Saturday, June 12, 2010

Living In Malaysia: Evil Indians

Racist stereotyping is alive and well in Malaysia.  Some people bitch and moan about it, but our mate Saravanan who runs Kusar Cabana pub has tonnes of fun with it.

"You know I went to Kuantan last week, right?" he tells me while leaning over the bar.  "Well, my youngest daughter caught a chill, so we gave her some medicine. She complained it tasted nasty so we stopped outside this coffee shop and I went in to buy a bottle of water."

"The second I walked in I saw the cashier look all worried.  The owner was there, a lady, also looking worried.  I look and I know what they are thinking!  They see this big black Indian man, right?  So they think I'm going to rob them, because that's what Indians do!"

Sara giggles, and continues, "So I walk in veeeeery slowly, and look from side to side without smiling, you know, like a mean look.  By the time I get to the counter, I can see they're thinking give him what he asks for! and they're ready to reach for the cash."

"So I stand there, unsmiling.  Then, when they're all good and nervous I ask for a mineral water.  You've NEVER seen such fast service!  I look at them, still unsmiling, and then reach sloooooowly into my pocket.  They're all holding their breath, wondering what will come out.  A knife?  A gun?  Then I slap the dollar on the counter and they all jump!"

"I'm telling you, being a big Indian fellah is a lot of fun!"

The pic is of Sara with one of his favourite toys: an elastic band gun.  I'm just happy they didn't see him with this.  They would have had a heart attack.


The Chair Speaks said...

Maybe that moment Saravanan look like some desperate illegal immigrant! LOL!

Mishkat said...

I'm glad Saravanan can have a sense of humor about this, but attitudes like that are so frustrating!

Anonymous said...

Whatever race, there's always a gun one way or the another.

Ellen Whyte said...

What I didn't say was that Sara was off to do the 10 year anniversary prayers for his dad. While he ws in Kuantan, he took his kids to the beach, and then went to the Down's Syndrome home to spend time with the kids, buy them lunch etc. He's got a heart the size of a planet, and it's gold all the way through.

Katnip Lounge said...

Racism and bigots...I would like to say I'm perfect. The best I can say is I'm trying my damndest to see people as just that: people.
Good story.

Memories of Eric and Flynn said...

We had no idea it was like that in Malaysia. They should follow the lead of the cat world where all can live in harmony.
We came over to say thank you for reminding us that it was you who gave us the award. We have altered it in our post now.

Cat-from-Sydney said...

Aunty Ellen,
It's so sad to know that some of my Mama's countrymen have that attitude. Hmm....they are the evil ones, I think. purrr....meow!

Cezar and Léia said...

He looks a little bit desperate there! LOL
Good luck for him!
and a beautiful weekend dear Ellen
Luna - We love Luna

BeadedTail said...

So the Malaysia people take advantage of white people and are afraid of Indians? It's crazy how all this stereotyping continues to exist but it is good that Sara has a good sense of humor when it comes to others thinking he's something he's not!

Christine and FAZ said...

Well at least you can smile about it and have some fun, better than being angry and frustrated any day of the week. FAZ

Pam said...

Yep, I think racism is alive and well everywhere! At least he has a sense of humor.

~CovertOperations78~ said...

That's hitting a bit too close to home for me, Ellen! My housemate Jake is another big Indian guy. Whenever he drives home after midnight, he gets stopped because the cops assume that all Indians are drunkards. Whenever it's me driving, even when I was practically weaving from lane to lane, I never get into any real trouble.