It's been a few weeks since I moved back. The main reason to not shed many tears while leaving Bangalore was the racism that has emerged out of nowhere. But here, in less than a month I've heard "admi log k beech kyu bol rhi hai aap" from a broker (I blamed his education); "saali double battery" from a random audience at Bassi's show (I again blamed his education, a little to loudly this time); filled a police clearance form asking for "spouse name/পত্নীর নাম" like it's impossible for a Bengali female to fill the form unless they want only lesbian couples renting out (again, education?). What's with this sexism all around. Calcutta was never this way! Or I have been in blind love? Like always in love? Was this all a mistake? Like always in love?
But then, last Friday, I drove through torrential rain and heard Jimmy on Dilse; my heart instantly knew, all shall eventually be well. One way ticket, was and would always be worth the struggles. Inshallah :")
Video is for the doubt days. But cut down on sexism, you.
2 comments:
Your Kolkata is tinted! I face this everyday, especially as I have to deal with people who usually take orders from the men
The contractors, labourers, society staff. They find a lady's dictum hard to digest. So double work for me.
And Bong men are pseudos. At least my generation, they talk of freedom, but up close finds it difficult to live with.
All men are pseudos, across generation, race, phase, everywhere, everyday.
I thought atleast Kolkata would be different but alas! Ki shashosh shobar. And everyone talks like a gunda
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