Memoirs of a Mermaid

Like if u dnt know what that is, it’s the system that the British created after they abolished slavery to get cheap Labor to the colonies (it didn’t just happen to Indians but that’s the narrative of my ancestors so that’s what I’ll talk about)

They promised some labourers free passage to and from India if they agreed to go to the colonies and work on the plantations in order to fund the British economy and some Indians they just plain stole like my great grandma arrived in Trinidad with no husband and a baby on her hip and spoke no English and had to live in an old hut that once housed slaves and performed the backbreaking work of cutting sugar cane in the hot sun all day with her baby with no compensation

And thousands of Indians had a similar narrative only to have it turn out that the promise of return to India was a false one that the Brits never intended to keep like the Brits exploited their labor for nothing more than empty promises

I have no idea what ethnics groups I belong to, I speak little more than kitchen Hindi that I picked up from speaking to my great grandparents who knew no English, I know little about my culture or family’s religion, and I could have family in India/Pakistan/Kashmir that I will never know anything about

I feel the phantom limb of India every day of my life

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Please remember that mental illnesses don’t always take a break, especially in the holidays.

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