You know, I just realized something interesting.
Here in India, I’m definitely in the minority. In fact, the only other caucasians I’ve seen were at the hotel, and then there were maybe 2 or 3 only. So for me it’s a fairly radical departure to my usual environment. But you know what? I really don’t notice it all.
I thought that was utterly fascinating. Not so much in how I might be perceived (yes, I have received a few stares as I walk around), but more in how I perceive myself and my surroundings. I feel completely comfortable and at ease.
Perhaps it’s just that my presence here is readily accepted the indigenous population. Certainly in larger cities like Hyderabad and Bangalore, seeing the occasional white guy probably doesn’t create a sensation. If I decided to venture out into the countryside, I might see a couple more wide eyes.
But even so, it’s an interesting observation to me. I really don’t feel like I’m any different, even though at least in appearance I am quite so. It just goes to show that the color of your skin needn’t make you “different” as long as your accepted by everyone.
That’s kinda cool.
