Pakistani: Are you from China? Or Japan?Another curious bit:
Me: No, I am from Malaysia.
Pakistani: Malaysia? Are you a Muslim? (Well, this is a tough question).
Me: No, I am a Malaysian-born Chinese.
Pakistani: Do you know Kung Fu? Do you use sticks to eat?
Since arriving here, being Chinese, I was always getting too much attention that I didn’t want, especially when I was walking alone without any Pakistani friends. Strangers on the streets always stopped me and greeted me, insisting I should sit beside them to have a cup of tea. (They behaved like old friends – as if we knew each other for a long time). These were friendly Pakistanis, although it could be annoying, sometimes (like when you were not in a mood to talk, or when you were rushing to the office and you were already late). People simply get curious when they see a foreigner in this tourism starved country, regardless where the foreigner comes from.Having toured India with Singaporean-Chinese friends and ahem, SO, I can tell for a fact that this would never ever happen in India. Like our brethren in Thailand, Laos, Cambodia, Phillipines and just-about-every-other-place-in-Asia, my countrymen would like to get as much $$$ as possible from foreigners. Also, huge (upper-middle, professional) ex-pat communities being formed in Bangalore, for instance. Also see, Pahar-fucking-ganj.
He must be thinking that I was an Urdu expert, because five minutes later, he knocked on my door again and passed me a plate of dates and beans.I can't help wondering what the man said, and what the plate of beans signified?
The neighbor: “Jing-ga-lang-ka-jing-ga-lang-ka-jing-ga-lang-ka”
Me: Huh?
The neighbour: “Jing-ga-lang-ka-jing-ga-lang-ka-jing-ga-lang-ka”
Then he walked away, leaving me alone in my doorway with the plate of beans.
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posted by infini at 1:33 AM on February 11, 2011