(Photo from @channelnewsasia) I confess. I have disagreed, doubted, criticized and complained. I still do. I wonder at times if I'm being ungrateful, torn between feeling guilty and indignant.
Over the past week, I've read and watched factual documentaries, lauding tributes, objective analyses, and cynical critiques. I've also witnessed, firsthand and via media coverage, the acts of kindness and unity, as well as a few inappropriate ones, displayed by citizens of a grieving nation. I am humbled and heartened by a single reminder.
I love Singapore, for who she is and is not.
And I am grateful. For having a country to love. For having the luxury and capacity to disagree, doubt, criticize and complain. To whom do I feel this gratitude? Many. One of the most important, without a doubt, is Mr Lee Kuan Yew.
Could he have done better? Could he have done differently? In my modest opinion, these questions are irrelevant at a time of national mourning. Let us salute him for the good he has done. His contributions and achievements coexist with controversies and imperfections, but the positive should not, cannot and will not be diminished by the negative. Right or wrong, I am in no place to judge. All I know is, he gave his best.
With utmost respect, I thank you, Mr Lee, for your hard work, your spirit, your passion. Thank you for being a strong leader, and a devoted man. Thank you for inspiring us to love and serve. May we never forget where we came here from, how we got here, and who we are. Driven by the same love you and your generation of pioneers had for this country we call home, may we soldier on, united in diversity. Majulah Singapura. #thankyouLKY #rememberingLKY