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The Malays were forgetful because a Mamak said so.

by Navinn Rajendran Gounz. What else he wants? Has been the biggest question I have always asked myself. Not at any point I have hated Tun Mahathir. I have loved him for who he was, but not for what he is now. At 92, wanting to save the country, I think it is a great job. Anwar Ibrahim wanted to save the country too and Tun Mahathir himself crushed the effort. When Najib Razak wants to give the same medicine he gave Anwar, the cries like a baby on press and social media. Probably you know how we Indians say, as a person grows older they become a child again. So many people have been very defensive of Tun Mahathir saying how much he has contributed for the country? I agree. But it was NOT A FREE job. No politician does a free job. They are paid monetarily for the time that they lose for their family in return to make sure other families in the country is taken care. Who gives these politician the comfort that comes with the position? It is the people, the rakyat through tax. Apart...

Bukan Semua Keling Sama!

by Navinn Rajendran  This incident happened to a brother of mine Haze Chacko. Read below. While driving back from (Midlands Shah Alam) a friend's event, a car hit me from the back at a traffic light stop. Instead of 1 hit, he decided to hit my car twice with his car. I got down to find 4 Malay guys ready to confront me, but then I helped the driver to get the hood of his car opened (bunyi kipas radiator dah terok bhai). Then the driver charged on me saying "Wei KELING,   lu apasal tiba-tiba brek??!!" and I replied calmly saying "Aku tunggu kat trafik light merah, apa pulak aku brek?" Then he went like "Tak, aku langgar ko sebab aku tak sempat nak brek, tu pun ko brek tiba-tiba". Then I smiled and told him, "Takpa bro, korang 4 orang, aku sorang jer. Tapi aku ada camera depan belakang recording sepanjang masa aku drive". Then the driver "cuak" abit, he said "Sorry bang... Salah saya jugak... Sebab tak sempat nak brek...

The Despairing Malaysian Hindu Temples.

by Navinn Rajendran By end of this article, some readers are going to curse me while chest palming and throwing handful of sand on me. I will be expected to turn blind because God is going to poke my eyes and my life is going to turn out disastrous because I angered God and its institution. These reactions only reflect to how well you have been pious and religious. Temples has been an integrated institution in the Malaysian Indian community. People whom used to be in the estates would recall on the simple needs the community was provided with. Temple was one of them. But over time many changes have taken place, many issues have arisen, and many questions have been left unanswered because the Malaysian Indians simply just don’t care. Are you going to disagree with what I have just said? I can hear some calling me atheist already. What is a temple and why it is built? There are many reasons to why temples are built and as far as Sanathana Dharma is concerned, t...

10 Reasons a Malaysian Indian is a Gangster.

by Navinn Rajendran 1. Feeds on FEAR. This is definitely true for all gangsters in this world. They feed on the fear people have on them. Their sustainability is based in the fear and if someone else were to challenge and succeed on it, the fear shifts and hence we have a new self-made so called peoples champion. The day people are not fearful, gangsters lose their currency to sustain. 2. Brain Malfunctions at SCHOOL. Most of the thugs have successfully not finished school. And the main reason given is because they couldn’t study. The fact is that they were just not interested to study or no one cared to show and highlight the importance of education. The truth is that we live in a world that banks highly on paper qualification to be able to secure a stable job. Without finishing high school, dropouts sometimes expect to be offered high paying job equivalent to a medical doctor.  3. Family BREAKDOWN. Parents just don’t care about anything but themselves. ...