My name is Gana

Life when you reach 80's. I had a lot of friends and we used to gather once a month for meals at various restaurants all over KL. When I was afflicted with Covid I could not join these functions as I am on a liquid diet. Slowly my dining partners have been avoiding me as I am a liability with my disability. However they tell me that they do think of me while partaking their meals.I do not hold any grudges against them as I know my limitations. The sad part is I am not able to join them when they go out for meals. So it has become a lonely life for me. My daughter who is the only one who has not migrated, often calls over. They are pleasant moments as she brings meals which I can consume. I am not a religious man but pray that I am relieved of this misery soon.

  There was a time when the Government Services had a serious shortage of employees, giving rise to the need to fill up the vacant positions. The Public Services Department was requested to fill up the vacant positions. The exercise was termed "Operasi Isi Penuh" or operations to fill up vacant slots in the public service. Another reason was the racial imbalance. These were the early years of Independence where the Government service continued the use of the English Language and there were still Heads of Departments who were from the Colonial Service who felt comfortable working with employees conversant in English. These circumstances led to the continued recruitment of employees who were adept at speaking English Over time the numbers of English expatriates were reduced and as local Malay speaking officers joined the service the emphasis shifted to recruitment of civil servants who were conversant in the use of Bahasa Melayu.  #memoriesofayoungman #mynameisgana