Kotama Sa ga

We Punjabis, have a very unique dish. It is called Kotama saga and Popeye the SailorMan hijacked it a long time ago and called it spinach. Our civilisation and religion is only 300 years but we have moved further then most indigenous people who are racially segragated in their own homeland. In Malaysia lol. We were jagas and called bengalis, how ignorant, people from Bengal are called Bengalis, we are called Punjabis and Sikhs, the Aryan warriors. We are also called the warrior race to those who know our history. Nowadays you don't see any more jagas at banks as most of their children are professionals, running their own business or in upper management. Anyway from my humble beginnings, i extend a hand of friendship to all Malaysians who care to share their two penny worth on any subject on earth,especially people social issues.

I write best when i drink

Some people might find it offensive. Especially if they are muslims. Some of my best friends use to be muslims. We played football together. I studied in Lasalle School. It was tough, we were poor, but when we had enough, we shared. Indians, Chinese, Malays, Sikhs and damn everyone else. We are the greatest nation on earth and we act so small. We have everything and yet nothing. Politicians divide us and like the British, try to divide and rule. What a joke? Are we that naive?. Or stupid? I have a dream, I want to be Malaysian and i dont want to say i am an Indian, Chinese or Muslim and i dont want people out there to deny what i am, enough, leave it alone, i am fed-up, when can you guys stop! RPK got a lots of balls. I admire him. Damn, that man has a lots of balls, i am not like him, probably will never be like him. Honesty works for me, like family and his wife, you think i am looking for credit, smile walk on.

I sit in a coffee shop. I tell people what RPK writes about, and i influence people. I am not a balls carrier but the truth will set u free

Typhoon Nargis

The tragedy is dumbfounding. I awoke to the horror and my fellow human were being slaughtered, not buddist monks by a phyco junta and a man who calls himself a General but poor peasants again. How do we fight the forces of nature? Some call it an act of GOD. After all the satellites and tracking devices this world has, we could not warn 100,000 people to evacuate. What a joke! Only the poor suffer and die and we say what a shame, the pictures makes us look at our kids and pray that we never have to go hungry again.Damn, 100,000 people are dead and we, the world, have so much, it should be pouring into Burma like a banjir (flood). I cry tears of regret of being human and able to feel sometimes i wish i could not feel. I did what i could i gave what i can afford, please give if you can.