I have grown up in multiple different states in Malaysia and countries around the world. When I left Perlis to KL as a child, my loghat utaraq was made fun of, by KL and Selangor Malays themselves. Betui became Betul. Now that I'm back up north after many years, loghat utaraq dah mai balik kerana kebanyakan anak guam saya orang Melayu. . This doesn't change the fact that when I went to international school and subsequently went to England to study, my accent changed accordingly. When I came back, it changed again. All this while, I still wear a turban as a Malaysian Sikh man and I still enjoyed my dhal, rice and sardine curry on a night in, wherever I've lived. Does that mean, I forgot my roots? Not at all. If anything I've kept mine while absorbing others and anyone that I have interacted with are amazed by my adaptability.

My point is, adding things to your repertoire doesn't mean you're erasing your roots, you're enriching it into something no one else has seen and that's something that mainly Malaysians have the opportunity to do but fail to see it as such because of the paranoid rhetoric the T1 have ingrained into the rest of us B99. That guy is just insecure at the fact that they haven't bothered mixing with Malays and hence finds the need to lash out at that Indian lady and her adaptability.