Tales from India part 4: What it's like to be black in India
***Click here for part 1 , part 2 and part 3 *** I'm black! That's something I've never really been consciously aware of. I've been aware of the fact that I'm female and that it might cause situations to turn out differently as a result. I've been aware of my class. I've been aware of my tribe. But never in my life has the colour of my skin and the texture of my hair been on the spotlight. In Americanah Chimamanda says that Africans only become aware of their blackness when they leave Africa. And I found that surprisingly true! Reception about the colour of your skin in India depends on who you encounter. If you meet an Indian one of three things is likely to happen: 1. They stare . My friends and I have stopped entire market places and shops just because the people around stopped to guffaw at our blackness. All this despite the fact that I've seen South Indians with skin darker than my own. If you're lucky, that's all that happens. I...