Incident 1
I stepped into dry-cleaners cum tailoring shop for altering my Capri pant. I was briefing about required length; the guy was taking measurements and et al. Amidst all this Capri discussion, a question pops - Are you from India??
To this out of context question - I replied, “ Yes, but how do you know?”
Firstly, he said Indians shake their head a lot while talking. Secondly, for affirmative answers also they shake head sideways. It needs to be like this, with proper demonstration, moving his head vertically.
Good and accurate observation.
Incident 2
This incident happened in Rite Aid, a pharmacy store. I was engrossed trying varying lipstick shades on the back of my hand in a serene cool corner. A petite girl arrives and stands next to me. The dumb damsel extends a paper in front of me. I cross read and hand over a five dollar bill. Some sort of fund raising campaign.
She starts reciprocating in a Japanese fashion. Had I counted, it must have been more than ten times, she bend almost at ninety degrees each time. In the end said SHUKRIYA, the first word she spoke. It left me spellbound; next came my reflex question, “how do you know this ?”.
“I have many Indian friends”, she replied casually and left.
It is really amazing how skin color, facial features, behavior reveal our ethnicity. Once abroad, lest we forget, we all are ambassadors of brand India.
I stepped into dry-cleaners cum tailoring shop for altering my Capri pant. I was briefing about required length; the guy was taking measurements and et al. Amidst all this Capri discussion, a question pops - Are you from India??
To this out of context question - I replied, “ Yes, but how do you know?”
Firstly, he said Indians shake their head a lot while talking. Secondly, for affirmative answers also they shake head sideways. It needs to be like this, with proper demonstration, moving his head vertically.
Good and accurate observation.
Incident 2
This incident happened in Rite Aid, a pharmacy store. I was engrossed trying varying lipstick shades on the back of my hand in a serene cool corner. A petite girl arrives and stands next to me. The dumb damsel extends a paper in front of me. I cross read and hand over a five dollar bill. Some sort of fund raising campaign.
She starts reciprocating in a Japanese fashion. Had I counted, it must have been more than ten times, she bend almost at ninety degrees each time. In the end said SHUKRIYA, the first word she spoke. It left me spellbound; next came my reflex question, “how do you know this ?”.
“I have many Indian friends”, she replied casually and left.
It is really amazing how skin color, facial features, behavior reveal our ethnicity. Once abroad, lest we forget, we all are ambassadors of brand India.
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