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Not Brown Enough to Be Indian

Pallavi Joy,
Philadelphia, PA

Growing up in a 97% white school system, and being raised by one Indian immigrant parent and one Indian American parent really affected the way I saw myself and my race. I was always too brown in school to fit in with all the white kids, but in Indian circles I was too American. Not fully fitting in with my American culture or Indian culture is a defining feature of my life whether or not I want it to be. I am still learning how to love my dual cultures.

Boy From America’s Heartland, Indian American

Photo-Rahul-Iyer1Rahul Iyer,
Mesa , AZ.

I graduated high school from Dixon IL, a small town halfway between Rockford and Moline, in the Northwestern part of Illinois. Dixon IL is a small town, and boyhood home of former President Ronald “Dutch” Reagan. Cornfields surrounded the town. I am the son of two medical doctors who practiced in the small town of Dixon IL. I was the only Asian Indian in my graduating class in High School. We were functionally assimilated into American life; but we were not socially or politically assimilated into American life. I had a middle to upper middle class upbringing in the down of Dixon IL.

To others, in regard to religion, we were misunderstood (we are Hindu). We were different. We looked different. We ate different foods. We had the money to be called upper middle class, but we did not fit in with others socially. We were different.

Will you have an arranged marriage?

krishna1Krishna Ghodiwala,
Washington, DC.

I am an Indian American woman who was born in Canada, immigrated to the US at the age of 3, and went on to receive an excellent education that has helped me pursue a successful career in US politics and issue advocacy. My Indian heritage is a big part of my identity, but for all of the cultural wealth my ethnic and geographic backgrounds have to offer to someone eager to ask questions, this one is the most common. As a brown woman, no matter what progress I bring to the table, age-old notions of exoticism and helplessness follow me around like a sad puppy. I can’t just be another young professional woman who lives a normal and independent–emphasis on independent–life. People pry for tidbits of a drama that they couldn’t even dream of partaking in: “Do your parents know you date? Would they be mad? Do you have to marry an Indian? Will you have to get an arranged marriage?” Yes. No. No. No. Just no.

“But where are you FROM from?”

Roshni Brahmbhatt,
Muncie, IN.

It’s probably the most infuriating thing that I hear on a daily basis. I work at an electronics store and I’m an Indian American so most people look at my brown skin and avoid talking to me because they’re fearful I have an accent. Then I speak (without one) and they feel better. But they still look at me like I’m different. Then comes to dreaded question “Where are you from?” It’s difficult to answer this because I know what they’re actually asking, but I was born in the United States. I usually reply with “I’m from Indiana.” which sparks the next question “But where are you FROM from?” and those words make me so angry because of their stereotypes about me.

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