A Fijian Life, An Indian Heritage

This is Where I Stand in Fiji

Something I wrote last week on this blog got a lot of flak. And not just on my opinions. While I can understand the strong reaction to what I had written, I can’t fathom the personal comments and insults that went around on social media especially by people who have never met me.

If you’re one of those people who judge someone based your assumptions without actually meeting them in person then I’m afraid what you think is really your business. Continue reading

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An Indian Heritage

I Wish Modi Hadn’t Come To Fiji

Change is inevitable and Prime Minister Narendra Modi’s whirlwind stopover yesterday signs for a change of things to come in Fiji. Actually more of an ultimatum. For us to either leap forward and catch up with the global race or be forever left behind. And we Fijians don’t handle changes or ultimatums too well. We had just started coming to terms with our new national identity. We almost had made peace with the 2014 election results. We nearly had it all buried away… Continue reading

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Kuch Bitiya Ki Baatein

Family Is Not Everything

Family. Love them or hate them, you can’t change the fact that they’re yours. One in every 5 people will tell you that their biggest strength and support system is their family however one in every 5 people will also tell you that their biggest issue or cause of problems is also their family! Whether its the Greeks, Italians, Turks or Vietnamese despite the cultural differences and complexities, family is a matter of paramount importance to most societies in the world. Continue reading

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A Fijian Life

Why 2014 Elections Won’t Change Shit in Fiji

I was in the shower when I heard the unmistakable hiss of the town council’s garbage truck yet I had to peer out of the window just to make sure. There it was. Bloody unreliable. Most days it would roll around 4.pm. but days like today it rocks up at 8.45 in the morning. Pulled down a t-shirt and shot out with soap suds still clinging around my ankles. I had to whisk our rubbish bins to safety and bring them inside the compound. In the last 6 months, our bins have been stolen twice. Continue reading

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Kuch Bitiya Ki Baatein

The Good Indian Girls

A cousin once came to stay with us for an year to complete her studies. She was doing a unit on politics in the Pacific, took Japanese language classes in the evenings and wrote poetry. To the 13-year old me, she was the coolest person I knew. Her poetry had rubbed off on me and I would spend hours at night reading my dabbling out loud to her. An year later, she moved back home and the last I heard of her was that she got married to a fellow in the interiors of Tavua, couple of months after moving back. Continue reading

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Thodi Si Unlearned Happiness

Choose You

A time when I wore ribbons in my hair and had braces on my teeth, ‘smart’ people used to be the ones who’d always have their noses stuck in some book. Stereotypically the studious types. Nerds they were called. These days it’s rather your smartphone that’ll give you a smart status. The later version you carry, the smarter you are. Pull out a basic mobile in public and you’ll be pushed down the social hierarchy so fast that any bit of smartness you might’ve had left, will be sucked out on your way down! Continue reading

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A Fijian Life

The Absurdities of My Island Home

I had promised myself that I wouldn’t write anything on Fiji for a little while. I was afraid that my past posts were making me appear somewhat of a national pessimistic, an ungrateful citizen. I am not. (Granted; I’m the queen of contradictions but then it’s a Gemini entitlement!) But it’s just been such an exasperating last few days. Plans made are not working out, running out of  stuff at the worst possible times and clumsiness. I’ve been…just so klutzy, saying the wrong things, ticking the wrong box, spitting chewed gum on other people’s leather couches Continue reading

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A Fijian Life

Dear Politicians of Fiji, Do We Even Live in the Same Country?

Dear Politicians of Fiji,

In my almost 30 years of being a Fiji-Indian  Indo-Fijian  Fiji Islander  Fijian, I will be voting in the national elections for the first time. So I hope you understand that how important this is for me. I assure you that I am taking my voter responsibility very seriously because it is my understanding that should my vote be counted and you are elected, it will be you who will be looking after me for the next 5 years. You see the next 5 years is quite imperative for me. As they say, it’s a woman’s ‘prime time’. And before casting my vote, Continue reading

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An Indian Heritage

Indian TV Serials Made Me More Social!

There was a time when admitting to watching Indian soap operas was the biggest faux pas one could make. Especially in middle school. Even if you were desi. Hindi TV series were for fobs (Well in my school, it was us urban kids vs. the rural). The cool kids watched Parker Lewis Can’t Lose and pretended they knew all what went on Baywatch. Anything Bollywood or Indian TV was disdainfully shunned and forever banished to the uncool planet were those who ever dared to broach into the land of Continue reading

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