My French-Indian 6 year old boy on donuts:
He is coloring with his Indian friends his drawing book on “Indian heritage”; he is right now at the South Indian dishes page:
- Him: Look, I finished the donut!
- His friends: Hahaha but it’s not a donut, it’s a vada!
The very next day, he’s watching an American movie, Baby's day out, with us:
- Him: Look, the man is eating a vada!
- His father: It’s not a vada, it’s a donut!
- Him : …
I was pondering about the status of my little French-Indian boys when I started thinking that this mix must actually be nothing new, since the French were in India for some 200 years.
I have lived in India for 15 years and never looked into the nature of the French-Indian relationship. Despite hearing the Ambassador’s words of "friendship", time and again, which I never really understood. I am filling (part of) the gaps now. For this, I was largely inspired by the dissertation of Jessica Louise Namakkal, Transgressing the Boundaries of the Nation: Decolonization, Migration, and Identity in France/India, 1910-1972, 2013 (link) (all the text quoted below is from her).