I have lived most of my life in India, in a town called Nekrapor, but have lately visited Canada with my husband.
I have a 10-year-old son, Gafur, who accompanied me on our trip. Only by rare incidents did Gafur ever think of the abuse given to Indian people until he visited Canada, and was met with subtle and common suspicion and alienation everywhere.
Everywhere, that is, except for Kamloops, where we found all the people kind and gracious.
We also found the Indian community in Kamloops to be very supportive and welcoming. I would like to extend thanks to the wonderful citizens of this town.