I refer to the Malaysiakini report MGG Pillai, father of online journalism.

I did not, unfortunately, have the privilege of meeting, or really knowing, Mr MGG Pillai.

But I am certain that I, and many more Malaysians and others in time to come, will get to know him better, for such a man never really dies but goes on living in our hearts and minds.

Thank you, Mr MGG Pillai, for enriching us all with your good fight, even though it must have been a hard and lonely road to have walked on. Rest in peace now in God’s gentle loving care.

And in respectful remembrance, I would like to dedicate this apt poem to you for that much valued good fight:

The Road Not Taken (1920)
By Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.