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Racial Slur

Believe it or not, I was racially abused for the first time in my life… not on the street but online on facebook. What can I say about life here in Minneapolis; I think I haven’t had an inkling of being racially discriminated here. The people are just fabulous and know much better than to racially discriminate people. The best times I’ve had are while playing soccer, when I have the chance to interact and team up with people from all over the world. I’ve enjoyed the camaraderie and the short-lived little friendships.

But online, nobody can stop people from saying what they want. Just as nobody can stop me from writing about this can-be-touchy topic. I enjoy playing poker on facebook. Suddenly a person enters the room. He immediately announced “Fuck I h8 Indians”. I didn’t take offense cause it could have been a fun way of saying different stuff. Being the mellowed fruit that I am 🙂 I didn’t feel like reacting to it. He went on to say “Fuck u guru, Indian curry”. I could only smile to myself. Next came “Fuck u black indian prick!”… He went all in the next hand expecting me to react. All this could have been an attempt to make me call his bet (however lame that may sound), but I graciously folded since I had a 2 and a 3 off suit. He lost that round and he left the table saying this “Indians are gay”. I wanted to tell him jokingly “Yeah right, India is the second most populated country”. I didn’t say a word. In fact I didn’t even report abuse because I didn’t know how. There was this other player who told me he reported him 3 times and also called him an “asshole”. I left the table soon and I thought I felt guilty of not having said anything back. But then would it have been of any worth to him or to me?

–Guru

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Divide and conquer

Yesterday, I tried my hand at kneading dough for phulkas. Used the divide and conquer algorithm for the task.

The trick was to add just enough water so that the resulting dough reaches a manageable size and separate it. Proceed with the same step until no more loose flour is left. Then bring back all the chunks together and add water as necessary.

Ofcourse, the resulting phulkas were more like veratti(dried dung), but hey, its a start.

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