
Niko's Long Lost Brother
The roads near my apartment building are under construction. My understanding is that they're restructuring the internal pipe and water systems. In any case, the wait for the traffic lights to change from green to red is much longer than usual (red to green is much
shorter than usual).
The trick is to remain patient. I've now found a ledge where I can sit and wait.
Yesterday, I got to the crossing just as the lights changed to green. A long wait. As I got there a man came along with a dog. I am a big fan of dogs and know most of the ones near or around my building. This one was a stranger. It looked like a mix between a golden retriever and a husky. It has lovely green eyes.
The owner was an Asian man (South Asian). He had the dog on a leash and had his head down on his hand-held SmartPhone™ throughout. I don't even know how he realized the lights had changed. Probably because cars were stopping rather than rolling through (the sound changes).
"Can I stroke him?" I said. I partly speak to people to see their reactions. In multi-culti Mississauga, conversation is rare. People stick to themselves, and their own, and especially the Asians/Africans/Arab/Hispanics.
I think this is partly a genuine problem with communication. Many adults speak English "as a second language" and thus have problems expressing precisely what they wish to communicate. Partly it is also suspicion (perhaps this s a larger part of the problem). Many immigrants are now shoulder to shoulder with people they have little or no knowledge about. Some may even be adversaries (or even enemies) in their countries of origin. And at times such animosities travel across the oceans to this land of happy multiculturalism.
Most immigrants DO NOT have faith in multiculturalism. They know first had it doesn't work "back home." Why should it work here?
Thus Canada (Mississauga) is a land of enclaves: Portuguese; Sri Lankans; Ethiopians; Egyptians. And even enclaves within enclaves some based on ethnicity like the Ethiopian Amhara, Oromo and Tigre, and some religious like the Egyptian Copts and Muslims.
Back to my cross-roads encounter.
There was a brief pause as the man registered that the question was directed at him.
"Oh. Sure. He's friendly."
Back on his SmartPhone™ .
And the dog really was friendly, and happily grinning to have someone stroke his head.
"What's his name?"
No correction there, so the dog is male.
"Niko."
"Hi Niko!" And Niko continues to grin.
"How old is he?"
"Mmmm [flicking through pressing information]. About 4 years old."
"Oh! He's a rescue!" ALL dog-owners know the exact age of their pooch.
The light changes and the man drags the dog across as he answers "Yes."
I was actually waiting for the light for the perpendicular road to change.
Niko waddles along looking back at me. It was more than his master could muster, who couldn't get across quick enough!
I just laughed and watched them walk on. "Where COULD they be going?" I asked myself. All there was in that direction was more of the busy and noisy Hurontario throughway, although there are now high rise buildings scattered along the way.
"Oh. He must live in one of those!! And he's just coming from the more green areas around the City Hall, taking his "rescue dog" for a walk."
View of the Square One are in Mississauga
The City Hall (City Centre) and its clock tower is in the background
And the MiWay Bus Terminal in the foreground
[Photo By: KPA - 2017]
As I waited for MY green light, I looked into the line of cars waiting patiently for the light to change, holding brown faces and yellow faces, Chinese and Filipino and Arab faces. And and some which looked Eastern European. No WASPs - of the blonde and blue type.
I realized then that the man must have thought I was Arab (or Middle Eastern). Indians and Arabs are not the best of friends. Perhaps he was Hindu. Mississauga has one of the largest "Indian" which means "Hindu-Indian" population in Ontario. And they are touted as professionals and with some wealth. My understanding is that they work within the computer and digital industry in the region.
And the man did look relatively well-off. He had on a
white polo shirt (maybe Lacoste?) and navy blue, slim-cut track pants (none of that baggy running/gym gear people wear these days) - maybe Ralph Lauren? His shoes were tan (Mocassin?)
loafers, NOT sneakers or flip-flops which less wealthy Indians seem to prefer.
I wonder why (how) he called his dog Niko?
I googled "Niko" and here's what came up in
Wikipedia:
In arts and entertainment: Fictional characters
Niko (animated), on the television series The Adventures of the Galaxy Rangers
Niko, a character played by Orestes Matacena in the 1994 film The Mask
Niko Bellic, the main character of the game Grand Theft Auto IV
Niklaren Goldeye, a character in Tamora Pierce's Emelan books
Niko, a pirate in The Legend of Zelda video games
Niko, a character played by Steven Seagal in the 1988 film Above the Law
Niko Yazawa, one of the main characters of media franchise Love Live!
Niko, the playable character of the video game Oneshot
Nikko Halloran, a character played by Remy Ryan in the 1993 film, RoboCop 3
In arts and entertainment: Performers
Niko (musician), a musician currently signed to ATIC Records
Niko Etxart, Basque singer and musician
Maurizio De Jorio, Italian Eurobeat artist using the stage name Niko
Other uses in arts and entertainment
Niko & The Way to the Stars (The Flight Before Christmas in North America), an animated film
Niko, the Japanese name for the erhu, or Chinese fiddle
Other uses
Minbu NikÅ, a Buddhist disciple of Nichiren
NikÅ (company), a Japanese manufacturer of photographic cameras later renamed Cosina
Niko KovaÄ, a Croatian soccer player
Niko KranjÄar, a Croatian soccer player
Niko Resources, a Canadian oil and gas company
I doubt Niko is named after "Minbu NikÅ, a Buddhist disciple of Nichiren," with his pointy husky face (if his golden retriever had dominated, then maybe).