Once in school, her friend had told her "Do you know? Sitting with black girls and boys will make us also black? See am not sitting with Kalyani anymore. My mother told me if i am friends with her again, I will also end up bad and black like her"
Through out her college, she had girls around her who spoke lovingly about fairness creams
When she hit 23, her mother too had panicked about her job making her darker. "Quit being a reporter. Its making you dark and ugly"
Today as she lay under him, moving under him, she saw her arms on his back. Seeing white on black quickly made her withdraw her hands.
He stopped to look at her. She hated herself
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and it was only today that we were having one of our mundane post-lunch conversation about people's obsession about the equation "fair = pretty"
ps: ask safa for the details :)
@ asmita
And this post was inspired by a conversation between a mother and daughter sitting next to me in bus :)
I wish the title wasn't 'Shallowness'. It turns this post into a flat narrative. :(
Rest, I felt incredibly sad for the woman in the post. But you know what's sadder - when i meet dark-skinned women who wish for a fairer complexion, and tell me I am pretty. If I say anything, I am scoffed at because I 'obviously wouldn't understand'. :/
@ shweta
I had felt the same, but no title came to my mind then. hope this one sits better..
And I don't think we "post colonial" countries ever get rid of the many colonial traces
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