BAGAI SERAI KITA SERUMPUN, BAGAI SIREH TERSUSUN

We got swept up in the Serumpun phenomenon — Mimifly fever hit us hard. It all began when we were planning a Hari Raya gathering at an ex-schoolmate’s house, and someone (who shall remain unnamed in this blogpost, but you know who you are) floated the idea of doing our own version of what we can confidently declare as THE Raya song of the year.

We had three weeks to practice. Some of us actually did. One person only rehearsed when her family was out of the house — true commitment to secret stardom. Another practiced in the car, listening to the song at full volume and perfecting the hand gestures at traffic lights. She’s also the same person who, just one day before the gathering, asked, “Hey, what’s the name of the song again?”

Yes, we made a video. Yes, it was chaotic. And yes, there was a lot of laughter — as there should be when you mix friends, music, and a shared delusion of grandeur.

I’ve always believed that music has the unique power to transcend language, culture, and social barriers — and Mimifly’s Serumpun is living proof.

It’s more than just a catchy tune; it’s a stirring celebration of unity, diversity, and shared heritage. With its vibrant rhythms, multilingual lyrics, and heartfelt delivery, Serumpun brings together voices from different walks of life, reminding us that despite our differences, we are all branches of the same tree.

“Ohhhh
Bagai serai kita serumpun
Bagai sirih tersusun…”

The phrase “bagai serai kita serumpun” beautifully conveys the idea that we come from the same roots, belong to the same group, and stand united. Just like the lemongrass that grows in a tight bunch, or betel leaves arranged in neat rows, it speaks of harmony, respect, and solidarity — a shared identity held together by tradition and mutual care.

Mimifly’s Serumpun is no longer just a song or a viral dance; it has become a symbol of unity that’s captured the heart of the nation. From school fields and university campuses to corporate functions and national celebrations, Malaysians everywhere embraced Serumpun — performing it with joy, pride, and a deeply rooted sense of belonging.

Serumpun is more than an earworm. It’s an anthem of harmony, a love letter to togetherness, and a reminder that when we move as one, we move stronger.


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