Love and Hate relationship with America - Part I
Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2012 1:59 am
Today, I am in my mid thirties. On and off 10+ years in USA and I am going through the same dilemma like many others. But the dilemma is really not the point of this article. This is just an attempt to explore my own love and hate relationship with this land called America.
Flashback 20 years. It all started when I was a teenager. At that age, going to America was the last thing on my mind. But just out of curiosity, I used to read fictional/ non-fictional/ travel literature about USA. Most of it was written by local writers who visited USA for a very short duration. All of these articles used to carry a common theme. It was something like this ? America has all luxuries of the world but it is very empty inside. People are so lost in the material world that they don?t understand the warmth and love of human relationships. For those who understand Marathi, I still remember reading this sentence ? ?Americet manasala manus haravala aahe?. Articles like this and the small circle of family and friends around me that firmly believed that our culture is the best in the world, made a serious impact on my mind. It made me believe that only money lover, crazy, materialistic type of people leave their homeland and settle outside India. I will never do it when I grow up.
Few years later, I had earned Bachelor degree in Computer Engineering and was very proud to get a job at an Indian multinational company that had just started doing the business of software export. At the orientation program of this company, a senior mentioned very easily that ? ?1 year from now and all of you will have a foreign trip on your name?. It was the first time, it seemed possible that, some day I might actually be able to see this crazy world called America. I was very clear about what I wanted to do. Go there for 1 year and come back for good. After all, who wants to live in a culture less materialistic, money loving, crazy world..right?
So, the day finally arrived. I landed in USA in a tier 2 city in the Mid West. Excitement was the last thing on my mind. I was terribly homesick. The bond with my world in India was so strong that all I wanted to do was to somehow survive here for 12 months and go back to India, never to come back again. It all really felt ?foreign?. But in spite of this homesick feeling, I started noticing some differences between this world and the world in India. To my surprise, these differences were actually positive! And no, they were not about clean roads or fancy cars or pollution less air. People here were actually nicer! I saw total strangers being nice to each other vs people trying to get ahead of each other back home. I saw people showing common courtesy that was so uncommon back home. All were small incidences like my gori manager sincerely apologizing for not being able to arrange a cube for me close to my team and offering to share her cube with me for few days OR a cop helping me with a car situation and asking me not to thank him because someday I may be of help to him? they were a big blow to my belief system that this is a land where crazy, materialistic, money loving people live with no consideration to emotional or social human connection!
It was just the beginning of a complicated love and hate relationship with a foreign land that wasn?t as foreign now as it was before!
To be continued?
Flashback 20 years. It all started when I was a teenager. At that age, going to America was the last thing on my mind. But just out of curiosity, I used to read fictional/ non-fictional/ travel literature about USA. Most of it was written by local writers who visited USA for a very short duration. All of these articles used to carry a common theme. It was something like this ? America has all luxuries of the world but it is very empty inside. People are so lost in the material world that they don?t understand the warmth and love of human relationships. For those who understand Marathi, I still remember reading this sentence ? ?Americet manasala manus haravala aahe?. Articles like this and the small circle of family and friends around me that firmly believed that our culture is the best in the world, made a serious impact on my mind. It made me believe that only money lover, crazy, materialistic type of people leave their homeland and settle outside India. I will never do it when I grow up.
Few years later, I had earned Bachelor degree in Computer Engineering and was very proud to get a job at an Indian multinational company that had just started doing the business of software export. At the orientation program of this company, a senior mentioned very easily that ? ?1 year from now and all of you will have a foreign trip on your name?. It was the first time, it seemed possible that, some day I might actually be able to see this crazy world called America. I was very clear about what I wanted to do. Go there for 1 year and come back for good. After all, who wants to live in a culture less materialistic, money loving, crazy world..right?
So, the day finally arrived. I landed in USA in a tier 2 city in the Mid West. Excitement was the last thing on my mind. I was terribly homesick. The bond with my world in India was so strong that all I wanted to do was to somehow survive here for 12 months and go back to India, never to come back again. It all really felt ?foreign?. But in spite of this homesick feeling, I started noticing some differences between this world and the world in India. To my surprise, these differences were actually positive! And no, they were not about clean roads or fancy cars or pollution less air. People here were actually nicer! I saw total strangers being nice to each other vs people trying to get ahead of each other back home. I saw people showing common courtesy that was so uncommon back home. All were small incidences like my gori manager sincerely apologizing for not being able to arrange a cube for me close to my team and offering to share her cube with me for few days OR a cop helping me with a car situation and asking me not to thank him because someday I may be of help to him? they were a big blow to my belief system that this is a land where crazy, materialistic, money loving people live with no consideration to emotional or social human connection!
It was just the beginning of a complicated love and hate relationship with a foreign land that wasn?t as foreign now as it was before!
To be continued?