When I was 12 years old, I embarked on a journey with my family to India to visit ‘the homeland.’ My only cultural reference point was the binary Eurocentric images portrayed in the Western media – the undeniable beauty of the Taj Mahal sharply contrasted to the despair and gloom that roamed over the slums. Seeking an authentic experience, my family stepped out of the suggested ‘tourist’ hot spots in Delhi, and took transportation with the locals. While waiting on the railway platform, I saw something that shook me.
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Who is Roland? 