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Have you ever caught someone talking about you in another language? 😲😳
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Have you ever caught someone talking about you in another language? 😲😳
I pressed the button for floor thirteen. The only other occupants of the lift were two cute girls, who were talking to each other in a highly fake American accent. At the fifth floor, the lift stopped, the door opened, and I was surprised to see an African man standing in front of us. True, Delhi is a favorite destination for international tourists, but people of African origin are still a rare sight. The lift was again on its way. I turned my attention back to the girls. Suddenly, one of them started signaling the other, making big round eyes, first pointing towards her, then towards the African guy. For an instant, the second girl seemed confused, but then she realized what her friend was trying to point out, and both of them burst into silent giggles. I felt really bad for the African guy, who seemed strangely calm. He didn’t seem to mind at all. Emboldened by this, the two girls began talking loudly, but this time, they switched to Hindi. "He’s so ugly, this Blackie!" "Yep, you’re right. Look at his hair. Looks like his head is covered with curly grass." At this, both of them started laughing again with tears in their eyes. "How can somebody have such an ugly face!" I was really embarrassed. Was this my incredible India? The lift stopped. The African guy adjusted his backpack and proceeded to step out. Then suddenly, he turned around, and in impeccable Hindi, said, "It’s better to have an ugly face than an ugly heart!" And then, he was gone. The expression of utter shame and embarrassment on the girls' faces, turning red with rage and humiliation, is something I still cherish to this day.
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I pressed the button for floor thirteen. The only other occupants of the lift were two cute girls, who were talking to each other in a highly fake American accent. At the fifth floor, the lift stopped, the door opened, and I was surprised to see an African man standing in front of us. True, Delhi is a favorite destination for international tourists, but people of African origin are still a rare sight. The lift was again on its way. I turned my attention back to the girls. Suddenly, one of them started signaling the other, making big round eyes, first pointing towards her, then towards the African guy. For an instant, the second girl seemed confused, but then she realized what her friend was trying to point out, and both of them burst into silent giggles. I felt really bad for the African guy, who seemed strangely calm. He didn’t seem to mind at all. Emboldened by this, the two girls began talking loudly, but this time, they switched to Hindi. "He’s so ugly, this Blackie!" "Yep, you’re right. Look at his hair. Looks like his head is covered with curly grass." At this, both of them started laughing again with tears in their eyes. "How can somebody have such an ugly face!" I was really embarrassed. Was this my incredible India? The lift stopped. The African guy adjusted his backpack and proceeded to step out. Then suddenly, he turned around, and in impeccable Hindi, said, "It’s better to have an ugly face than an ugly heart!" And then, he was gone. The expression of utter shame and embarrassment on the girls' faces, turning red with rage and humiliation, is something I still cherish to this day.
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