一位《吉林仔》的自豪心聲： 我比馬來人勤奮、我的成功完全依靠自己的努力和實力！我至少比那些必須依靠土著特權找生活的馬來人活得更有尊嚴！那些羞辱我的馬來人只是在掩飾他們的自卑罷了！
文：張丹楓
是的，我是吉林仔Keling Kia，那又怎樣？我或許是你們口中的吉林仔或嘛嘛，但是至少我很勤奮工作，我夠聰明，我不需要依靠什麼土著特權找生活，更不需要處處依靠政府輔助才能生存！我至少比那些只是名堂上高人一等實際上卻是空心飯桶強得多！
馬來人喜歡侮辱印度人為《吉粦仔》，現在他們看不起的吉林仔站出來了，說出反擊的話，可謂萬箭穿心！馬來人在吉林仔面前，怎樣抬起頭做人？
這是一位印裔穆斯林在社交網站發表的文章，以最強有力的論述回擊那些以《吉林仔》稱呼來侮辱印裔族群的馬來人！
這位筆名為Fa Abdul的印裔回教徒說：《你們口中的吉林人都能夠自力更生，不必依靠政府給錢供養，自己勤奮做生意找生活，憑自己的本事成為大機構的主管，不像你們那樣脆弱，沒有真本事只靠一張嘴吹牛皮，活在自大自我的世界，沒有政府幫助就活不了。》
這位《吉林仔》的回應，可謂針針見血，箭箭穿心！無情的揭穿了馬來民族虛偽自大的真面目，用最實際最醜陋的真相反擊他們對印裔民族的羞辱。
最近大馬某私人學院的馬來保安人員公開羞辱印裔學生，呼喊他們為《吉林仔》Keling ，引發印裔社會的怒火。印裔長期被其他民族稱呼為《吉林》，已經造成印裔社會的不滿，某些巫統部長也曾公開以《吉林鬼》Keling Kui調侃他們的政府同僚，令印裔領袖敢怒不敢言；這一次終於引爆了導火線，印裔社團紛紛站出來譴責這種帶有歧視意味的稱號，要求馬來保安員收回言論並公開道歉！
作者回憶20年前當他還是一名升上初中一13歲少年時，在學校面對學兄學姐羞辱的情景。
《當我正在努力融入學習環境，想跟馬來學兄學姐做朋友時，卻聽到他們用輕蔑的語氣和表情不斷叫我做吉林仔，不斷使喚我為他們服務，感覺我是他們的奴隸，他們是我的主人一樣。》
《他們甚至還問我，到底是我的媽媽還是爸爸進了伊斯蘭教？》他說。他嘗試問一位馬來學姐《吉林仔》是什麼意思，結果那學姐笑得很大聲，指著他說，不就是說你咯！說你是吉林族咯！
他說：《我也嘗試從字典找答案，字典的解釋是《吉林~~印度人》；但是為什麼我的學姐卻叫我吉林族？如果我用相等的方式稱呼他們為《馬來尤族》，他們會不會生氣呢？》
他寫道：《他們憑什麼稱呼我為吉林族？憑什麼叫華人為《支那族》、叫錫克人為《孟加里族》？他們實際上都知道我的姓名，為什麼他們不直呼我的名字，卻用我的族群民族來稱呼我？》
他回憶：《當年我在一次家庭聊天中說起學校的馬來同學都叫他吉林仔，老師明明知道卻從不阻止；我爸爸當時就氣得血壓飆升，破口大罵了！他跟我講解，《吉林仔》這個稱呼是在侮辱我們印度人，意思就是指我們印度人是《黑皮》，這是一個含有侮辱性的稱呼。》
《當時我爸爸很嚴肅的告訴我，人類不應該單憑膚色而看不起其他人，我不應該再讓任何人叫我《吉林》來羞辱我。》
他說：《我終於弄明白了吉林代表什麼，但是我並不會像父親那樣生氣，我也沒有阻止那些馬來同學繼續喊我為吉林，我只是不再回應他們，久而久之，他們漸漸改口喊我的名字了。》
作者說，後來某次在吉打州居林的車站，他還被一個馬來人莫名其妙的叫他做《賤民》Pariah。他當時覺得很困擾，Pariah是印度種姓制度中對低賤的族群，所以叫做賤民；但是馬來西亞並沒有跟隨印度的種姓制度，為什麼那馬來人要這樣羞辱他呢？看來那馬來人肯定是個蠢得無藥可救的可憐人。
《同樣的，把我們印裔穆斯林成為嘛嘛，其實也是帶有侮辱性的。我們真正的名稱應該是《Anak Mami》而非《Mamak》。
事實上直到今天，還是有很多很多馬來人和華人叫印度人為吉林仔、吉林鬼；作者說，他的兒子在學校也常常被同學叫他做嘛嘛、吉林仔。
《我兒子的反應比我更高明，我只是充耳不聞，他卻會反駁；告訴他們：如果沒有像我這樣的嘛嘛，馬來西亞就不會有扁擔飯；如果沒有像我這樣的吉林仔，馬來西亞就不會有那麼多香料和咖喱；你們就只能天天吃醬油撈飯了。》
因此作者最後勸請那些被馬來保安員辱罵為《吉林》的印裔學院生，大可不必生氣。他說，氣來做什麼？就承認了又怎樣？我們就是吉林，So What？我們還是可以抬起頭為我們的吉林族群自豪！
他說：《至少我們並不像他們那樣懶散，我們都很勤奮；我們至少也不必像他們那樣依靠政府補貼金錢才能生存；我們更不會像他們那樣每天只想不勞而獲、覬覦偷盜別人的財產；至少我們的學業精進，不必依賴特權和種族固打制才能上大學；更不必依賴土著特權去牟取高收入的工作與生活。我們的財富和優渥生活全是依靠自己的努力打拚得來的。所以我們應該感到自豪！我們就是活得很有尊嚴、讓社會尊敬的吉林人！》
Yes, I am a keling. So what?
I may be 'Keling' and a 'Mamak' but at least I'm hardworking, intelligent and sensible unlike the many out there who are good at name-calling and nothing much else.
The recent news about a college security guard calling a group of Indian students 「Keling」 reminded me of an incident that took place some twenty years ago.
I was a 13-year-old Form One student at Sekolah Menengah St Anne’s Convent in Kulim, Kedah at the time. Being a newbie at school, I tried to fit in and that was when a few seniors started calling me KK.
「Oi KK, hantar buku ni ke pejabat.」
「KK! Mai sini jap.」
「Siapa yang masuk Islam, KK – mak awak ka bapak awak?」
I had no idea what KK meant, and so I thought nothing of it. But soon, it got irritating being called KK all the time. That was when I decided to find out what it really meant.
「Kak, apa tu KK?」 I asked one of my seniors, causing her to laugh out loud hysterically.
「KK tu awak lah. Keturunan Keling.」
Honestly, I didn』t know what 『Keling』 meant at the time so I had to resort to my dictionary to find out.
「Keling – Orang India」. My dictionary gave a very brief explanation. I was confused at why my seniors would call me 『Keturunan India』. I mean if I called them 『Keturunan Melayu』 wouldn』t it sound similarly ridiculous? Who in their right mind would go about calling others 『Keturunan Cina』, 『Keturunan Iban』 and 『Keturunan Benggali』? Plus they obviously knew my name from the name tag I wore, so why the need to mention my race? I was clearly puzzled.
Then one day, while casually discussing school with my family, I told my parents about my schoolmate’s calling me KK. Dad got real furious. He almost popped a blood vessel when I told him my teachers knew too and had not done anything about it.
「』Keling』 is a derogatory term. It means black skinned,」 said dad. 「People shouldn』t look down on others based on the colour of their skin. So never let anyone call you 『Keling』.」
That got me even more confused. I mean I was darker skinned than most of my Malay and Chinese schoolmates. And I was Indian. As much as I did not fancy the term KK, I personally did not see anything derogatory about it. I mean the term does describe me as a dark skinned Indian.
And if anything at all, the term 『Keling』 was no different than calling the Africans 『Black』 or the Caucasians 『White』. So why the hypocrisy?
Anyway, as time passed, I got accustomed to being called other names as well.
One time, I was called 『Pariah』 by a stranger at the Kulim bus station. Now thanks to the magic box, I knew exactly what that meant – it was the lowest caste in the Indian social system. To tell you the truth, I was quite puzzled why anyone would address me as a 『Pariah』 when we in Malaysia did not practice the caste system. Kinda silly, I must say! So I brushed it off thinking the guy who uttered it must have been a 『bodoh siol.』
The other name I got quite accustomed to after 「Keling』 and 『Pariah』 was 『Mamak』. Now honestly, I have no idea why Indian Muslims like me get easily offended when called 『Mamak』. I mean that is what we are, no? Funny though, most people enjoy a sense of pride when addressed as 『Anak Mami』 but not 『Mamak』. It’s the same as being called 『Indian』 but not 『Keling.』
Today, in the true spirit of being Malaysian, it is my kids who get called 『Mamak』 and 『Keling』 by others. At school, at the park, at football matches – trust me, it still happens. But instead of getting offended or lashing out, my son has the perfect answer.
「Kalau tak ada Mamak macam saya, takkan ada nasi kandar. Dan kalau tak ada Keling macam saya, tentu takkan ada rempah ratus dan kari. Jadi berterima kasihlah dengan Mamak dan Keling sebab kalau tak ada kami, tentu setiap hari kena makan nasi putih dan kicap.」
(If not for Mamaks, there wouldn』t be any nasi kandar. If not for Kelings like me, there would not be hundreds of spices and curries. So, be thankful for the Mamaks and Kelings because if not for us, you』d be eating white rice and soy sauce every day.)
To the group of Indian students who were offended at being called 『Keling』, I say stop getting offended. Admit it, we are Indians. We are 『Kelings』. Let us keep our heads up and be proud of who we are.
We may be 『Keling』 to some, but at least we are not lazy. At least we don』t rely on subsidies to get by. At least we are not envious of other people’s wealth. At least we are not academically slow or require special schemes to get the best opportunities in life.
We are intelligent, hardworking, sensible 『Kelings』 – and we should be proud of it!
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