#UnFair

We like to believe that one should have the freedom to be comfortable in one’s own skin.

In an ideal world – colour, faith, creed, genitalia would be irrelevant.

However, the world is anything but ideal.

This begs the question – How do we do it in such a whitewashed world?

 

The team of  The Indian Artist  decided to string together a couple of real narratives and experiences in a minimalistic form, to expose how #UnFair and insidious, discrimination, on the basis of the colour of the skin, is.

Here are some excerpts:

 

“Do you have gold jewellery?”

“What about this?”

She thought the silver looked like poison against her tanned skin.

My mother instructed me to avoid clothes which didn’t complement and compliment my dusky complexion.

I gritted my teeth.

I brought a bright yellow kurta, the next morning.

Back in 2004, I was backstage with the makeup man and his assistant.

He looked at me, and turned towards the lady who had just painted my lips : “Or mukhe arektu foundation lagiye tarpor makeup koro. Ondhokar toh dekhai jachhena.” (Apply more foundation on her face before putting makeup. You can’t even see her in the dark.)

That was the last time I stayed backstage for makeup.

The film emulsions stocks were primitive.

Her brown face looked strange on print. She was replaced with a more suitable model.

The stocks were changed when a furniture company complained.

Apparently, they couldn’t advertise their brown sofas on print.