After debating with myself for over a month, I had finally decided to start a blog primarily because I was feeling bored and I felt I had lots to stay. Ironically, since the night I started my blog, I have been keeping busy with something or the other and even more surprisingly, am out of things to say.
Probably the reason I was bored in the first month of holidays was because I felt a bit alien back in my own home. Two years in Singapore had altered a part of me so fundamentally, that I felt for the first time like a NRI (Non-Resident Indian; more a social class of foreign returnees who find India difficult). Understandably I was very ashamed considering that I used to find NRI attitude irritable.
Probably the circumstances had something to do with it – firstly, the road outside our house was so badly dug-up. (Chennai roads are periodically dug-up to hurry the wear and tear process. The excuse given is sometimes to do with water pipes, optic-fibre cables, sewage, etc but one suspects it is to just keep the labourers occupied with something so that they dont lose touch!) The pollution resulting from it was the worst I have experienced (Sound pollution from irritated commuters, So much dust that cleaning the house was pointless and every morning you would feel like you are waking up in a dilapidated uninhabited house). Contrast with no pollution in Singapore.
The ground-water was positively toxic and salty that I feel that commercial extraction of minerals might be lucrative. And the official drinking water supply was being suspended for our block alone due to repair works. The fact that there was an official drinking water supply for others is something to take heart from. Chennai is the largest city in a rain-shadow region in the world and the acute water shortage is not stopping anyone from upgrading their plots to five storey structures. But, I was to be content with water that was bought of tankers once in a while. Contrast with 24-hour good water everywhere in Singapore.
Then, the power-cuts! Every single day exactly at noon and once when we were about to go to sleep! And the Electricity Board would come and replace a fuse after about 3 hours. Everyday! It took them one week to realize that the same fuse was being replaced every day and that meant there was a loading problem in that area. And the day they decided to correct the source, there was no power the whole day. Contrast with no power cuts in Singapore. And their constant feed-back and evaluation system for any aspect of the city’s running.
No vehicle, unreliable public transportation, a bad computer and a pretty bad internet connection. I was sulking for a week or so sitting in the house watching news channels (no movies or sports on TV as the city administration had removed cable operators from the equation as they were charging exhorbitant rates). But, too much sulking and the content of the news channels got to me.
India was looking good! Surprisingly, I came to the conclusion not when the Sensex (India’s premier stock market index) hit 7000 one day, 7100 the next day, 7200 the day after and stayed there with realistic predictions suggesting 20000 in a few years! Not when I saw the Thomas Friedman interview when he said, “If India was a stock, I would buy it!” But, when I saw a documentary on the plight of slum dwellers in Mumbai! It showed some of the people at the absolute bottom of the Indian society. But, even when you saw the tragic content, the silver lining was pretty clear. These people were fighting their way up – through education, through innovative living and enterprise.
For a change, instead of buckling under the horrors of their life, they were showing a resolve to carry on and a will to succeed, a fire so fierce only people as desperate as them could have. Indians so well known for their lethargy and fatalism were now mixing their well known tenacity with this fire.
Made me think – how does lack of electricity for a few hours, or no cable TV compare with the challenges that so many others face just for modest gain. The labourers who work in the hot sun without even foot-wear to restore the water supply to my building as I was complaining! The rick-shaw driver’s son who studied in street lights to get entrance into India’s premier engineering institution – to achieve the same, I had to take special coaching for two years under extremely comfortable settings! The NRI attitude vanished.
It almost feels like it was India’s good fortune that we took our sweet time to wake up to the modern world and realize that we are so far behind. We should use this opportunity to learn from the mistakes of those who are ahead of us and avoid making them – inequity, long term softening of society, over-consumption, etc.