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277 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 17, 2021
Uncles Parsad and Lokhun muttered about clan unity, and how it had helped the Bhushans progress from coolies living like slaves on the sugar estate to being small independent planters. No one was paying attention. My mother’s voice exploded: “You domineering man. You want to control everyone, just as you’ve controlled me all these years.” There was a collective gasp among the women. This was the first time I had heard Mama raise her voice with my father. Uncles Neeraj and Surya looked at each other, stupefied.
“Where are you from? India or Pakistan?” he said.
“Neither. I’m from Mauritius.”
“Mo…Mori…Where is that?”
It’s an island in the Indian Ocean.”
“So it’s part of India.”
“No, it is off the coast of South Africa, twenty-five hundred miles from Cape Town.”
“Africa,” he said and paused for a moment. He gulped down some beer. “What kind of government do you have there? Tribal government?”
His questions disconcerted me. What do they teach about Africa in schools? I asked myself. I remained calm and replied, “It’s a Parliamentary democracy, based on the British system. You have a president, we have a prime minister.”
The man took a bewildered swig. He squinted his eyes, strained to formulate a question, failed, and took his seat