My kind of candidate
The race for power, the top job, of the country is now heating up and I have heard a lot of speeches and talks past few weeks. By now I had thought my ears would have stumbled upon that one speech, that one clear message, that made complete sense to me. The speech that spoke my language - the language of the common people. The words that would breathe new life into our tired and weary bodies. I thought I would have heard the one talk that would have left me with a stirring sense of patriotism and made me proud to be a Maldivian. The words that would have made me say; yes indeed, we finally have found that honest compatriot, that proud Maldivian who would surely lead us into the future.
This event is yet to take place. If such a candidate exist and he made that powerful speech, I do not want to hear him say "God willing" between every two words and each sentence. God is always willing for those people who are willing to put in a days hard work. Why we must say it between each breath I do not understand. My candidate will not sound weak ascribing his success, should he succeed, and his failures, should he fail, to God. My candidate is confident and has character and charisma and I want him to tell me somethings.
I want him to tell me that first and foremost, we as a nation of one people, a people of one race and one creed, we need to respect each other. That we need to find a reason to respect one another. That we have all but destroyed that reason long ago in the depths of unemployment and unequal pay and the raging valleys of disparity between the rich and the poor. I want him to tell me that he will try to bridge the gaps between the rich and poor by whatever means he proposes to achieve that.
I want him to tell me that the reason our youth are disconnected from society, the reason for their lack of discipline and the reason why many are doing drugs is not because we have exhausted our morality as a result of dwindling faith in religion. If anything we have been less religious in the past. I want him to tell me that, no, our youth are where they are today because we have lacked one essential ingredient for a fulfilled life: happiness. I want him to tell me that we've all but forgotten about personal happiness. That he will provide affordable housing for everyone not simply because we deserve shelter, no, but because we deserve the chance to pursue happiness in our private lives.
I want him to tell me that before he is can establish a university in this country he will overhaul the current education curriculum for grade schools, standardize a system for nursery and kindergarten and provide substantial subsidies for private schools where our youngest pupils build their foundation. That he will ensure every school library is stocked with enough books and every science lab is well equipped. I want him to tell me that although he cannot fulfill all the promises on education - increased salaries to teachers etc - he will at least have the foundation for a better educated laid before the end of his term. And I want him to tell me that every child will receive a far better education than what we have had in the past 3 decades.
I want him to tell me that we need to find the reason to care and that a caring society can only come from education. And that he would ensure that children's rights are protected and that laws and punishment are in place for whoever violates those rights.
And finally, I want him to tell me that should he win the election he would be taking the reigns of a handicapped nation in the depths of debt and he would admit that in front of him lies a tough and uncertain road and that he is ready to march forward on that road not because he wants to make a name for himself or that he is capable of cooking up lofty ideas and promises but because being Maldivian he cannot bear to see his people, his compatriots big and small, suffer anymore.