Ammi was telling me this kahani a couple days back. This was around 1965 during the war against India. When they were younger and living in then east-Pakistan, Chittagong (yes, Bangladesh, Maddy
), there was this fierce hatred against Hindus. It was very strange to hear my Ammi talking about this because she is, now, a very tolerant person. Itās so strange how propaganda works through a society @ multiple levels, indoctrinating hatred. This is true of ANY society, whether it is Pakistan or Canada; lest anyone forget, up until relatively recently, Canada had an official immigration policy that specifically barred Jews from entering the country. āNo Jew is one too manyā was a famous quote attributed to a racist Cdn governmental official.
Anyways, so Ammi was telling me that back then, when she was around 8 or 9, with her elder sister and younger brother, the three of them would collect small rocks and go to this small factory/mill that was located in Chittagong. It was owned by a Hindu. Most of the workers, though not all i presume, were also Hindus. The roof of the factory was made of tin; theyād collect the rocks and throw them on the roof which would make an awful clattering sound. Just to piss off the Hindus who were working inside. The poor owner of the mill would come out screaming at them, then all of them would hide, and repeat it later.
Societies/govts can demonize one group in such a manner⦠itās absolutely heart breaking. i am so grateful to my parents that they didnāt deliberately pass on their hatred of ANY group on to usā¦i didnāt even know about some Muslim sects until i registered on gupshup. Itās weird and sad how people, as a collective group, get demonized - and especially how otherwise rational individuals completely absorb that ideology. Itās so ādifferentā to hear her talk about how hated Hindus were and how much she herself hated them - i guess you would have had to live at that time period (during the war) to really appreciate how people buy into these societal/mob sentiments.