This text is brown, just like me.
I’m a teenage girl who was born in the United States from two Indian immigrants. Some immigrants have stories of great accomplishment or terror; my parents have neither and that is something to be thankful for.
I have many things to say on the topic of Indians, so I’m going to limit this as an introduction; not to my culture, but to me. I can understand my parents native language of Hindi, but I choose not to speak it. For one, any accent I may have had has faded, making me sound absolutely ridiculous when I speak. Another is that a lot of people can’t understand what I’m saying anyways, and there may have been a traumatic childhood experience of my grandmother laughing at me when she couldn’t understand a word I was saying. (My grandmother doesn’t speak English). I can’t read or write Hindi but I may slowly learn later.
I eat Indian food almost everyday and I know how to make a decent amount of things. If you gave me flour, water, and yogurt, I could make a full meal, albeit simple. I love watching Bollywood movies; it annoys me when they’re too corny/silly but it’s always fun. I have many things that I don’t like about Indians, and I also have many things I’m proud of. That can be saved for a later time though.
If anyone happens to be reading this or any of my other posts, let me know by leaving a comment. I would love to hear everyone’s input and opinions about my blog so far. Also, I feel like I should have a little closing catchphrase…the only thing that comes to mind is Natalie Tran’s “Stay well, eat fruit, and remember…” I’ll have to think of something.