Racist attacks on Indians are rising across the West, and the trend is going to worsen if you read the way global politics is shifting.
Many white-majority countries are swinging conservative and turning sharply anti-migrant. This backlash is fuelled by their own failed immigration policies that allowed large numbers of illegals, many of whom committed crimes, drained welfare systems, and even challenged native populations.
Now the natives want to “take their country back.” But having long lost their will to confront the real culprits, who are united and have street power, they look for an easier outlet, a soft target. And Indians, sadly, are that target. Why? Because we rarely fight back. We remain divided, overly submissive, and busy seeking validation from the very West that devalues us.
Indians are among the most hardworking, law-abiding, and peaceful immigrants. Yet precisely because of these qualities, they become the easiest punching bag for Western bullies to act out their frustration and feel they’re “resisting” something.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I lack civic sense.
They can overturn cars, burn streets,
and vandalize a city after a championship game.
I dance at an airport excited about my first foreign trip, and suddenly I am the face of poor civic sense.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I steal jobs.
They move factories across oceans,
shift profits through tax havens,
and automate entire industries overnight.
I study, compete, earn a visa, work 18 hours a day, sometimes multiple jobs and somehow I am the one stealing jobs and scamming the system.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I am everywhere.
I build your software,
treat your illness,
teach your children,
drive your taxis,
and open your stores.
The world became a village,
yet my presence remains a problem.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I am too loud.
The evening news screams outrage.
Political rallies shake entire cities.
The internet echoes with anger day and night.
I celebrate a wedding, a festival, a victory,
and I am told my joy is too loud.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I smell of curry.
The world smells of gunpowder,
of hatred,
of division,
of endless arguments about race and religion.
I carry the fragrance of spices from my grandmother's kitchen,
and somehow that is what offends.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I have no culture.
I come from a civilization that counted the stars
when much of the world was still learning maps.
I speak languages older than nations.
I celebrate hundreds of traditions,
yet I am told I have no culture.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I am backward.
I send missions to the Moon.
I build vaccines for millions.
I run companies across continents.
Yet a viral video of one fool becomes evidence against a billion people.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I worship celebrities.
I celebrate my favorite actor's success
with flowers, music, and a few glasses of milk.
Others worship influencers who sell outrage, turn every disagreement into a battlefield, and every opinion into a war.
Yet my celebration is the one that makes headlines.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I gather in crowds.
We walk together in processions,
celebrating our faith, our culture, our traditions.
Everyone is welcome.
No shops are looted.
No neighborhoods are burned.
No one is threatened for thinking differently.
We sing.
We dance.
We pray.
And somehow our gathering becomes the problem.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I bring my culture everywhere.
I light a lamp in a foreign land.
I wear a saree in the snow.
I teach my children the language of their grandparents.
Others build walls between neighbors,
argue endlessly over identity,
and forget where they came from.
Yet I am told I should leave my culture behind.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I live in the past.
But my past gave me yoga,
mathematics, philosophy, meditation,
and the idea that the world is one family.
The future keeps borrowing from my past,
while telling me to be embarrassed by it.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I should be ashamed.
Ashamed of my accent.
Ashamed of my food.
Ashamed of my festivals.
Ashamed of my traditions.
Ashamed of existing.
But I am not ashamed.
I am the child of farmers and philosophers,
scientists and saints, workers and dreamers.
I come from a land that taught the world
that truth can be many-sided,
that all paths deserve respect,
and that the entire world is one family.
Yes, we have flaws. Every nation does.
But judge me by my actions, not by your stereotypes.
For I am an Indian.
And before you tell me what is wrong with me, look honestly at what you have normalized in yourself.
For I am an Indian.
The world may mock my accent,
question my customs,
laugh at my celebrations,
and judge me through a thousand stereotypes.
Yet I stand tall.
For I belong to a civilization older than empires, a culture richer than prejudice, and a people whose spirit refuses to bend.
Jai Hind
I spoke in the Dutch parliament about the growth of antisemitism and terror, the danger of barbaric #islam and it’s murderous prophet #Muhammad, the urgent need to defend our freedom and immediately stop and reverse the islamization of the West.
#stopislam#freedom#Wilders
It's not rape. It's Love Jihad. Please stop being bigoted @jihadwatchRS. The dirty non-muslim women should be thankful that they are being "visited" by the Noble Ones (as they will explain to the world).
India has sent 96 people to America who started billion dollar companies. No one else is even close.
There's only about 5 million Indians in America. Almost one in 50,000 of them is a unicorn founder!
What a holy, special, beautiful people.
I will always fight for them.
> A girl falsely accused a 17 year old boy of sexual harassment
> She put an Instagram story
> Her friends called him a rapist
> He took his own life
> She laughed and put a story saying he was weak
> Later said it was a joke, he didn't do anything
She didn't get any punishment.
This is not Instagram you can’t fool X users
You took down the DNS yourself and now you’re blaming the government
If your website was actually taken down by Indian government why it is not working in other countries too
And honestly I don’t think any of your Instagram accounts were hacked. Feels more like you’re trying to fool Gen Z in India
ATUL SUBHASH
He said his ashes must be put in the gutter if he isn't given Justice
1 Hour suicide video. 24 page suicide note. Letter to PM President HM all. Neatly kept in a google drive thinking he would get justice
His wife got out on bail in 20 days
His Mother-in-law - who laughed and said - oh you haven't killed yourself yet - also got bail within 20 days
His wife's uncle who demanded huge amounts to settle the case was never arrested
His son, who his wife had kept in boarding at such a young age became the reason for bail so soon, his parents haven't even seen a glimpse of him since then
Judge Rita Kaushik - first name in his suicide note never faced ANY ENQUIRY WHATSOEVER & later got promoted as well. Supreme Court never took cognizance even to investigate corruption despite a dying declaration
Nikita Singhania's right to livelihood was never taken away. Not for a day
First date given in trial of his case by the court was ONE YEAR AFTER THE FIRST HEARING
His wife has moved High Court to quash the case
I will not be surprised if it is even quashed because - There's no concept in India to criminalize mental cruelty by wife
Our system questions men who take their own life calling them weak, sensitive and overreacting
Compare it all to what we are seeing in media for last one week
I am sure Justice will be done to Twisha. I can not even hope if Justice would ever be done to Atul.
EQUALITY 🙏