An Uber Ride Made Me Realise My Privilege As A Brown Female Abroad

Encounters — Conversations that lead to self-discovery

Sirene26

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‘Are you from India?”, she asked once I settled in the car.

No, I replied for the 25,000th time. From Mauritius.

‘Maurisu? In Assia?, she said in her thick accent.

I am from Africa, I am African, I said.

You? She looks perplexed. But the colour of your skin same as mine, pointing at her cheeks.

I smiled. It must be dark in the car, She is Iranian and I know her, well kind of.

I changed the topic. And you are from Iran, I said, more of a statement than a question.

How do you know? She asks. Because this is the third time I have been in your Uber and had the same conversation.

We laugh. Do you like it here? She continues.

I do, I love it. But am once again feeling the need to escape.

Then she half-replies; Me, I can’t go back to my country. My country not good for women.

I am aware, I said. But somehow it got me out of my funk. Life is good even when it’s bad.

I wear the tiniest of shorts, come back, change, make plans, and go out for long…

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Sirene26
Sirene26

Written by Sirene26

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