Not chinkis anymore!

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The northeastern states are a very valuable part of India, we must remember, even as we relish the momos and the music, says Nivedita Louis.

AOur rudimentary knowledge of Indian map begins with Kashmir – Yes, can we forget those icy mountains, apples and the guns, of course, which ends with Madras. Each time I meet someone from up North, I remind them it is Chennai, not Madras, and not the southern tip of the country, they smile and say, “Yes, beta…we know. You Madrasis always say that!” We remember anything but Kolkatta and its rosgullas as the eastern border of the country and conveniently forget the ‘seven sisters and one brother’. For most of us, the Northeastern arm doesn’t even exist in the maps. The Northeast of India is that part of the country that never finds a place in the text books. Please don’t try to recall if we ever read all our books in full, and draw a blank. Whatever little knowledge that filtered past our craniums is unaware of the Northeast. We swallow our momos with gusto, we love being pampered at the salons by the Northeasterners, we furtively adore their women, wait, let me rephrase that, we lust over them on our most common misconception that they are freely ‘available’. What we fail to understand is that the Northeast is very much an integral part of India.

Our pre-conceived notions are so discriminatory that anyone with eyes smaller than ours is obviously a “chinki” to us. An open challenge, close your eyes and try remembering the names of the seven Northeast states. I betcha you wouldn’t get past four or five. When we can’t make out a marble from stones, can we make out people of the Northeast from Tibetans? We truly believe they eat dogs. Where did that notion come from? If we ever get to see a Northeasterner playing with a puppy, all we see is RED! Do we know the hill people don’t even eat meat other than chicken? We despise their food habits, yet we gulp down their hand-made momos in swanky malls. We write and speak volumes about the sacrifices and perseverance of the Gorkha regiment and dutifully ask them, “Are you Nepalis?”, in case we encounter them on road.

Our pre-conceived notions are so discriminatory that anyone with eyes smaller than ours is obviously a “chinki” to us. An open challenge, close your eyes and try remembering the names of the seven Northeast states.

We find their hippie style and coloured hair flamboyant and rakish – thank you, Danny Denzongpa, you did that right! Their low-waist jean pulls our lips in a leer and so does their country style. We sit in judgment over the poor chaps imagining ourselves as Themis, clad in our pan-stained dhotis. Hell, we even laugh at their names – those that sound better than our Kapurs and Kumars. We entertain ourselves with amusement at the name Kiren Rijuju, that must be a tongue-twister for our big, fat tongues!

The insurgency all along the Northeast has never got the required attention, as we remain cocooned in our self-induced coma. Sixteen years of fasting by Irom Sharmila Chanu, and there are people out there who ask “Irom, who?” When Kareena’s pet puppy skips a day’s meal, it is prime time news, and Irom’s continuous fasting remains best ignored. It is this apathy by media and the Government that fails to highlight their plight that pushes more and more people towards taking up arms.

Northeasterners are the third most joked about community, only next to Sardarjis and Madrasis. If it is the intelligence of the Sardarjis, and the purported gluttony of the Madrasis that is being made fun of, it is the appearance and slangs of the Northeasterners.

Just because we tower over a feet tall over the short-statured, good-natured Northeasterners, we can’t point to their cute button noses and say “I am big!”, for we don’t know what a Caucasian will look down at us and say! Racial and gender discrimination against the Northeasterners must end right now, if we are to remain united as a nation. If we still treat them as brethren beyond our borders, they might very well be right in demanding the realignment of borders.


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Nivedita Louis

Nivedita Louis is a writer, blogger and social activist by choice. Bitten by the travel bug, and smitten by nature, she loves travelling and cooking. She blogs at www.cloudninetalks.blogspot.com.

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