The Last Word: Dear White Fella!

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I had seen this poem in one of my many english tests (no more of those! *phoo*), and though humorous, does raise the valid argument of bias due to skin colour.

Dear white fella; Couple of things you should know...
When I was born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in sun, I black
When I cold, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black

You white fella
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you grey

And you have nerve to call me... Coloured??

But leaving the serious side by, its a funny take on black and white! :)

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taaa.... love this poem... (love that word btw you might hafta hear it more often) ok so.

im just staring at my dinner, and at that picture of you, and wondering what you must be doing right now (probably sleeping, knowing you.) and hoping that my sunshine (that's my new cute name btw... thanks to Y who happens to call me RAINCLOUD. I MEAN DUDE. RAINCLOUD?? WTF!!) so now i'll call you sunshine, because it's sorta appropriate, also it's cute, and you'll do well tomorrow, because you love physics, and God is with you, and I haven't talked to you in so long, it's pissing off, really, but there are these stupid boards and I am failing due to the vagaries of the Cbse and the fact that they insert stupid pictures in where they're not wanted.

And I really am jabbering. A LOT. Can you believe yaman's going back in like 2 days? Now i have noone to call up for eco and crib. And you don't even come online. :P:P:P:P
and I have NO idea why I posted this as a comment and not as a mail. Probably because I'm so used to writing one line mails to you, the idea just didn't strike me.

See you on 17th, sunshine! Oh, and you'd better wish me luck on the 9th! :)
Love
Akanksha

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