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I had to go to India. Believe it or not, it was my first time — at the age of I had to go; I had to go alone; and I had to go now. My entire life I have struggled with my ethnic identity, and with a lack of that feeling of belonging to a people or a place. Every day in my life as a Nairobian, my Kenyan-ness is perpetually questioned — whether by the matatu tout, the vegetable seller, or the Kitchener swingers personals acquaintance I have just made that day.
I Places to find men have to justify or insist on my Kenyan-ness, and often my non-Kenyan-ness is simply assumed. It reached a point that I was tired and angry.
I was getting increasingly irritated and hurt every time someone questioned my being Kenyan, or insisted that I was Indian, really. The identity crisis was driving me crazy. A quarter of a century into my life, I decided to take a month off and finally visit my ancestral motherland. My quest was three-pronged: cultural, spiritual, and to figure out my identity.
I set off on an epic journey, hoping to find some answers from that faraway mystical land called India. Born and raised in Kenya amongst the privileged Khoja Ismaili community, my young life was an isolated bubble of community life. Every Friday night at least was spent at the mosque praying, then socializing. Every Saturday morning, I attended religion classes with fellow Ismaili. All social events, festivals, volunteering, competitions, and outings revolved Lonely wife want sex Vero Beach the community.
My exposure to the outside world came through the international schools I attended. I travelled to Canada Montreal, Quebec and the U. Swingers Personals in Pahokee, California for further studies. Suddenly, I represented Kenya, and more often than not, Africa. While patiently and impatiently Rumour mongering nairobians misconceptions and stereotypes about the African continent over the years, I also became aware of my own lack of connection with the Kenya outside my little community.
Upon return home Escorts in staines Kenya, I decided to re-learn my country while simultaneously following my passions, such as human rights, arts, the environment, and writing. I have immersed myself from head to toe to heart to soul in various social justice movements, from SaveLakeTurkana to MauMauArts and many more.
I take every opportunity to explore a new part of my beautiful country, and every day I am filled with more love for the people, nature and the vibrancy of Kenya. In my heart, soul and passions, I am Kenya and Kenya is me. But in reality, the happy union is fractured and a one-way relationship.
I am betrayed by my skin colour, How to find someone new accent, and my broken Swahili. This is why I had to go to India. I had to visit the country that I am continually told I actually belong to. My brethren — yet I stare at them like a curious stranger. It ended up feeling wonderful.
For the first time Indian prostitute melbourne my life, I looked like every other person on the street. Living in Kenya, the average person is black; living in North America, the average person was white. In my opinion, security on the streets in Mumbai and in Nairobi is quite similar.
However, skin colour does make a difference. A final quote from the diary:. I blend into crowds. People glance over me without registering my presence — I am just another Indian. Dressed as modestly as the average Indian female and without make-up or accessories, there is nothing Lady seeking nsa SC Springfield 29146 draws attention to me.
In every conversation I get into, people speak in Hindi, assuming I am a local. In Kenya, I often stand out as the only brown person on the matatu public minibus or strolling down the street in downtown. My lighter skin has money written all over it, so I get quoted higher prices and I am more of a target than my fellow citizens who are the same as me but black. Throughout my travels, I Rumour mongering nairobians many people who were friendly, down-to-earth, proud of their culture, artistically expressive, spiritual and in touch with nature.
I saw majestic palaces, holy lakes, magnificent diverse spice plantations, the serene shaded backwaters of the south, chaotic vibrant city life, peaceful spiritual centres, and my rural village home.
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India is unbelievably diverse and beautiful. My Star trek dating service dip of the toe has made me desire to return there, perhaps for a year. Back to the identity search, random little things made me feel at home in India:. Then again, India is a foreign land to me, and I do not remotely understand any of its indigenous languages. I am and always will be Kenyan before anything else. However, my history and culture is rooted in India, and parts of me feel that ancestral connection.
One complication to Wife flashes truck drivers into the mix is my lack of belief in borders. Borders as they exist today mostly serve to divide and separate.
I do not believe in patriotism or nationalism. I do believe in the equality of all humans across races, religions or lack ofgender, orientation, political viewpoints, so-called social classes, profession or lack ofculture, and so-called nationality.
This being said, it does not entirely make sense to claim that I am Kenyan before anything else, neither The life errotic, nor Ismaili, nor brown — Woman looking real sex Appleton City, I am human. On the other hand, these identity groupings have each played their part in forming the person I am today. It feels good to belong to a community. Perhaps I could claim a mixed ethnic identity: I am a Kenyan citizen, of Indian origin, with an Ismaili cultural background.
However, such an identity claim only feels right to me as a spicy backdrop to my true identity as simply human.
Every other human out there is my extended brother or sister Red door club mcallen aunt, niece, etc. You are me and I am you. Am I Kenyan or Indian? Narissa Allibhai. May 05, A wannabe Kenyan in a brown bubble Born and raised in Kenya amongst the privileged Khoja Ismaili community, my young life was an isolated bubble of community life.
Amongst my black Kenyan friend circles, I am often painfully aware of my lighter skin tone. I am similarly constantly aware of my jarring accent, international schooling, different community background, non-Kenyan heritage, foreign native language, and certainly an unintentional social privilege.
Although my friends assure me that Online dating millionaire matchmaker am one of them, I feel more like an honorary than a genuine Kenyan. A member of a brown community in which I feel alien.
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To me, a brown Kenyan Khoja and a black Kenyan Luo, say, are exactly the same until I have met said people. The Khoja community in Kenya is definitely privileged, and not fully integrated — and the blame for this falls on a lack of efforts from both black and brown Kenyans. Straddling cultures. I love and eat regularly ugalimbuzi fry and Tiny pink pill wiki as well as a good serving of sev puri, khitchdior a home-made vege curry with roti.
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My ears buzz with various Kenyan and Indian languages, leaving me fluent in just one — colonial English. I comfortably sway my hips to Kenyan Afro-pop and Afro-fusion, manipulate my knees to Lingala beats, twist my entire being to Bollywood hits, and to Springfield armory 1911 gi model some spice, shake my shoulders with Ethiopian eskista. My current friends circle consists entirely of black Kenyan artists and activists, whereas my dearest and best friend since I began to accumulate memories is a brown Ismaili.
Romantically, I have had an equal of brown, black Young gril hot sex white partners. I felt much more comfortable and able to be myself without that pretentiousness. My legs always seem to fold themselves into that comfortable cross-legged position, whether I am in the office, at lunch, or taking an exam. Funny little thing but it made me feel like I belonged. The Indian hospitality was felt almost everywhere.
It was so genuine and wholehearted that I felt entirely welcome. Further, I identified with the authenticity and sincerity of welcoming all people familiar or stranger and having Salt Lake City Utah chix love black dix, positive interactions obviously not every interaction was perfect, but the cultural hospitality is undeniable.
People addressed me in Hindi, assuming I was Indian. What a contrast to Kenya where even a native Swahili-speaker addresses me in English, assuming I am a foreigner who will not understand Swahili! Ironically, I understand Swahili but not a word of Hindi. Of course, it helped to look like everyone else.
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