The following conversation took place the other night. I have excised certain portions of the conversation that were unrelated to the two topics below, but in no way have I altered the tone or timbre of our discussion, not even for spelling. The way it started was that Sagar commented on a Rank Everything list I had (about TV characters). I couldn't find his email, but through his profile saw his IM and buzzed him. After a couple days of Yahoo tag we were finally on at the same time. After the brief hello and a webam request, Sagar jolted me with a question....leading to the following:Sagar (8/16/2006 12:41:58 AM): i assume u r a female
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:42:01 AM): no no
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:42:02 AM): I'm male
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:42:23 AM): then y is there a picture of lady in ur window
[My Avatar is indeed a female. I’ve never really thought about it before]
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:42:25 AM): that girl just refuses to leave
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:42:35 AM): she showed up one day, and I've been stuck with her ever since
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:42:37 AM): anyways can i see u
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:42:44 AM): can you see me where?
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:42:53 AM): on webcam
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:42:55 AM): oh
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:43:01 AM): sorry. that's beyond my capabilities
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:43:06 AM): can't afford a webcam
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:43:20 AM): wats ur age
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:43:24 AM): 30
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:43:40 AM): wow man
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:43:47 AM): can you tell me how to pronounce Sagar? I really like that name. I may use it in one of my stories
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:43:48 AM): u dont sound 30
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:43:56 AM): Well, I'm a kid at heart
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:44:03 AM): its saagaar
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:44:34 AM): it means the ocean
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:44:39 AM): that's cool!
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:45:33 AM): thank you.
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:45:38 AM): its flattering
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:45:48 AM): can i ask u something personal.
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:46:02 AM): i dont mean to be rude or ill mannered.
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:46:47 AM): yeah
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:46:52 AM): r u gay
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:47:06 AM): no
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:47:13 AM): why would you think I was gay?
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:47:17 AM): have you read my stuff?
[I definitely seem a tad defensive at this point. I keep telling myself that he’s Indian, doesn’t know a whole lot about American culture, and I in email or IM things can come across differently. Maybe I shouldn’t have taken an interest in his name. Still, I’m sure it will just be a simple misunderstanding.]
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:47:33 AM): bcoz there is a picture of a girl in ur window
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:47:39 AM): of course i hv
[Looking back, the previous line is the key to the whole thing. This guy doesn’t know enough of American culture to be comfortable with idiom and our humor. Me writing “Have you read any of my stuff” is rhetorical, but he seems to take it seriously. I definitely shouldn’t have tried the humor about the girl just showing up. I’m feeling panicky over this conversation, which I really shouldn’t be.]
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:48:02 AM): that girl isn't me. She just showed up and refuses to leave, like a houseguest who won't depart the premises
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:48:02 AM): arent u the one who is a huge fan of tv ancharacters
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:48:27 AM): yes, that was the post you read: TV characters I wouldn't mind seeing on other shows
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:49:00 AM): but y would u be obsessed with other male characters
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:49:11 AM): i love watching tv but im more into women
[This line haunts me. I did only talk about Male characters. Is it A) because male parts are usually better (not enough good female parts these days)? B) As a male, I bond more with male characters, and would have more in common with a Homer Simpson or House than a Marge or Dr. Cameron? Or C) I’m a gay man, desperately in the closet. And why do I care what he thinks?]
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:49:30 AM): I'm not obsessed with male characters. I just liked those particular characters, and thought they would go well in other shows
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:49:39 AM): I SIMPLY LOVE AMERICAN CULTURE
[I’m editing out a little bit here, where I found out for sure he lived in India and we talked about what a kafila was in the context of a Rudyard Kipling poem. Also, right about here Mariemm3 showed up on IM and I told her about what was going on, which amused her greatly. Anyway, back to the insecurity that is my life…]
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:53:28 AM): I don't have any problem with gay people, but I think if you look over all my sites, you'll see I'm pretty far from gay. I have an entire site for only erotic stories, and I talk about my girlfriend on my site regularly
[My God….I’m like one of those racists who talks about his “black friends.”]
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:54:00 AM): thats good
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:54:02 AM): If you want, go to http://hyperioninstitute (my home page) and over on the left there is something called "Notify List" you type in your email, and it tells you any time I update any of my sites with new material
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:54:10 AM): u dont hv to prove anything to me
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:54:20 AM): not trying to prove anything.
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:54:28 AM): I'm just saying if you like the site and want to read the stuff
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:54:35 AM): that's a way to do it
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:54:36 AM): yaa
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:54:41 AM): or just stop by whenever you feel like it
[Now he’s comforting me? At best I come across like a needy person, desperate for attention. Honestly, I was just promoting my site. At worst, I come across like I’m trying to “prove” I’m not gay. I am very self-assured, usually full of aplomb. How is this dude disconcerting me so???]
[Fortunately, we shifted at this point into a different if equally bizarre topic of conversation: how all Indians are alike]
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:54:55 AM): anyways wat else do u know abt my country
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:55:22 AM): i know a lot abt usa
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:55:34 AM): i want to settle down in newyork
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:55:50 AM): im in love with it
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:56:10 AM): Well, a sizable pecentage of Kenya is Indians, so I grew up eating Indian food quite often, and still love it now. And my roommate was Indian in San Diego, and I dated a girl who was half Indian when I lived in Atlanta. I also had several Indians working for me when I managed a restaurant
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:56:21 AM): I don't know a whole lot, but I know a bit
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:56:35 AM): Obviously you can't judge an entire country based on a few people
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:57:08 AM): ofcourse u can if they share the same characteristics
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:57:55 AM): I disagree. You can't even judge me by my brother, and he grew up with me. I would never presume to judge a country of 1 billion people by the few relationships I've had with Indian people.
Sagar (8/16/2006 12:59:38 AM): listen dude, this may sound a little weird but the truth is almost every other indian is identical wether in terms of habits or behaviour
Hyperion (8/16/2006 12:59:55 AM): that does sound weird
Hyperion (8/16/2006 1:00:11 AM): Maybe being in America changes the ones I knew
Sagar (8/16/2006 1:00:27 AM): yes they r confused
Sagar (8/16/2006 1:00:38 AM): they dont know wat they shld be
Sagar (8/16/2006 1:00:53 AM): move on ort still struck to their values
The conversation continued for another twenty minutes, but at this point I began to relax somewhat. He wasn’t exposing me. It was him, the cultural differences, the distance.
Interestingly, Mariemm3 and I got into a political debate on whether you could “typecast” an entire culture. On the one hand, of course you can’t. On the other hand, India, with its rigid caste system and more homogynous populace probably does lead to uniformity in behaviors and habits (which is of course different than personality or soul). But that’s a discussion for another time.
For now, I need to take down the Tean beat posters of Corey Haim and Corey Feldman on my wall.
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