Selamat Hari Merdeka, Malaysia. You’re not perfect, but nobody else is, either. We all do the best we can. Nothing more to say than that, except I’ve always loved you: ‘…di sinari cahaya matahari, makin di pandang bertambah seri.’ Happy Birthday, Malaysia. I am blowing out an imaginary candle and praying for Muhibbah and prosperity for you. You will always be my homeland, and I will always miss you, and always sing your songs.