Three weeks – and I am home sick! After a long time in my life. Or shall I say homeland sick? 🙂 Just three weeks in this country of aspirations, and I know that my decision to not live in the US need not have only the patriotic-nationalistic basis. It has a very individual element to it. This is not a place where I can live.
No, I do not hate everything American. I have nothing against America or Americans either. I am not a fanatic swadeshi supporter or a communist who hates America for it being America. No, none of that. But I don’t want to live here.
Yes, in India car-drivers do not stop for pedestrians. But in India I do not have to feel miserable if I do not have a car! My world is still reachable…
Restaurant waiters or any service providers there do not act like my best buddies. Yet they are more involved in me than the ones here whose seem to have been waiting for only me to make their day meaningful and yet are so impersonal in reality.
The streets do not have signs there, but I can always stop and ask people for directions. Nobody would think of that as strange.
Diseases may be easy to catch there, but I do not have to bother about an insurance as the first thing if I fall ill.
When I walk out of my home there, there is a much better chance that I will see some life, some people around.
Vegetarian food does not mean eating “Ghaas-Phoos” quite literally in India!
India has been unable to maintain museums and heritage sites, but we have a history to talk about.
You have to buy a ticket to enter the airports in India, but you do not have to take off your shoes and belt for boarding the flight.
India has Himalayas to protect people from the chilly winds from North!
You do not have to be a prince or princess or heir/heiress of a big business to stop worrying about cooking and cleaning in India.
But most importantly, I have grown up there. I am used to India. I am comfortable there. I do not want to make adjustment right and left. I just want to be there. That’s mine!
This is not the most rational rambling one can write, but I hope you understand that while feeling home-sick, rationality is not the thing expected. But that does not mean I am being apologetic about not liking the place 🙂 I have already shortened my trip by one week and am still counting days before I get back.