Bro flew to Rome for “bilateral talks” and ended up giving his Italian bestie Indian candy. This man packed Melody toffees in his diplomatic bag. Pookie really said ‘forget the trade deal, taste this. 🍬🍬
I’ll be honest, I’m exhausted.
When I moved to the UK, a huge part of me was relieved. I thought I was finally leaving behind the constant "Andhbhakt" echo chambers, the religious friction, and that suffocating wave of anti-feminist rhetoric that’s taken over my social feeds back home. I just wanted to live in a normal, functioning society where politics isn't someone's entire (and very angry) personality.
I’ve met people here in London and Birmingham and Belfast, who are more radicalized than the people I left behind in Delhi. It’s the wildest cognitive dissonance I’ve ever seen. These guys enjoy every single perk of a Western liberal democracy—freedom of speech, secularism, social safety nets—yet they spend their weekends aggressively pushing the most extreme, right-wing ideologies from India.
The worst part? They "sell" this filtered, hyper-nationalist version of India to their British colleagues like it’s a utopia, all while complaining about "Western values" destroying society.
It feels like they’re stuck in a time capsule of hate, but with the added ego of earning in Pounds. I actually feel bad for the locals here. You guys are just trying to go about your day, and you’ve inherited a localized version of a culture war you didn't ask for.
I moved 5,000 miles for a vibe shift, only to find the same toxicity, just in a colder climate. Has anyone else experienced this, or am I just hanging out in the wrong circles?