About the
complexion of colour...
This
'n' that
By Renee
Ranchan
THE whole of this week I have been
watching chunks of stuff on television. No, I have
neither become a couch potato nor a TV addict, nor have I
been bundled up in bed with a cold; hot soup and the
tele-remote in hand.... It is just that I am holidaying
at home. A couple of times, I did make the effort to
venture out, catch up with old friends but the weather
was the main deterrent. It is the end of March and I
could swear it already feels like May.
Summer this year,
climatologists say, is going to be worse than last year.
Remember the EI Nino effect? So what else could I do but
plant myself in front of the idiot box. (I, at last,
understand why they call it so...) and watch whatever was
on. And you know what, I got hooked.
No, dont look
surprised. I know most of the serials dont deserve
an iota of attention. It was the commercials, the
advertisements that caught my attention. I would go out
to run some errand or the other when the serial resumed
after the commercial break. My domestic help wanted to
know, why I suddenly felt the express need to use the
phone or head for the bathroom when it was real
viewing time. I told him that the tele was on
basically to watch advertisements. (Wish you could have
seen the look on his face).
The commercials are really
fascinating. Try switching on the tube with the sole
purpose of watching ads... you would know what I mean.
And may be, we could exchange notes as well. For now
though, shall we talk about a couple of advertisements?
Fairness creams, I did
know they have hit shop shelves in a big way all
big brand names are coming up with an all-for-fairness
creams, lotions. To be gora-chitta has always been
high on our collective agenda ... but are we not going
too far? A fairness cream marketed itself by announcing
in a hot chocolatey voice, A beautiful face without
fair skin is like life without a telephone! Can you
believe that? I do hope such an advertisement does not
exist. I have not seen this ad, but someone I know told
me about it. If in actuality there is such a jingle then
I am quite positive teenagers, adolescents must be
hooked on this cream... such a mantra would
obviously catch their attention.
To cruise away from the
world of visuals: scan the matrimonial pages of any
paper. Yes, the prospective bride has to be fair, and the
fairer the better... that is an enduring requirement.
That reminds me, a cousin has been having a tough time
finding a bride... he wants an extra fair
life partner and nobody seems to fit the bill. Hmm, may
be he should migrate to some Scandinavian country...
hell have better luck there, unless of course, he
is rejected on account of his hue!
To move on... it was not
all home holidaying. One afternoon, I found
myself in a library. Actually my domestic help decided to
vacuum the carpet, and that left me with no option but to
go out of the house for a while. At the reading room,
Ilaid my hands on a disturbing article in The New York
Times. The write-up Staring at Hatred! in
a nutshell stated:
A 49-year-old Black man
was chained to a truck and dragged along a country road
in Texas by a 24-year-old White-supremist. What was the
Black mans crime? He was a Black. Case number two:
A 21-year-old college student was tied to a fence, beaten
in the head with a .357 magnum, tortured with cigarettes,
taunted as he wept for his life and finally left alone to
die in near freezing temperature. His offence?
He was not White. Some
more because-of-the-wrong-colour-of-your-skin crimes: A
21-year-old Black Marine was attacked by a group of
Whites armed with brass knuckles. As many as 30 men
joined in the assault.... And last autumn two young men
in Texas were out on a wipe-out-Blacks mission.
They spent an entire day
on the search... the day went by without them
spotting a single Black person. Finally they decided to
settle for the next best option ,
a dark-haired woman with mixed-race looks. They murdered
the lady after using her for target practice.
The murderers were reported to have burst out laughing
when she died.... And you know what, Miss Robinson, the
victim, was in fact a White. Is this really the America
you hear so much about? A country which takes pride in
its melting pot status, its salad
bowl character? And if 21st century is just a touch
away, how is it that we are still living in the dark,
Dark Ages? Is colour the cause of hate crimes?
There is still more to
colour in...like the story of two sisters. One sister had
a wheatish hue, the other was milky white. Everyone
favoured the fair one though the dark one was the kinder,
better and even prettier (if one wants to take into
account physical appearance) of the two!
The dark one, however, was
consigned to a scrap-heap, metaphorically speaking. Even
the mother had a softer spot for her gori-chitti
beti... The solution? When have we ever had
ready-made remedies? Colour-blindness, perhaps... it
could lessen the toxicity of this situation or mindset.
More suggestions are welcome... .
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