By the time I turned, a huge steering lock was fast coming towards my head, and it was stopped by a friend of mine. Another friend grabbed the attacker, swung and pinned him to the ground. I vividly remember the story that happened when I was just 20; I was drinking with my friends and a group of Indians decided to do some ethnic cleansing and attacked us while we were walking out of the restaurant. When it comes to fight, both my balls will usually go up to my throat virtually. I get fucking scared, unless I’ve been drinking. Anyway, if the guy had managed to lodge the steering lock onto my skull 7 years back, I would have probably died or go mentally ill. I survived, because my friends helped me at the nick of the moment.
Similarly during my short college years, my friends were there helping me in and out, and we stuck together through thick and thin. We never once fought within the group, and always were protective of each other. Actually not each other la, I was protected by them. My best friends and childhood mates, had always helped me out when I’m in need, whether it’s cash or anything else you can think of. When your girlfriend fucks you up and leaves you, the only person you can turn to are your friends. For the Machas, even if you’re wrong, they will protect you. Continue Reading –>
This article contains half truth and the rest were self-imagination. Don’t challenge the ‘facts’, since there are none anyway.
In the early 1890′s right up to 1940′s, hundreds of thousands of Indians from India was brought in by British to Malaya. Indian labors opened up the forests, established the rubber plantations, built the roads, railways, set up the transmission lines, built the ports and airports and worked tirelessly in estates around the country with little income.By 1931, there was an estimated 700000 Indians in Malaya. In those days, air travel is an expensive and rare choice for distance travelling. For the Indian labors, the British opted to ship them out. It takes months in the sea sometimes to reach Malaya.
Majority of all Indians that reached Malayan shores were ethnic Tamils. When they started travelling, almost all of them were strangers to each other. However, due to the long duration of travelling, they became friends and helped out each other. The ships are usually crammed up to the max, to transport as many Indian labors as possible. In due course, many Indians fell sick and had to be taken care by the rest.The struggle was enormous, and just to keep alive, they were forced to look out for each other, although they were mere strangers when they began the trip. Continue Reading –>
This article is written based on online interview with Bro Kumaraesinggam. All pictures were taken with permission. This article contains images which might be disturbing, reader’s discretion advised. I know you wouldn’t care less anyway.
“Macha, baps da dei, bapse…angge pareh…punde,pidiche sappe udenum ithenggelam”
“Macha, it’s a transvestite…look there…fuck, we should make them give us blowjob”
Sitting down near the staircases, 7 years back, whenever some transgender crosses the street near our college, we used to tease and mock them. I personally thought that they were a disgrace to the society. My automatic description about them was; all of them get fucked to earn money for a living. In simple words, all of them are prostitutes.
I just couldn’t see any other way that they could earn. The society rejects them, heck they don’t even have a choice when it comes to toilets. They are not wanted in temples, they’re not wanted in any events and they don’t even have a choice when it comes to work!
Or so I thought. Continue Reading –>
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I always get involved in a lot of arguments online, when it comes to discussion. I don’t blast things unnecessarily, unless it involves me personally. As I was browsing through the other day, there was this shout out by one of the readers of this blog, commenting something about what I’ve written.
And when I read through the comments, there was a stretch of it discussing things that I’ve written, and one MIC guy immediately concluded that what I had written was just normal rants.
The problem with MIC cyber troopers is they have no idea on what to argue about, and they never reveal any fact during any discussion.Try to put forward a few facts right in front of their face, and all of them will run helter-skelter. Continue Reading –>
This is a topic dedicated to Lana CV and Abang Nedu.
IPOH: A 19-year-old youth was slashed to death after a motorcycle chase at the Menglembu industrial area here on Sunday night.
Perak Criminal Investigation Department chief Datuk Dzuraidi Ibrahim said eight people on four motorcycles pursued K. Pirathibaraj of Taman Buntung here at about 8pm.He said they surrounded Pirathibaraj, who was trying to escape on his motorcycle, and slashed him in the head and body with parangs. The suspects fled.
Pirathibaraj died at the scene. Police classified the case as murder.
Dzuraidi said police had also seized two parangs at the crime scene. Bernama
GEORGE TOWN: An odd-job worker died after being attacked by a group of 15 men armed with sticks and crash helmets.
M. Jegathiswaran, 25, was with a male friend in a car when they were stopped at the Jalan P. Patto-Taman Tanjung junction in Butterworth.
He was then dragged out of the driver’s seat and assaulted by his assailants.
His friend, in his 20s, was left untouched by the group.
State CID chief Senior Asst Comm Zahruddin Abdullah said the two friends were on their way home at about 4.30am on Sunday after a night out when the incident happened.
“The victim died on the spot of multiple head and body injuries. We are investigating all angles including territorial dispute.
“Several helmets and sticks were also recovered at the scene.
One of the most interesting fact about Indians is they’re fucking stupid. When I say that some of you guys are fucking stupid, then know that I’m telling the right thing. When I say that you’re following the wrong path, then know that I’m saying the right thing. In return for telling you the right thing to do in life, you come back and threaten me. Continue Reading –>
This blog was written just for fun, some of you might be doing it, but don’t be offended. Learn to laugh at yourself.
Some people complain that it’s a sad world to live in. We have all kinds of people, some might be bad, some might be good, some might be intelligent, a few might be retarded. If you really want to live a happy life, you have to observe things around you. If you carefully look beyond something; you will realize the humor in it. The only common thing between all of us is we think we’re unique. We want to be different. We want to impress.
The other thing we all have in common might be Facebook. We spend a considerable amount of time browsing, chatting and flirting in Facebook. In real life, some people try to impress others by being different, thus when it comes to social network, they continue being the same.For an example, Indian girls must pierce their ears. But then to look different they start piercing all over their ears. Then they pierce the nose, eye brows, tongue, lips, navel, and clit. The problem is, not all look good pierced, some end up looking like sluts.
For Indian guys, there is this funny shit going on around, some guys are actually wearing a type of shoe. This shoe comes with shin pad, as you can see below. Can you imagine how our normal Indian machas will look like with these shoes?
Similarly, some people in order to impress the rest, end up looking like a retard in social networks.I just want to share with you some personal experiences, and things that I think is unnecessarily being done when it comes to Facebook. Continue Reading –>
This article is a targeted message to a targeted group of people.
“Sarva manggale mangalye siveh sarvarthe sathige, sharanyeh triyambake devi narayani namosthuthe”
” I salute and take refuge in Narayani, the three-eyed one, who gives all auspiciousness, who is herself auspicuous and who fulfils all desires”
After chanting this last liner loudly, the priest walks towards you with a tray containing some holy ashes and fire. You start putting in some money, bribing God to fulfill your wishes. Then all goes back home, start watching porn, drinking beer and smoking pot and act like you’re one holy man.
The above happens in bigger temples.
A few hundred meters away… Continue Reading –>
This article was written translating ,quoting, researching and with permission from various sources.
Wong Swee Chin or famously known as Botak Chin was one of the most notorious and feared criminal in Malaysia in the early 60′s and 70′s. He was born in Kuala Lumpur in the year 1951.
Botak Chin had 10 siblings, and his father was a retired railways officer. He was educated in a Chinese primary school in Sentul and subsequently transferred to English medium school. He stopped schooling at the age of 15 and started doing odd jobs, including helping out in a night market near Jalan Tun Ismail for almost a year.
Botak Chin began to mix up with the wrong crowd, and joined the notorious underground gangster group (Geng 360). His life took a tragic turn when his mother passed away in 1968, prompting him to spend less time at home and more time outside with his new found dangerous friends. He started staying out in their houses and began to get involved in small thefts around the area of Sentul.
Botak Chin was already a gangster in the making, although he was a small sized guy. Together with his 3 friends and equipped with 2 guns, they committed their first armed robbery on 19 April 1969, when Botak Chin was only 18. Amazed by how guns commands respect, Botak Chin bought his own .22 inch revolver and formed his own gang, and within a month in September 1969, he had committed a total of 8 armed robberies. Continue Reading –>
It is ironic how we make others look so low in order to portray how high we are, in any situation.
When Steve Jobs expired, millions mourned the death of Steve Jobs. Loved him or not, millions felt his loss. They went on spreading the news and writing sympathy messages and offering sincere condolences over the demise of Steve Jobs, hailing him as a computer genius. Some, in wanting a quick fame over this issue, wrote against why Steve Jobs should not be hailed as a hero.
One interesting question or picture that spread during those time, was the below image.
Hundreds of thousands shared it, after somehow logic hit them that it is not right to mourn for Steve Jobs too intensely, rather the attention should be shifted towards the millions whom had been dying in other parts of the world due to starvation or poverty.
The funny thing is, in the message ‘million dies, no one cries’, you’re actually pointing to yourself. Who else is supposed to ‘cry’ for this millions if it’s not you? Continue Reading –>
In 2005, the Government allocated 64.84 million for Tamil schools; on top of that another 100 million was given to aid the schools. In 2008, another RM 100 million was allocated and recently announced this year in 2011, we have another RM 100 million allocated for Tamil schools. This three alone, which was announced, totals up to around RM 300 million.
Please take note I’m only talking about allocation for 3 years. You do the maths, how did our children’s and schools end up in such a pitiful condition although hundreds of millions are being allocated for this schools each year? Why do our children’s need to study in such a deprived condition when millions are being ‘allocated’ for their needs? Why are there so many organizations out there helping out these poor kids when they were supposed to be receiving funds from the Government?
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