Another shaggy hippie trying to bond with the exotic east (a brown guy). Usually I just walk on a bit faster after the initial “No”. This time though I’m corner – wedged next to a big table straining with bread, cheese and inexpensive wine.
Cerno: No. And there are some people who would consider that an insult.
At this point I had hoped the geography challenged will leave me alone. But no, the light brigade charges on dimly.
H: Then you MUST be Bangladeshi
A mystified look
H: What are you then?
C: Isn’t it obvious?
A blank face – its his turn to say “no”.
I turn to the table and fish for a good cheese ignoring his awkward hems, hwas and buts.
Yes not too many years ago Cerno was less than compassionate. Particularly towards people who through word & deed demonstrated qualities of a FLWB (not much light and that too inconsistent).
People view the world through the prejudices of their up-bring/life experience. That baggage can be stupid, warped, cruel or enlightened. Its up to me decide if my time and energy is worth being bothered about how they treat me. Within the parameters of self preservation of course. Generally a benevolent approach is the most efficient.
Humans, what ever their local trappings, are the same. Essentially afraid. Hounded by the realisation that life is uncertain. Worried that the unknown, the unseen, the unfamiliar will kill their illusion of a happy certainty. Observing the locals of 3 continents during many many commutes has drilled this realisation into me.
Perhaps I’m tired. Or my hide is thicker than I realise. Or I know the draining stupidity of being pissed off by other people’s ignorance. Most like a cocktail of the above.
Faced with the “Are You an Indian?” I simply deliver the usual about being born and raised in Sri Lanka followed by my global existence. Interesting positive discussions tend to follow.
How does it work for you? Are you Indian 😉 ? You know where the comment box is.