By Samyukta Suresh
Each day at Monta Vista High School, it is the norm to hear blasting Bhangra music, to hear speakers from the Hindu Awareness Club, to eat hot samosas and chaat during Club Day, to perform dances and singing solos for “Spotlite”, the highly anticipated show put on by the Indian club each year. I walk into class knowing that there will be a minimum of eleven other brown skinned students to provide a security blanket. My experience growing up as an Indian American is unique… it is not the typical story of being looked down upon as a lone brown skinned foreigner in a sea of Caucasians. Actually it is quite the opposite! Continue reading