Thursday, May 10, 2012

Clash of cultures - Sardar meets a Padre

A clash of cultures would mean two distinct cultures, that have not previously communicated with eachother now forced to live next to one another.

 Harwinder a punjabi sheep reared and farmer goes off for a daily round of his fields on a lame horse. He surveys the lettuce field and checks the grains for deformity. Then of he goes to the Beas where his men were digging a channel to divert rainwater. On the shore he notices a ship approaching, a rather large one for a river going vessel.

The ship stops and out comes an old man with white robe and a purple cloak. He was around 50 and had a skullcap on his head. 'I am a padre, Don Antonio and I have come to spread the messege of the Holy God and Christ, the savior. You have been following a heathen faith and now you must shun it.' Sardar said, 'Ok, I am fine with my faith, but if you ensist go and see how the people of your faith live. The Padre took him to the Portuguese living quarters.

At night, the Sardar made a roasted chicken and offered the monk. 'Oh no, I can't eat now, we are readying for Easter and we cannot hurt animals now. The smell of the chicken made the whole christian quarter hungry. They had made a long journey and the sailors were hungry. The padre was now furious and said, 'I will have to convert you now, once you have admitted to the true faith you shall denounce the chicken and throw it away.'

Hurryily the padre and few apprentice monks took the sardar to a makeshift church. 'You were born in sardar family but now you are a christian. You have been brought up as a sardar, but now you are a christian. Now, I pronounce thee, a christian.' Everyone was looking happy including the sardar. At night the found the sardar cooking butter chicken and saying- 'You were born in chicken pen but now you are a vegetable. You have been brought up as a chicken, but now you are a  vegetable . Now, I pronounce thee, a  vegetable .'

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