
Nafisa grew up in Queens NY, got some sort of degree in Ethnic Studies and Political Economy, worked in youth organizing/nonprofit, then moved to Kolkata for a fellowship. Somehow she ended up in Atlanta, getting a masters in development practice. .. watch Prince of Persia that is. Why Krishna Pandit Bhanji (I mean Ben Kingsly) whyyyy? Hahaha. At least the ticket was cheap. WAW I WISH I WAS BACK IN RICO’S THIRD CINEMA CLASS RIGHT NOW. I know I know, Hollywood is all about white male fantasy but this was absurd. Allah was wiped from the movie,only being referred to as “the creator above” and “god” and the ever-trustworthy Friday sacrifices himself, again. Doh. Maaaan, I didn’t even enjoy it. At least Avatar was aesthetically poppin. The best is that every bloody Hollywood fantasy flick creates the same postracial BC era. To where Alexander can walk past Prince of Persia, shake hands with the Galdiator, and have a Coke with the Scorpion King, while Achillies smokes a cigarette. It’s all basically a hyperorientalised mortal kombat background showcasing another cock fight. At least in Mortal Kombat they used fog machines.
Maybe it was a pre-Islamic fantasy. Yeah yeah. Kill me.
Also, Hassanisans? Haha. My dad better watch out in the airport. He might be mistaken as a descendant of a secret pre-Islamic and/or Zoroastrian assassins group. Whirling Dervishes man! WHIRLING DERVISHES?
India has me hungering for N.American popcultural fixes every few weeks and this was a reminder of the baseness of the mainstream. Next up, getting aquainted with the music of Justin Beiber. (This one I seriously CANNOT WAIT FOR. God I hope his career isn’t over by the time I get back.)
Oddly, in the bathroom I bitched out a nice hijabi girl for not flushing the toilet. Then 3mins later caught my class-privilege and realized she might not have realized the metal ball in the middle of the wall as a flusher? Is that me being ignorant and presumptuous? Probably.