I have already written about Asian women and White men. But many still ask why I couldn’t find myself a nice Indian man.
There are 2 reasons.
Reason 1: I fcukin fell in love. Boo! Hoo!
Reason 2 : Every morning, EVERYDAY, for FOURTEEN years, I recited the Indian National Pledge during our school assembly. So goes the first line of the pledge.
“India is my country, all Indians are my brothers and sisters”
Now I fancy myself as forward thinking, experimental and all that . . . but INCEST?
Kabhi Nahin! Woh din dekhne se pehle, mere private parts pey kide pad jaaye, dharti mujhe khaa jaaye.
Tags: Asian women, Incest, Indian National Pledge, Mail order husband, White Men
Posted in Bharatiya Nari, Dating and Mating, Love Immigrant, My India
So i happen to have my final exam tomorrow (III year lit, not that anyone asked!)
and i couldn’t tear myself away from your blog!!!
That is just supremely wrong…!
its reaaaally addictive and i ended up scrolling down and reading EACH entry. I kid you not!
and now i am waaaaaaay behind schedule on the whole revision front.. but guess what?
it was totalllyyyyyy worth the read!!!
i love your story
Thank you Saumia.
Oh my God! I love you already! You are cracking me up! I’m signin’ up to follow ya! FUNNY FUNNY FUNNY!
Dude, I agree, with that pledge of allegiance, you had no choice but to go outside the metaphorical gene pool.
And I am so relieved to hear that America and uber-scary fascist nations are not the only ones to have a pledge of allegiance that everyone is forced to say all the FREAKIN’ TIME!
Now the question is, did I manage to blog-roll you or accidently delete someone? Crap.
Archaeogoddess: Aah! Americans have it too? Must google it.
Trivia- In india the national anthem plays before every movie. And the entire auditorium has to stand up in respect. Sometimes it hard to be respectful and stand still when the popcorn is begging me to eat it.
Wheee! I have been blogrolled!
hahaha! i see other koreans the same way… i can totally relate.
Well, I was born in Singapore so the Indian men were a rare breed. I suppose I look at the Chinese men as ‘brothers’, hahaha.
I recited that pledge once a year (was it Gandhi’s bday? No– that was a holiday!), if the teachers remembered! We used to read it off our school diaries, because nobody knew it by heart, including the principal.
What a load of crock.
lol, you almost made me into your sis-in-law here
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jungs, u should have been writing dialogues for david dhawan movies. u could have beaten kader khan to it i am sure.
BUWAHAhaha
You have an amazing blog. I was just googling about some thing when the link to your blog popped up. I have been reading since two days now (in the office). The one about racism in India was amazing and I appriciate the way you have written. Mostly I burst out laughing after readingthe the other posts scaring my co-workers.
I just wanna mention this one instance. I was travelling in a metro . It was jam packed. Like always some idiot men were sitting on the ladies seat, this one north eastern lady with the cutest little girl of 4-5 years (northeast Indian kids look amazingly cute) was standing, struggling for space. She asked those men to give her the place as it was reserved for women, they abused her back, i am pretty sure she didn’t know what they called her. I was so shocked. I was in Delhi only for a week and I had only heard of Northeast Indians being harassed and here i was watching it happening infront of my eyes. I got up and told her that she could take my seat, she gave me a thankful smile.
Somehow that incident got etched in my memory.
Good on you Avnit. Racism in India is widespread. Sad thing is with years of colonial domination, cast system and social heirarchy, discrimination has become a way of life.