Take for example the short story When Mr. Pirzada Came to Dine: the narrator an adolescent girl is presented with the idea of forced immigration.
“It made no sense to me. Mr. Pirzada and my parents spoke the same language, laughed at the same jokes, looked more or less the same. They ate pickled mangoes with their meals, ate rice every night for supper with their hands. Like my parents, Mr. Pirzada took off his shoes before entering a room, chewed fennel seeds after meals as a digestive, drank no alcohol, for dessert dipped austere biscuits into suggestive cups of tea. Nevertheless my father insisted that I understand the difference, and led me to a map of the world taped to the wall over his desk. He seemed concerned that Mr. Pirzada Might take offense if I accidentally referred to him as an Indian” (27 – 28). India has been divided. The little girl is exposed to the fact that even though Mr. Pirzada shares the same interests and culture as her and her family, there is a separation of nationality. The little girl compares the types of food and the way that they are enjoyed by with her family by of Mr. Pirzada, and she finds