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01 May 2010

The Asian couple

From my seat I see the Asian couple talking. They are young and so am I. She is beautiful, fresh, stylish haircut. He is stylish as well; wearing a vibrant blue & red leather jacket, 70’s style. They are talking for hours now, in the same way I used to do when I was young like them. I actually don’t understand what they are saying; probably it is Korean (I guess it from their speak intonation).
By watching them I wonder many things.
I wonder if they are here for living or if is just for travel. I wonder their concerns.
Do they miss their family? Do they like living abroad, even if they are here just for a temporary stay? Would they have a family facing serious conflicts back home? Does the family miss and need their presence/support? If yes, what is this way they found to cope with that? Is there any weblog they read, in where people discuss issues like immigrant lifestyle, racism, homesickness, poverty, Australia immigration policy, etc?
I don’t think so.
They look calm, relaxed, waiting for a movie session about to start, perhaps for a friend ride, or even the courage for a night-stay invitation. She smiles many times, but doesn’t laugh very often. Maybe she likes him; maybe she doesn’t know it yet.
I’ve just read a Cosmopolitan magazine. Western woman concerns: body, career, relationship, sex: all together or separated? I wonder if those are her concerns. What does it mean to be an Asian woman: different rules? Different expectations? Does she read Cosmopolitan? Well I can only tell that she reads her IPhone. Every couple of minutes.
Another Asian couple comes in; she holds a Hollywood gossip magazine. This couple is visibly older and they are certainly married. They don’t talk. She reads gossip, he reads car stuff. Perhaps she holds lives she would never live; he holds cars he would never have. Or perhaps it’s the exactly the opposite: he could already have had those cars and she could already have lived those lives.
Asian couples look very well organized when in public. Western ones are messy: everybody sees there is lots of feelings going on all the time.