so that you can continue to sit in your air-cond car? Don’t forget the jam though.
So do you wanna stay?
It is a question that sometimes, even I really can't answer correctly. But what I do know is that if I do migrate to the greener pitch… say… Australia… I know my future and welfare is secured.
I know that if I am sick, I can walk into the gomen hospital and will receive first class treatment… free of charge. I will know I can rely on the public transport and it is very convenient. I know the selected representatives of the people will have to perform their best or else they will face serious repercussions. I know if I do own a car, I don’t have to worry about about mat rempits. I know I don’t have to utilise the one stop instant summon settlement facility because drivers there are law abiding citizens which means I don’t need to break the law to get around.
I also know that when I have children, I can send them to universities like Monash or RMIT and only pay less than AUD1,000 per semester while if I were here, I will have to pay RM20,000
per semester for one degree for my children to enter institutions like Universiti Malaya or Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia. No disrespect but which university would you want? Oh yeah… I also know there is no racial quota in university entry.
There are many other things too, things we know by heart but we are not allowed to talk about it or risk the serious consequences. Oh… I can also take comfort that I can speak my mind on the other side.
Yes… if you take all factors into consideration, the grass may not be greener on the other side. But one thing for sure, there is certainly grass there. And when we look at the ground that we are stepping on, how does it look like? Based on recent weather, the ground looks muddy and we may have to brace ourselves for more floods. So do you think you will be stepping on any grass soon?
So… muddy ground or grass… anyone?