tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702158064458024124.post-68291918033104909812008-01-28T12:26:00.000-08:002008-02-03T09:01:40.289-08:00<blockquote>She said, you're Pakistani, aren't you?<br /><br />I said, no. Of course not.<br /><br />She said, no, I know that you people are Pakistani.<br /><br />Even then, I knew that I was not Pakistani. I was such an overt patriot that I cringe to think of it now (had saare jahaan se achha by heart - the whole six verses). But in that instant, looking at her face, her smugness, the authority with which that child of eight (I think) spoke, I also knew that there was nothing I could say or do to win this particular argument.<br /><br />Almost two decades later, I cannot forget. She was a child and I have forgiven. But I have not forgotten.<br /></blockquote><br /><br />From <a href="http://www.anniezaidi.com/2007/10/brief-contextual-history-of-blogger-in.html">Annie Zaidi's history</a>.Tarun Upadhyayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12579713795836636167noreply@blogger.com