Rudyard Kipling"
“When you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldier”
General Douglas MacArthur"
“We are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.”
“It is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.” “Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.
“The soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.”
“May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .” “The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
“Nobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
“It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint."
I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
Some books inspire pride. Others confront us with truths we would rather avoid.Retired army major D Swami’s memoir,
Exigent Circumstances – A Soldier’s Journey Down the Road Less
Travelled, belongs to the latter. It unsettles, provokes, and refuses to let readers look away.
Few memoirs by service veterans cut this
deep. Swami does not just recount campaigns; he exposes the lived
reality of soldiering. His story is one of demands, disillusionment, and unshakable duty across three decades in uniform.
From schoolboy to recruit to Somalia — D Swami’s life in service and sacrifice. (D Swami pic)
From counter-insurgency in Malaysia’s
jungles to the chaos of Somalia, he fought not only enemies in the field
but also the subtler battles of identity and belonging within the army
itself. This is no exercise in nostalgia. It is
raw, unflinching, and deeply human. Yet through it all, Swami never
stopped believing in service.
Born in 1954, he joined the army at 18, a
spirited recruit from a big family in Nova Scotia Estate in Teluk Anson
(now Teluk Intan), Perak. Commissioned later into a Ranger
battalion, he helped convert it from a standard company into a
mechanised infantry, preparing it for Somalia.
He endured the brutality of boot camp,
battled communist insurgents in the jungle, and faced the grim
unpredictability of peacekeeping. What sets the book apart is not the
number of firefights survived, but how he lays bare the quieter war
within — against bias, bureaucracy, and unspoken rules in uniform.
The quiet war within
Swami writes candidly about being a non-Malay soldier. Promotions and postings often depended on identity rather than merit. Slurs were common. He recalls how “Hindu” was hurled as if it were a curse. He does not wallow in bitterness, but neither does he excuse it.
His story forces larger questions: how much talent has Malaysia lost because prejudice outweighed ability? What happens when loyalty to country is judged through race or creed? These are not just military questions. They echo across politics, the economy, and daily life.
Amid this broken system, Swami still found brotherhood. On patrols and in foxholes, divisions dissolved. Soldiers shared rations, carried each other through the jungle, and trusted one another with their lives.
Those who served with him called him “the Legend.” Not for gaming the system, but for putting himself at risk for his men. They remember him not for his rank, but for his willingness to take bullets if it meant buying them a few more seconds.
This is the kind of brotherhood armies should forge — and the kind Malaysia still struggles to extend beyond uniforms. In this sense, the memoir is more than one man’s account. It is a lesson in leadership: loyalty is earned, not commanded.
Retired major-general Toh Choon Siang
notes in the foreword that it should be essential reading for young
officers, teaching courage not only in battle but in moral choices.
Officers
of the 7th Rangers with D Swami (second from left), the battalion that
forged him into an officer of reckoning. (D Swami pic)
When compassion turns deadly
The most searing chapters come from Somalia in 1993. Swami describes famine, anarchy, and children chasing scraps of food. One episode haunts him: a soldier tossed a
food pack to starving children, only to watch a fight break out. A
weaker child was stabbed to death over a single packet.
It is a brutal reminder that even kindness, without thought for consequences, can turn fatal. The lesson stretches far beyond the
battlefield: well-meaning policies, if careless or politicised, can
worsen the very problems they aim to solve.
Brutal honesty, human flaws
This is not a self-glorifying tale. Swami admits mistakes, recklessness, even self-destructive choices. He refused to play the “racial game” that might have eased his career.
In Somalia, he recalls his platoon
commander relaying chilling orders: not to return fire because the
attackers were “our brothers.” Swami saw this as proof of the “our
people” mentality creeping into the forces — a mindset that, he argues,
weakened security. That it came from a convert made it even more
disheartening.
Some may see his defiance as stubbornness. Others may call it integrity. Either way, his honesty gives the book
its weight. It is not propaganda, but one man’s truth, and by extension,
a truth about Malaysia.
Old
comrades, new mission: D Swami’s fellow officers rallied after his
surgery to help publish his memoir. (L-R) Major Wong Sin Nang,
major-general Toh Choon Siang, D Swami and captain Loo Choon Chew. (D
Swami pic)
Lessons for Malaysia
Swami’s story forces reflection. When identity trumps merit, institutions weaken. When sacrifices go unrecognised, the meaning of service itself is diminished.
Real patriotism is not loud slogans or
parades. It is quiet endurance, often unthanked: the willingness to
protect strangers who may never know your name. It is found in soldiers sharing rations
in the jungle, in officers shielding their men, in veterans who still
love their country even when the system failed them.
In an age when Malaysia still wrestles with race and belonging, Swami’s memoir asks if we can finally value service equally. The real test: can we honour sacrifice without first asking who made it?
The book ends with Swami in retirement after Somalia. His body is worn but his spirit undimmed. His reward is not medals or promotions, but the love of family and the respect of comrades.
The system may not have given him his
due. But he gave more than it ever gave back. In that, he found meaning
larger than himself.
D
Swami with his wife Mary Ann Choo and daughters Athalia Keisha (left)
and Patrina Anjali (right) — the steadfast anchors behind his battles
and his book. (D Swami pic)
Why this story matters
Exigent Circumstances is more than a war
memoir. It is both warning and reminder — of how prejudice corrodes
institutions, and how bonds of trust and sacrifice keep hope alive.
This is not just Swami’s story. It is Malaysia’s story from the ground up. And it is one we cannot afford to ignore. Because service is not about what the country gives you. It is about what you choose to give, even when the country looks away.
A nation that cannot value all who serve, equally and without question, is a nation still at war with itself.
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