See the thing is, back in the days (80's) if we as kids stepped out of line we'd get a good beating. Our folks werent afraid of the law, there wasn't a support network like there is now. The beatings were for our own benefit and a passed down tradition in discipline which we had to accept. Today the modern day Brit-asain knows his/her rights, todays kids are being parented by 2nd, 3rd generation asains who perhaps are more accepting of their offsprings downright obnoxious behaviour. For example, a young brit-asain mum may understand and accept her daughter's willingness to don a sparkly little hotpant, because she herself can recollect the day when on a summers day it felt right to do so too. The oldschool elders wouldn't stand for this. Back in the pind, moral and social integrity formed the backbone of ones character. But, we live in a new age now. Its London 2011, the youth is liberated and living in a highly sexualised society which is very demanding of women. The glossy mags, asaina mag, Asain women are all glad with expertly polished women with not a blemish on their faces, ahh the joys of photoshop..if only they knew. The average brit asain living in a western society has a different battle on their hands, I just hope we can retain some of those oldschool values that our elders instilled in us, integrate..sure but never illuminate.
Times are changing fast. Todays generation know what they want, and how to get it. Things are far more accessible than ever. Technological advances have liberated our youth, fashion some may argue has integrated us more than some would like believe. When I was a yoot, we dressed accordingly to what our folks could afford, no questions asked, we wore what we were told. Fashion wasn't a statement, but a necessity to cover our modesty. How fitting a tribute is it that today this paradox has taken a drastic twist, no doubt brought on by the sexualisation of the media that infiltrate our consciousness everyday. The result is this :
So I've always wondered why in the year 2011 Britain still doesnt have a true Brit-asain boyband. Surely our lads make just as much effort with their hair and fashion to be considered good enough to be adorned onto the bedroom walls of teenage girls up and down the country! Then I came across this picture and immediately I thought 'heck if I was the Simon Cowel of Southall I'd give this boys a record deal even if they sounded like Pat Butcher'. I mean, look at these lads..they look like a band, bottom left has that slightly camp appeal which is always good, no doubt further down the line he'll 'come out', the chap at the back whos very artistically managed to wrapped everyone together looks like the ladies man - he'd be in the press for dating those chicks from the 'Saturdays'.
Heres how I imagine their first album would look:
A good few years back I began my quest to understand the modern day freshie, a endearing term used to describe a individual from the mother countries. Usually this person will speak in a swanky english, use a lot of hand gestures and wear sandals, even in the snow. What we have above is a deconstruction of a group of freshies minding their business sitting in a park bench. Rather than looking troublesome like a group of scummy chavs, these lads look rather...intellectual, infact id put good money on one of these brothers having a microsoft certification of some sort. See, I kinda like freshies, there's a lot to learn from them, this group for instance no doubt are childhood friends, all must go watch bollywood flicks together, when out chursping 'the leader' of the pack surely is the one who gets shot of the main cock-blocker, whilst 'the joker' keeps everyone entertained. Like a well oiled machine these brothers work hand in hand, theres a real closeness between them. Theres a freshie in every single one of us, lets bring it out.
Look deep into the eyes of the girl in the middle and you will see the same thing that all attractive asain girls see every single day of their lifes, envy. Thats right, the green eyed monster that inhibits folks. Theres a number of interpretations that could be applied to this image, perhaps the strategically placed girl had summoned the photographer over and was mid-pose, just as the hot chicks decided to ruin her little moment and extract the limelight via a smooch. A very plausible explanation some may say, but I think the reality is that the girl in the middle just wants a piece of the action...who who'd blame her, I mean look at the lashes of the one of the left. You see, there was once a time when in fear of jepordising our moral ethics and cultural values we wouldnt even pout in fear of being ridiculed and having our good name tarnished. Today is 2011, society has evolved and so has the modern brit-asain girl, more experimental than ever, she longs to seek new avenues to satisfy her thrust for all things forbidden. Truth be known, I want a piece of this action too. Three-way popppy anyone? *update* it has been brought to my attention, by a very close compadre of mine that I missed a vital element to this picture...look closely and you will see a eyeball in the top left corner, dare I suggest this belongs to the parent of one of these mischievous girls..ready to embark on a onslaught of chappal slapping...
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