Tuesday, November 6, 2012

86. It is the idea that matters


Immigrated to two different continents for carving out a 'bright future' both returned home sooner than expected! While the mechanical engineer had been to the far west, the computer engineer had chosen far east as his destination. Both in the early thirties stunned their immediate families for condemning the places considered above the heavens by most high-end literate Indians. One thought the graveyard-like silence was erring, for the other the disciplined concrete jungle proved boring.

Neither did anti-Indian tirade play heavy on them, nor was job-outsourcing rhetoric any bit threatening. Inhospitable places, synthetic illuminations and robotic humans proved monotonous for these contagiously socialized Indians. To top it all, artificial landscapes, disciplined traffic and lifeless malls added to the growing dullness. Things were consistently on the move, but neither was anything happening nor was their any vibrancy. Even kids and pets seem programmed to behave on the streets.  

Both felt that  development and progress had taken the soul out of human dwellings. Feelings, sentiments and emotions have seemingly been put to rest. Back home, it is the daily ordeal of garbage stink, unruly traffic, power cut, civic unrest and merciless cop which add to the thrill of survival. It is not India, with its perpetual problems of crumbing civility, but the idea of India that is not only intriguing but enchanting and captivating too. One only has to feel to believe it!

Who can vouch for it better than a professor friend of mine (from USA) who was robbed of his belongings during a train journey; had once slipped into a sewage drain as one cover slab was missing; and had contacted dengue during one of his several travels to the country. Far from taking a vow not to return to this country of glorious misfortunes, he returns each year to capture the mysterious world called India. And mind you, this he has been relentlessly doing for past two decades!

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