My belly hurts...
So, I just got back from my anthropology class. The focus was on Indian culture..particularly arranged marriages. But the thing that really got me was that we had to watch this video of this family structure...they were farm workers with very old fashioned ideas...like my grandfather's era...which is like 20-50's maybe...And i think that's totally misrepresenting to show to a class of people who don't know anything about indian culture...you know? It's like to teach someone about African culture...they show a documentary of ghetto people. That's ridiculous. Because the core of india does not follow these sorts of traditions. The mother in law was talking about how she used to cover her face and crap...and I was thinking to myself...that I've never heard of that ever...from any of the generations I've been exposed to. I mean I know I go around seeing like I don't know anything about what it is to be Indian...but you can't live in a household like mine...and not know how to speak, read, understand, know culture. I guess I let people underestimate me. But that's not the point....it really pissed me off that they show bullshit video's like that. You shouldn't show a video based on the 1920's version of what was moral in a new century unless you particular focus was on the 20's otherwise you're misrepresenting the people. You know? She keeps saying culture is a changing thing...and she shows people videos of crazy women from god knows when living in some isolated village somewhere...complaining about how times are changing and how she liked tradition....it was just gay..it made me very angry.
As for the Nick thing, I guess I spoke too soon. I think if he does like me...he's getting annoyed because I'm very on and off...about saying hi...and stuff...
Lately, people say hi to me...but I don't know. Like the other day, this girl said hi to me while I was leaving my super early morning yoga class...and stuff...and all of a sudden she says how are you...and I just looked at her and smiled...because I didn't know who she was...and it happened so fast...i didn't really get a chance to respond...it made me feel bad...I think she was some girl who knows me on facebook...and then again...at the bus stop on the way back to my dorm...some girl was like nasik! And I didn't respond because that's not my name...and I corrected her but I didn't know who she was....and she came up to me and asked me how i was. So I said I'm good and asked her how she was. But it was still awkward....
anyway i gotta run ttyl
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