I watched the latter half of a movie ‘Desi Fever’ or something to that effect. It was a nice and simple story.
There are Indians who have completely moved over to become more Americans than Americans and there are Indians in
I’ve seen people who travel abroad for a living suddenly seem to face an identity crisis - Who are we? This crisis seems to affect only those who are living abroad.
Whatever the reason, it’s good to have a crisis to answer their eternal quest. The person who would appreciate Indian classical dance a few years ago eulogises about Yoga and Bhagavad-Gita after his return from ‘The States’. Some who were oblivious to religion have turned very pious and at least outwardly very orthodox. The person feels he has achieved salvation but then he wouldn’t want to return either. He wants both moola (money) and moolah (root). This apparent paradox is positive because this quest has made Indians achieve more there rather than here.
We question ourselves only when we are out of our country. Whatever the type of ideology that might develop Indian, American, Indian-American or American-Indian, the effect it has had has been tremendous. I wouldn’t know if anyone who has lived abroad has been absolutely uninfluenced. What is more important is the questioning not so much the solution that he is after.
But then, why is that only the people who go or live abroad face this crisis. Why do we Indians, who live in
So far, I’ve never asked who am I while in
