Assalamu alaikum, people of Kuala Lumpur

09 +00002015-01-27T11:10:15+00:0031 2012 § 6 Comments

Composing oneself at the top of Petronas Towers

Composing oneself at the top of Petronas Towers

"It's only a model!"

“It’s only a model!”

Last week, the day job took me to Kuala Lumpur. I was away for five days, two of which were spent travelling almost around the clock (mad, I know, but I assure you it was worth it!). Once I had arrived, I was privileged to be the honoured and somewhat overwhelmed guest of two universities in the city. My impressions of the country and its people during so short a stay, although vivid, are therefore inevitably sketchy, so I apologise in advance for any observations that may strike those who know Malaysia better than I do as either incomplete or simply wrong.
Malaysia is a young (just over half a century since independence), very proud country, and also a thrustingly ambitious one. All of these qualities are epitomised by the twin towers – the Petronas Towers – that were built in the KLC district of the city in 1998 and are now the tallest twin towers in the world. Following many recommendations from my Asian colleagues, I chose to spend most of my single free half-day travelling to them and taking the tourists’ trip to the top. As the Towers are eighty-eight storeys high, this provides a panoramic view of Kuala Lumpur and delivers a 360-degree demonstration of just how much development work is taking place there. High-rise buildings are everywhere and many, although dwarfed by the Petronas Towers themselves, are giants by UK standards. Nor is it all about size: most of the buildings are beautifully designed and Malaysians are increasingly strict about the standards of architecture they consider acceptable for their capital city. Whilst at the top of one of the Petronas Towers, I was lucky enough to see an inferior skyscraper being demolished: it collapsed in clouds of black dust.

In the race to the top, one down... and more, I think, to go.

In the race to the top, one down… and more, I think, to go.

A view from the bridge... between the towers

A view from the bridge… between the towers

Another view from the bridge

Another view from the bridge

As I’ve said, my impressions are based on only a little information, but it did strike me that Kuala Lumpans are in such a hurry to become world leaders that they are in danger of destroying not just their immediate past, but also their much older heritage; and this notion resonated with some of my colleagues when I voiced it. I saw little architecture in the city that was more than thirty years old and nothing at all that was likely to have pre-dated my own birth.
Yet, paradoxically, despite their keenness to ‘get on’, the overwhelming majority of Malaysians whom I met, almost all of whom were extremely well-educated, were gentle, polite, courteous, humorous and modest. They were not ‘go-getters’ in the sharp-elbowed sense. They have their own, highly honourable, way of making progress in today’s world. Much of this stems from the fact that they are also very devout. At both of the universities that I visited, the call to prayers sounded five times each day. The prayer rooms hold only twenty to thirty people and those not able to take part exactly on the hour await their turn patiently, but they make it quite clear, whatever the task in which they are engaged or the conference or focus group to which they are contributing, that prayer comes first.
Despite this apparent unanimity about how things should be done, I did observe some collisions as Eastern values met Western ones; not, however, at the universities, where highly-qualified librarians and academics have no problem with reconciling traditional dress and customs with exacting, high-profile jobs. The suite of rooms in which our meetings took place are normally occupied by eminent doctors and surgeons and are designed to help them relax from cutting-edge medical research and surgical operations. That we were very privileged to have had them generously give up these quarters to us for a whole day was not lost upon us.
Most of the men and women employed by the university wear traditional dress. This is at once exuberant and dignified. The men’s tunics and the women’s shalwar kameezes (they call them this, even though mostly the garments consist of three-quarter-length tunics and long skirts, rather than trousers) are beautifully made, often embroidered or sequined, and frequently in very bright colours. Sometimes the women wear tailored versions in heavy silk. The more austere outfits are a little more nun-like, and stick to plainer cloth – usually cotton – in light blues, greys and navy. But all these advocates of traditional dress wear their clothes with pride and often the women fasten their hijabs with many-jewelled brooches or enhance them with a framework of pearls. I saw no black burqas or niqabs at the universities.
Where I did see one such outfit was at the Petronas Towers. Since these are frequented by tourists, its owner may not have been Malaysian. I could see from her eyes and deduce from the age of her husband that she was very young – probably a girl still in her teens. And she didn’t look unhappy: he was holding her hand and they were walking along together, laughing. What was striking was the difference between this couple and another Asian couple (again, of course, I cannot make an accurate guess at their nationality), also taking the Twin Towers tour and also holding hands. The girl, also probably in her late teens, was wearing a short-sleeved black T-shirt and immaculate, but very short, white shorts.
How will Malaysia’s future unfold? From now on, I shall be fascinated to observe and find out. I hope that it will prosper as it wishes, and I also hope that it will at the same time manage to preserve its heritage and its traditions. I think that its most prominent religion may be the key: this week I was extremely honoured to have been able to immerse myself in how true Islam – tolerant, humorous, friendly, hospitable and forgiving – makes a huge contribution to the world in which we live.

A sense of proportion?

A sense of proportion?

And a sense of scale

And a sense of scale

And so high above all those!

And so high above all those!

A few degrees of the 360

A few degrees of the 360

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§ 6 Responses to Assalamu alaikum, people of Kuala Lumpur

  • j welling says:

    I look at the view of these wonderful snaps and think … murder.

    Of course, all the surveillance makes such an event somewhat more difficult to craft but a noteworthy building cries for mayhem. Such a wonderful setting to discover a body in the modern version of the locked-room mystery.

    I never wanted to find Deborah Kerr on the observation deck of the Empire State building. Finding a the corpse of a police commissioner would be such a better story.

    I’m not sure I could get out of the elevator at such a height. it’s happened that way before.

    Great pictures!

  • cav12 says:

    I stopped over at KL to catch a connecting flight three times now. My lasting memory were the soldiers and machine guns at the airport!
    Friends have been and stayed and really like the city. One day I will stop for more than catching another plane 😀

  • jomcarroll says:

    I’m just back from Malaysia – and loved the whole multicultural thing. As well as the Muslims, there are plenty of Hindus and Buddhists and Chinese gods – the temples are wonderful.

    I know what you mean about KL being a modern city without many old buildings surviving – but they didn’t have that many old buildings to preserve. There are some lovely colonial buildings and a Sultan’s palace in a square close to Chinatown, and the old market is still there – though full of trinket-stalls now. And the National Mosque is stunning. But the real historical cities in the Malaysian peninsular are Penang and Malacca – and they both have World Heritage Status, so have money to preserve their lovely old buildings.

    I’m no fan of KL – I do hope you get away from the capital next time you go to Malaysia!

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