Lately, there has been a lot of talk on Social Media on those who left, on those who wish to leave, but little on those who are considering a return…
When some of our friends & family left to make a life overseas through the 70s-90s - a time of acute shortages & that License Raj which broke the spirit of entrepreneurship - we didn’t, because if truth be told, we hadn’t in hand the right opportunity to take the plunge.
However the possibility was seriously examined for the first time during the UPA years when governance & State seem to crumble before our eyes, brazen skull-numbing corruption hit you in the face on a daily basis,
frequent terror attacks & a shocking attitude of nonchalance towards civilian & military casualties was the norm.
So we encouraged our only offspring to not only study overseas but to make a life there. Both of which he did successfully.
It seemed a well thought through decision. The distance somewhat bridged by bi-annual visits from our side & university vacations & thereafter leave from work from his.
However, it has been only now that he notices on visits home a definite feeling of optimism among his own peers & a hope for future among others, across the spectrum… a certain can do spirit never experienced before.
….A complete contrast of course from some young compatriots overseas, who live through Instagram & paint an imagery of fascist India & gulags.
That is not to say he doesn’t see the faults and they are aplenty…but as he says it’s only when you live & work in a place
do you realise there are problems everywhere, of different kinds & to different degrees.
He recognises the country he works in has much to offer professionally but they are also important trade-offs to be considered.
Reason #1 Personal
Missing the mundane everyday-ness of family which was overlooked in the initial, heady, exciting days. With time, a creeping realisation that your own children will miss a great chunk of that life, grounding & belonging.
Reason #2 - Cultural.
Material success yes, but an strange emotional detachment to the new country vs a deep connection never actually explored & only now understood with time & age to one’s natural home & environment. No matter how ‘cosmopolitan’ you believe yourself to be.
And Reason #3
The sentiment of being able to contribute, with the advantage of good education, work experience & exposure. To give back & not feel one ran away…
Of course most important, not to be discounted, the opportunities & scope of work India now offers…
For that in itself one is grateful that we raised a person who is sensitive, introspective, confident who believes he can be that change.
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Then there is a breed who gladly removes his own langot to cover up the ugliness of our colonial past only to reveal a sorry appendage of perhaps collaborator forefathers or worse,a hangdog appeal to Old Masters for a pat on the head. Good boy ! Go fetch.
Nothing can beat the deracinated one who goes gaga-googoo over Heads of Govt. who attend Midnight Mass, Eid Milans, Sunday Breakfasts, Gurudwaras & what not but throw a apoplectic fit if a Hindu PM of a Hindu majority country worships in a temple …
Every cracker in the NCR had a message that echoed through the country ! #Diwali2021
How did the State administrations & Courts, eager in their almost evangelical zeal, conclude that a cracker ban on Diwali was the solution to our pollution problems?
Is it that they don’t understand the problem at all?
Or is that they have no idea how to handle it?
Or was it simply a case of taking for granted a compliant community because all else has failed?
What seems even more surprising, is that they actually believed people would quietly comply on this very important festival & the ban could be enforced with a ratio of 150 policemen to a 100,000 Indians.
Even in the best of times the Indian schooling system is not remotely sensitive to a child’s needs, education or it’s aspirations.
Perhaps that one odd exceptional teacher could brighten a schooling experience but by & large the system is one of rote & elimination not education
To now sensitise these very educationists who if one may say, find it a challenge to handle even the conventional two genders to
“aspects of gender diversity keeping gender-nonconforming and transgender children at centre stage.” would be simply an exercise on paper,
whimsical at best, unrelated to our reality when so much more needs urgent looking into.
Out dated syllabus.
Innovative & interesting teaching methods. #NCERT
~Imagine if our city had announced that this year for Diwali they wanted you & your family to come onto your threshold, balcony, terrace or garden to enjoy a fireworks display – soundless & green whatever that means between 8-9 pm in celebration of Diwali.
There would have been no mention of an insulting ban, no smug reproach but only a very novel, enticing offer.
Yes, my children would have burst their sparklers, anaar, chakris after our Puja and yes with our diyas lit, our mithai exchanged wouldn’t we have for that one hour
put everything on hold & come out to enjoy our very important festival ?
Calling out to friends & neighbours from across doorways, balconies & terraces to enjoy the spectacle.
This community highlight would slowly grow to be that display which year after year with our enthusiasm
Investigation & law cannot & should not take its course in the case of a Superstar’s son because he happens to be Muslim & more so he promotes an interactive educational, please note educational, online portal.
Islamophobic, what ?
You can’t say anything about stubble burning or ‘Farmers Protest’ because our Anndaatas have fed this nation for gratis. Free electricity, loan waivers subsidised by our taxes, not withstanding.
As for our Little Emperors,
instead of clearing a backlog of over a million cases they spout Shakespeare & such like, far removed from our ‘vernacular’ folk, take vacations as in the Raj & serve you Contempt of Court if you as much question their ‘wisdom’
A gentleman & his lady several years after returning home to England from The Colonies, invited an old domestic to their stately home.
The elderly chap who had since evidently moved up in life, drove a spanking new car with the wheels crunching on the winding gravel driveway.
Overlooking their own new fortunes they said
~You have done well for yourself ~ with a smile not quite reaching their eyes.
~ Come! Come in!~
Invited the lady offering him tea but looking on in some trepidation as the guest held the wafer fine cup in his big hands.
Meanwhile the gentleman stayed out for only a minute longer to key the shining car.
It had been a while since he had his eye on this model.
To think the domestic had had the temerity to come & visit them flaunting it.
So no, he didn’t feel the least guilty as he ran the key