Brown, like my coffee
“Southeast Asian?”
That’s kind of impressive, considering I know desis who think that’s what we are. Not bad, not bad at all.
“Not exactly-”
“Indian?”
His single-word question brought comments from Sepia threads past rushing back to my consciousness. I am Indian, I am not Indian, I cannot be Indian because I do not have a passport, I have the right to self-define, I do not have the right to choose “Indian”…I suddenly felt a bit dizzy.
























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