I had to take my car for a repair job yesterday. Did not have the chance to eat anything before I went for the repair appointment so I asked the guy at the workshop if there were a place nearby to eat.
So he brought me to the stalls behind the workshop near the entrance to the Renault Service Centre. There were a few Indian stalls. As I was picking out my food I heard an Indian Lady standing behind me and chatting with the owner of the stall in Tamil fluently.
Then I heard another Chinese lady said something I could understand. She said "Orang India". As I turned around to look, I noticed that she wasn't an Indian lady, she was a Chinese lady translating the deal for her friend in to Hakka.
Mr Najib, just to let you know we were already 1 Malaysians in 1963. This spirit was destroyed by your father's affirmative policy in 1969. I do hope you can bring it back, only then I will respect you as a Malaysian, as a Prime Minister.
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Like the Lone Wolf howling through the night to communicate with it's distant friends and companions these are the inner thoughts to my soul
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