Anyone who has ever talked to me probably knows that I watch a lot of films. If they have talked to me multiple times, then during one of those conversations I have probably confessed to them that I watch at least one film per day — sometimes more. This is usually when people become absolutely baffled, as they rarely ever come across someone who is as obsessed with films as me. It should not be surprising, considering that I come from a culture that worships cinema and puts its heroes on a pedestal. But, I digress.
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On one of my unproductive days, I stumbled upon a video on YouTube by a standup comedian. He talked about his experience being dark-skinned in Indian society. As funny as his anecdotes were, his remarks resonated with me — about how people assumed that he was a chain-snatcher because was dark-skinned, how his mother growing up would give him almond milk to make him fairer, how his relatives made fun of him for his skin color. It hit painfully close to home. Most of what he went through, I did too, and still do.