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Beware this is gonna be a RANT.. and it is a Repost .. Got the same feeling again today so putting it again ..  I am not in a good mood today, been to a wedding too .. PEOPLEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

I am sick and tired of this phrase. Especially when a fellow Indian asks me that question… Don’t get me wrong… its fair enough if a white guy asks me that… He does not know because for him all brown skin people are the same…

But when an Indian asks me I usually reply from where you are….

This is a common thing you enter a pub, if you meet someone for first time they will be like

“Kehda pind hai apna” (what village are you from)…

Reply- “Muktsar”…

Malwai hain ke Majhe da … (these are areas in Punjab; it is divided into areas… MALWA – DOAB- MAJHA etc)

I must say when I was in India I did not have a clue about this, but here in UK it is like that, further divisions nation-state-area… I bet it’s gonna go to neighbourhood too 🙂

So I have no idea what Muktsar falls under still… Depending on the area you are from, the circle you sit changes a lot especially in pubs or wedding halls.

I would like to reply to these people when they ask me Where am I from That

” Sat samundaron paar mera sohna watan

jida mishri warga paani
jithe zare zare which pyar

Yaar main uthon da
Jithe Jamiya Bhagat Singh Sardar

(“Seven seas apart My beautiful cuntry ..    Where the water is like syrup …  where there is love every where ..

OH my friend I am from there .. Where was born Sardar BHAGAT SINGH “)

Does it matter where I from am?

Will it make me a better or bad person depending on the area?

OH YES… dont smile or think I have gone mad writing this… It does matter because it really is a big issue here in UK, among the Asian (Indian) community… I was surprised when “M” (short for Muthu) a friend from Tamil-Nadu found out that I was actually from Punjab, don’t know what he was thinking I was from originally, I guess a lot of people in south have names like Bikramjit SINGH 🙂 (Ok that was sarcy)… but If I am from Punjab does it make me a bad person or what… He stopped coming to my house, stopped taking my calls.

Till I was “BIK” it was fine, later I got to know from his girl friend who worked in the same office as me, that his parents were Brahmins, since I ate meat they had aked there son to stay away from me.. These are the same parents who stayed in my house for two months when there Son could not afford to buy a house and was living on rent, Why was he stupid enough to get his parents over dont ask me ?… I mean that’s hypocracy.. He went to pubs with me to drink… Here I must say he was/is ok with white people, I see him now and then in pubs with that group and its ok cause gora’s eat beef and Beef is not meat and not at all against his religion 🙂.

I am really surprised in today’s day and age this sort of racism still exists, wonder how it is in India.

The problem with meat, I must laugh, here at McDonalds we get cheese burgers, If you ask for a cheese burger, it has a slice of MEAT in it, that meat is BEEF… So Mr. “M” has gone with me a hundred times for a quick bite, ordering cheese burgers… where did the religion go then eating all that Beef.

I really find it funny. If it is to be thought in region way then Punjab has always been higher in the chain, I belong to a JATT/Sikh which if I am not wrong was martial race equivalent to Kshatriya’s So I am higher in the chain in that sense too. So why would it be a problem to be friendly with me. This is not just my story I am sure it happens to a lot others too or has happened, I was chatting with another mate who is in chicago , he too had the same views, he was a bit over dramatic and said dont be friends with anyone other then same caste, same religion, same region.. But thank god I am not like that.. I feel all Humans are equal END OF.

I mean Mr. “M” when you bought your first car and borrowed money from me to pay for it, should you not have thought about asking which area I belong to at that time, the money was tainted.

It’s really sad that living in a foreign place we are so divided, we don’t find this in Pakistani community they stick together whatever region they are from, but Us Indians it is Punjab-south-north-east… Sikh-Hindu-Muslim Jatt-Majhbi-Brahmin
poor-rich etc etc etc…

Ah well I guess I have had my Rant for the day.. so I should shutup maybe there is something wrong with me , I am from Punjab not from India..

Have you ever dreamed or thought what life would be if some moments in life that have gone by turned out different…

Well lately I have been thinking about it a lot , I know I have written about what if this or what if that … anyway have had some pretty tough days in the recent past, hence the thought of what if..

I was the only male child in my family hence spoilt, my grand parents loved me to bits, Daddy as I called my grandpa had a second marriage, my dad being the son from the first marriage, Things were not good but for some reason my grand ma and pa loved me to bits, I remember an episode that I am reminded a lot many times By my Bhua (my dads step sister) she had come from USA to visit us, with her son and daughter, who were same age as me 4 or 5 years old.. I am reminded to this day how there was snake in the courtyard of the house and my grand-ma ran and picked me up , took me inside, I take it for the love for Me. Anyway the reason why I said this was what if My Dads mum had not died and my grand pa was not married again, will there be still the same problems that we had Once my grand pa passed away.

My grand ma loved me so much, I was practically raised by her since my mum was very young when she got married, and suddenly to change. I remember when I was in hostel my grand pa and Ma both coming to visit me every other weekend, The money I got for the festivals… Anything I wanted if my dad said no, I would get it from my grand parents. I spent more time with my grand parents all the time. But all that changed once my grand dad passed away, I remember getting the call early morning about 3 am from my dad telling me about my Daddy, thankfully there was a flight at 9Am, got that ..

I mean my cousins they are all born and live in USA, hardly visited India ever, Suddenly when my grand pa passed away it was like All flights come to india, that’s when the problems started the property, the shops etc etc.. why is there so much greed in people, Why is the sudden love and affection comes into the Fore when someone dies, where were they all when Grand pa was alive. Anyway I am not sure why I am writing this. I have been under a lot of stress with the other side of the family asking me to sell off a part of the property but I don’t want to , after all that is what we have inherited from our parents. How can you just sell it away.

I asked this question from my cousin and I got a mouthful regarding it, I asked them I would buy it off them if they are so keen to sell it off, the calls I got , the threatening calls telling me I dare not come to india, I mean WHAT THE F____.

Hence all this problem and the QUESTION WHAT IF..

What if my real grand mother had not died.. but on other hand the question is why this sudden change in my grand mother suddenly, have I changed or has she.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH relations and relatives why did we have them.. Am I wrong if I want to keep my part of the property, I don’t want to SELL. Moreover why would anyone want to take what is given to them on a silver platter, I have worked hard for where I am now, bought my own house, it is such an elevation a thrill to sign on the dotted line and getting those keys to YOUR OWN HOUSE. I guess it’s the thrill of easy money, the hard work put in by our elders to make the property and other stuff we don’t see, till we have to do it ourselves and have to work hard to earn it ourselves.

Anyway I am glad I wrote this , I have had my rant…. 🙂