Why I Always Choose to Work Alone

 I will narrate an incident which occurred a few years back.

Watch the video above.

Retrograde 

So what happened was, in August of 2024, my students and I visited Puttaparthi. There was a global youth conference.

Image: My students and I during my the trip.

A year later, in 2025, I met an acquaintance in Penang. He happened to poke me about an online attack. Noticing my confused orientation, he shared about a conversation that involved me, in a Whatsapp group.

So it turns out, some middle-age man ( let's keep his identity as Mr. S here ) apparently received a complain, stating that I (Vinnith) went to Parthi to pick a fight with the Vedam lead there. As evidenced in video above, the person added that my interactions with the coordinator was 'far from pleasant'.

Our Mr. S proceeds to share the message in his local Whatsapp group which housed Vedic chanters across Malaysia. He chose to introduce me as someone who is known to 'inflate his ego' by arguing with others.

And Ahoy! a bunch of other middle-age men started attacking me, without verifying the news. You can appreciate the messages below:

Person A is in sheer gratitude because the news enlightened his consciousness. He is now a buddha residing in the highest heavens. Person B is curious as to who the culprit is. 

Person C acts gets creepy by hinting my personal details, which he scarily quotes in detail. Mr. S then shares on how my multiple social media accounts are affecting his life badly.

Person D starts quoting an ancient poet on moral lessons. He claims that he chose to remain positive even after noticing flaws in people, unlike the corrupt Vinnith.

Person E puts person D on a throne. Person F brings a Swami's quote on ego. Person G thanks all the brothers for the awareness created.

Truth

The truth is, I never even had a conversation with the mentioned Vedam lead in Parthi. In addition, the Parthi people are not simply available to any Tom, Dick and Harry for me to go and start an argument. The participants who were actually there can verify this. The funny thing is, none of the men who accused me were actually present there nor was there any official news regarding this.

Yet, a bunch of 7 or more men, within the age of 50-60 chose to pounce on me based on a hearsay Mr. S shared. None of the 7 grown ups even took the initiative to verify the news. 

My then friends, who were in the same Whatsapp group, remained silent about it. None of them defended me. This is what truly shocked me.

Image: The coordinator in Parthi ( front row ) and me ( 2nd row with mic ) reciting together in Kulwanth hall. In what blazes does this look like an argument?

These middle aged men are the ones who I believed, who would support my work. They should stand as supportive seniors. Yet, they behave worse than high school kids who backstab each other. Their children probably possess a higher maturity.

Uncles Harassing My Students

Image: Mr. S approaching my student for a video

Image: When she shared a video from my channel, he insisted that she uploads it to her own channel. He wants to share her chanting without me being in the picture. My student while, mistook his intention as an approval from me because of his association with an organisation I value. He did not notify me about approaching my student, with whom he has no connection or interaction whatsoever.

Crab story

This incident isn't just one. There are multiple horrid experiences I have had with the Indian community in Malaysia. Everyone notices what you do. Yet, they never support. They act like you are invisible. But deep inside, their darkest wish is to see you fall. How do you expect to work with a community drowned in this sick mentality?

We are not a community that ‘gives’. Your closest circle may never congratulate you on your succcess. They may never even speak about you to others. They pretend that you are invisible, while they show immense support to strangers whom they barely know. They will be the ones who talk the most shit about friendship and loyalty while being absent in the most important phases of your life.

Most of the support I get for the things I do are from strangers overseas. You can see this from the response I get in my website and channels. You can barely notice any Malaysian support. 

I only started to grow when I worked alone, with the guide of my guru-s and teachers and the company of my wonderful students. As I shared, none of my so called friends bothered to defend the assault in the chat. These are friends who hug, smile and act saintly in front of me.

And I have never made a better decision. I am so happy that the community stabbed me so bad, I started doing everything myself. It created an exponential productivity that I never imagined.

By the same token, I will continue being the sole author in this website. No teamwork.