I have taken some time to reflect on why I’m struggling to update daily, it’s because when I get home from work I want to relax and unwind with video games and food, when I’m at work, I want to relax and unwind too but I opt for playing Hearthstone and watching YouTube/Netflix. I want to do better though because I forget to recount so many events, notable interactions in particular.
Last week I was mostly working, I got the platinum trophy on Bloodstained: Ritual of the Night during my downtime. The only notable work interaction was when a black worker approached me outside, he was an older guy, in his 40s, presumably, we’d spoken once before, he called me over to ask my name. This time we ended up speaking for about half an hour, though it was mostly him speaking, he told me of how he was once a social worker, he was at it for 12 years but got burned out, how people assume he’s fresh off the boat and his experiences with racism/authority. He would regularly go to police stations where the officers were skeptical over his credentials, he would then ask to speak to the duty sergeant, they’d then start showing him the proper respect. Another story is when he’d finish his shift at work, a white worker would whistle at him and point to where he wanted things left, the black man had too much pride though, he would leave it on the other end of the site and he would continue to do this for a week until the white man finally called him by his name to ask what he was doing, the black man replied “heh, so you do know my name”. The black man was trying to inspire me, be told me just because I was working in the office it didn’t make me one of them, that there’s more to work and that his father would often say “You are a fool blinded by money”, the meaning here is that when you open a door and see a door further down, don’t just stand in the hallway, be inquisitive and open the next door. I was inspired, he is a great speaker.
This week, I attended my sister’s wedding, I initially refused to attend but my aunt spoke to me and convinced me to go, I couldn’t say no to her, she was innocent, she hadn’t bullied me like my immediate family. I wasn’t in a good mood about it but figured I’d power through it.
The venue and the staff there were amazing, it was a 100% Pakistani business, I didn’t even know Pakistani’s could operate businesses at such a high level, this inspires me and encourages me to seek out more Pakistani businesses to support. The day consisted of a bridal photo shoot, the groom’s entrance, the nikkah, the bride’s entrance, eating and the ruksha. I didn’t want to take part in the events so always had to be called over, I didn’t want to spoil the day but since I was asked, I posed for the pictures and gave me sister a hug at the end when prompted by the events manager. I also ended up taking my cap off early in the day and exposing my hair, my balding uncle saw me wear a cap on Eid and copied me, we’d look like idiots if we were both wearing caps.
My review of the groom is that he is what some would call of Chad stock, he has partial white blood and is tall. His entrance was quite good, they had drums, dancing and flares. The food was good too, luckily we got to take the leftovers home, fine dining for a week. The highlight of the day was speaking to my relatives on my father’s side, I assumed there were just a few of them but it turns out my dad had 15 brothers and sisters, some of them step siblings. The difference is that they speak English, very well, might I add. The spoke like normal people and we had normal conversations. I quite like the idea of having a big family but I’m upset I missed out of it, I’m also convinced now that the poison in my DNA comes from my mother’s side of the family, my father’s side seems so much more functional.
In summary, what I have learned over the last 2 weeks is that non white people should stick together and we are capable of greater feats that whites. Furthermore I am proud of my Pakistani blood.
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