White Fetish and Fear of Darkness

What is common between an Indian aunty looking out for a suitable match for her son and a fair and lovely (now glow and lovely) advertisement?

No, it’s not women.

It’s women with fair-er skin.

The obsession of Indians with White Skin traces its roots way back ! It is not a new concept, rather it has been a way of controlling and monitoring the conquered population since 1500BC.

Aryans (a Sanskrit term which translates to “noble” or “honorable”) were considered the conquerors of Dark Skinned Dravidians which made them the de facto “Superior” race. India has been consistently ruled by the Light Skinned tzars :  Britishers, Mughals, Persians making people believe that Skin is the symbol of Superiority. In Hinduism, there is a whole Sanskrit word Asuryasparsh – referring to someone who has light skin, not touched by the Sun and is therefore pure and rich.  Dark skinned Dalits have been stigmatized in India , for thousands of years, and this harmful traditional practice is still prevalent. They are mentioned and treated as “Untouchables” by the people of the dominant caste. 

Historically, those who belonged to the upper caste were more light skinned as compared to the lower caste as they spent most of their time indoors rather than working under the Sun as physical labourers. During the British Colonial rule, the officials constantly belittled the dark skinned Indians and preferred the fairer ones over them. As a result of nearly 200 years of British colonial influence, remnants of their tactics that aggravated colorism still remain in Indian society.

The real fascination started in 1978 when Unilever launched a product called Fair & Lovely, “one of the most trusted brands for young women in India”. It’s advertisements focused on women with dark complexions who suddenly find romance and glamorous careers after using the “Fair and Lovely” whitening cream.  A controversial 1990 ad featuring a young Indian woman who is heartbroken after hearing her father say, “Kaash beta hota / If only I had a son.” She runs to her bedroom crying and sees a Fair and Lovely ad after which she has been shown as a happy, independent woman, taking her parents out to dinner. The father beams approvingly.

In the early 2000’s, the Television did make dark skinned women believe that they should aspire to be fair. 

One market research firm even reported that more skin lightening creams are sold in India than Coca Cola.

From a very tender age, the very own family members of girls start telling things like – Oh you’re black, now who will marry you? Whenever they want to have a laugh, they use derogatory remarks like Kaali-kaluti, baigan looti / Blacky-black smeared, she robbed the color of an eggplant, Neegro, 

African, etc. Not just humans, we haven’t spared our Gods and Goddesses either. Unlike most Hindu Goddesses which are depicted as fair skinned, Kali (a warrior Goddess) is portrayed as dark blue/black, full of rage with her tongue out.

Colourism is not just limited to India, it has existed for centuries in one of the most socially advanced countries – America. Even in the 21st century, Black women  face the ‘Angry Black Woman’ stereotype which labels them as loud, aggressive, unhygienic and physically threatening.

Discussing the color of a girl’s skin has been an age old tradition! 

The fear of Darkness arises when “Not so fair” girls reach a marriageable age. Mothers try out home remedies by making their daughters bathe with milk and Sandalwood/rose petals so that they become fair naturally and their skin colour gets “Saaf” (clean) because apparently dark skin isn’t clean enough !

“What’s sad is we are all Indian, which automatically makes us Brown- yes we come in different shades but no matter how much you try to distance yourself from Melanin (a pigment produced within the skin in cells which decides the skin colour), you just can’t”, says Suhana Khan (daughter of actor Shahrukh Khan) who has been told she is ugly because of her skin tone, by full grown men and women, since she was 12 years old. Imagine, being 20 and having to deal with such hateful comments just because you are Brown!

 Not just women, men have also been trolled for their skin colour but it’s not so entrenched like it is for dark skinned Indian women.

“I was trolled for a while on social media for my skin colour, says Vishnuraj S Menon (Mr. India, 2016). Questions on ‘How can such a brown-skinned or dark guy win such a competition’ popped up quite often and honestly, it did affect me”

In the beginning, he was also not sure how to handle social media or hateful comments. But within a month’s time, he learnt to take it positively and started thinking of himself as a stereotype ice breaker. 

The fact that he won is proof enough that what mattered wasn’t his skin colour but also the skills and the hard work behind polishing them all.

The “Bleaching Syndrome” concept fits well in Indian scenario which makes a person believe that Fair is Superior and Prettier. It comprises 3 major components- The first is Psychological: This involves self-rejection of dark skin and other native characteristics. Second, is Sociological : It influences group behaviour (hence the phenomenon of dark skinned celebrities bleaching their skin). Last one is Physiological : It is not limited to just bleaching the skin. It can also mean altering hair texture and eye color to mimic the dominant group. 

 From Indian matchmaking to fair and lovely (now glow and lovely) ads on tv, Indians have been convinced that if a girl isn’t “fair”, she isn’t beautiful.

It’s high time to end colourism and treat every individual with dignity no matter what their skin colour is. Let’s stop participating in discussions which involve how “kaala/ kaali” someone is, let’s stop enquiring about a girls skin colour when it comes to finding a suitable match, let’s not hesitate in trending “Tall, Dark and Beautiful” and lets not forget that every human is much more than the colour of their skin.

debunking myths on coronavirus

Sitting on a couch ? Watching Netflix? Too lazy to get out of your comfort zone? Well, MOVE THAT ASS !

Because there are very high chances that someone sneezed or coughed on that bag of chips you’re about to open. ‘Someone’ could be anyone ranging from TOM HANKS to KANIKA KAPOOR (just kidding! its very less likely that these people would go out to get a bag of Chips) but you do realise the amount of risk your Cheetos is exposed to, Don’t you?

Also, WHO recommends using hand sanitiser only as an alternative when you don’t have soap and water, So what y’all lazy bums should exactly do?

Put that packet under the direct sunlight if your hunger can wait. If not, then wash it off with dettol and water. That might actually help ! “Ultraviolet light can be a really powerful disinfectant and we get a lot of UVA light from the sun,” says Daniel Kuritzkes an infectious disease expert at Brigham and Women’s Hospital. “Direct sunlight can help rapidly diminish infectivity of viruses on surfaces,” he says.

Enough information has been circulated over the Internet emphasising on laying your eyes on the alcohol content before purchasing a sanitiser, so I won’t preach y’all on Why you should keep aside all those shiny, glittery, delicious vanilla smelling cupcake sanitisers for sometime and use the basic ones containing not less than 60% alcohol. NEVER FORGET TO CHECK THE LABEL !!!

Is that it? Ofcourse Not.

ADDRESSING THE FUSS ABOUT N95 MASKS

Say  you run out of groceries and decide to pay a visit to whichever store is nearest. You accidentally come in contact with a person who later turns out to be TOM HANKS- He coughs and the droplets jump out of his mouth to yours. WHO says ” You can be infected by breathing in the virus if you are within 1 metre of a person who has COVID-19″

This leaves you with two possibilities-

1- You were wearing a tight-fitting surgical mask covering your entire nose and mouth. These masks are designed to block liquid droplets, and might lower the chance of catching the virus.

2- You were wearing a N95 mask (Not necessarily the haute couture bridal ones, jk!). NO doubt they are most effective, but due to shortage in supply they should be left for healthcare workers who are at a greater risk for catching the infection.

WHAT TYPE OF MASKS TO PUT ON?

It is OKAY to not put any  type of mask and cover your mouth with a plain cloth as long as you are maintaining social distancing.

STOP, READ THAT AGAIN!

“Because of the short supply, people without symptoms or without exposure to someone known to be infected with the coronavirus can wear a cloth face covering over their nose and mouth. They do help prevent others from becoming infected if you happen to be carrying the virus unknowingly. “- Harvard Health Publishing

WARNING – DO NOT TOUCH YOUR FACE!!!

Studies have shown that a person touches his face 15-24 times in an hour giving an average of approx 500 times a day. Wearing protective gear is pretty much useless if like you have to end up touching your face umpteen number of times in a day.

What to do about it?

Isn’t it cool that there’s a web based app(donottouchyourface.com) which would alarm you every-time your hand strayed to your face?  Mind you ! Viruses can live on desktop for days specially these days when “work from home” has become a new normal, you constantly need to  remind yourself to not touch your face.

STAY CALM, DON’T PANIC & FIGHT CORONA!

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Doing something you don’t love

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Why am I pretending to pay attention when I am least interested in what is being taught? Do I have the potential to become another Zuckerberg in this world of unknowns? Do I really belong here? These internal thoughts started to bother me when I was forced to study a course I was not very much fond of. It really feels sickening when you are just a few metres away from reaching the destination but then you are made to reroute. The initial days of college were quite depressing , I used to go just for the sake of attendance and tried way too hard to incline towards the subjects being taught in class. Somehow, I managed to get a decent score in the first semester but that was solely because I had no other option than to study for the exams. There were no distractions, the humans around me sounded lame and uninteresting which eventually made me aloof. Whenever I was sad/upset, there was no one to share those emotions with, so it eventually made me cover them up.

What is a competitive market , how balance sheets work made no sense to me. Entering a class full of over enthusiastic students gave me anxiety.

There have been days when interacting with others was so easy for me. All I used to do was just hit a convo, but now even such a simple thing feels extremely difficult. Now, I think twice before approaching a person in college because none of us share a common intellect. I am not sure of how they would react if I told them my sob story- Will they sympathise or they will judge?

I started envying the girls who came in groups, who laughed together, ate together, walked together and that’s how I became an introvert. It wasnt by choice but because I had no choice. I still feel if I had pursued a course of my choice, things would have been a bit different.

Introvert? By choice or because of no choice?

It is pretty easy to convert an easy going extrovert teenager into an introvert- Just land them up in a university/course which is not of their choice and your job is done! From sitting in a classroom full of students to going to the mall all by myself, from pretending to be reading on that train to being on the sidelines at social events, I started inculcating all the traits of introversion. Take a note parents- Dragging your child for a traditional course just to get a degree will for sure make him / her independent but it is as useless not getting one.

You have no time to waste, so aim for a secured future by pursuing MBA, they told me, but what my parents actually meant was you dont have time to chase your dreams because its useless to pursue a course which wont support your engineering degree. Partially, they were correct but if given a chance I would anytime choose my happiness over a degree.

Locking yourself from the world, taking antidepressants isnt the only definition of depression. Sometimes when people become hushed, when they start accepting that they belonged to a particular place, they lose all hopes. From childhood, most of the parents fill their childrens ears by giving them all the logical reasons for taking up traditional courses instead of letting them explore their passion. Parents should never force their children to follow their footsteps or go for a particular course just because they feel it is right but daddies need to understand they arent always right.

What is required from parents is to broaden their perspective to appreciate that the child is different from them and has a unique combination of skills and passions.

In this way, they will be less stressed and the children will be free to choose the course which interests them.

Is love eternal?

Love is beautiful. It is when your heart starts pounding unusually seeing his name on the screen. That fluttery feeling in your stomach when you plan to meet him for the very first time. The long hours of lying in the bed and just talking about the day . And sometimes sleeping on the phone. Stress buster. Pain Reliever. Love is the combination of all. Nobody who has truly fallen for a person has ever done a reality check. Nor do they care about their background. Time passes by , and the level of closeness augments. From picking up fights on silly things to inculcating each others habits- love gets cosier day by day. Spending the whole day together and still not getting bored of each other, going to places with one other to an extent that people stop recognising when one of you isn’t there.

Love is limitless. It knows no boundaries. Lying to your parents just to watch a movie with your lover, trying to turn down the camera of your house for that one night out, bunking classes to spend some more time together, giving up all the bad habits to get that acknowledgement, silently taking the offence just to listen to ‘ You are the one’.

But everything comes down to a state of annihilation when the one’s who gave you birth don’t approve it. When standards don’t match. When they want you to settle for someone who has a real job. And then everything hits you like a truck. You try pushing him away with the heaviest heart. He tries all the means to get back to you but you push him even harder this time leaving him with no probability to come back. And then you cry. The soul longs for the touch and that smell. It carries you to places where you can get your memories refreshed. Where you can picturise the two of you having a moment. You keep going to those places until the day you suddenly see him standing where he used to. And it starts aching. Aching to an extent that you just wanna run away to a whole new planet and never want to hear his voice again. You try to move on but nobody seems to fill that void. Then, you decide to just live by those memories until your heart aches a little less while creating the new ones.

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