A Story of Malaysia’s minorities. — From when I was a child until I was 17, I was scared of Malay people. I wish I could tell you that this was because of some traumatic incident that imprinted itself upon my psyche: maybe a scary security guard who magnified in Freudian proportions to roam the depths…

A story of Malaysia’s migrant workers. — Imagine that you are poor. You have always been poor. You father was poor, your grandfather was poor, and your family through the generations have always been poor. They were farmers or fishermen, or shepherds: life has never been easy: but through hard work, persistence, prayer, and not a little luck, they’ve survived down to…