Growing up in the West, I was inculcated with horrific stories about Nazis terrorizing innocent people: all under a red flag with a black swastika. Of course here in Chennai memory of the symbol reaches much further back than the twentieth century. When an Indian walks down the street with shop signs proudly displaying the swastika he thinks nothing of it. When I walk down the very same street I am startled by images my mind automatically ties to the same design. That is one unabashedly American response that I am not likely to change no matter how long I live here.
-Abbie