But is it terrible to say that I can only bear to eat them after dumping a lot of salt and chili peppers on the noodles? I was very confused by how bland the noodles tasted without salt. I mean- don't Pakistani and Indian people eat more salt in their diet than Americans?
So I was very excited about my maggi noodles dinner today- and obviously I jinxed it because I got lots of it to stick to the bottom of the pan, and I did not mix the spice packet well- so there were a couple of spice chunks! I can't believe I can manage to screw up even simple "2-minute noodles!!
This is an art piece I did about three years ago in ceramics. It was meant to show the two sides of me-the American and the Pakistani- and the challenge to balance both. You can see the henna, and bold color, and even the nose piercing, and the red dot (well I don't have a nose piercing nor am I Hindu- so I don't apply the red dot either- it was more symbolic) on the left, with the nightlife-colorful look on the right, with fake eyelashes, and a thin eyebrow, on the right. I think the issue of identity is still something I struggle with. I feel like I left Pakistan so long ago that everything is different there, and I don't quite belong. And at the same time, I entered the US so late, that I don't share common youth memories that most people my age have had. I never grew up with Elvis, or Micheal Jackson, or even Dream Street. I am very thankful still of knowing both cultures because it has enabled me to understand different cultures more. But I often wonder how it feels to just be fully part of one culture, and skip all the confusion.
However, if that means I would have to give up either culture, and never be able to wear all my Pakistani/Indian outfits- then that is a major "no-no." I love indo-pakistani culture too much- and I also would never give up how empowered I feel by being an American.
Ps: It was so hard getting a good picture in this outfit!!
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