I am Indian by heart and that will never change.
I was born in India but was brought up in HongKong.
I have seen every corner possible in HongKong but staying away from my 'Real' home always made me feel incomplete. I remember that year when i visited India after 6 long years. Before when i visited India i was young and taken care of by parents but this time i was old enough to travel alone around India. I always knew that India is not as safe as HongKong but when does the heart listen? That was the first time i took the rickshaw all by myself to Sector 17, Chandigarh. It was a taste of freedom in India. The rickshaw wala seemed like a nice guy and the fear of safety washed out of my mind. I felt proud for feeling like a true Indian for the first time. I was always worried that my foreign accent would affect my Punjabi or Hindi and people would treat me differently. When i reached home and told my cousin about this accomplishment,she laughed and said 'The rickshaw wala knew you were not from around, that is why he charged you more than you were supposed to.' I felt a little bad but then that did not affect my sense of accomplishment.
It was then that i decided that i should visit India more frequently because it is around my own people that i truly feel home. The saying 'Home is where the heart is' is not just made of hollow words but words with depth. There are people *hint* *hint* who say that i am not a true Indian but with the help of this blog i promise to prove them wrong. Do not get me wrong, it is not that i need to prove anything to anyone, but who doesn't like the taste of a challenge ;)
ur very own, NRI ;)
I was born in India but was brought up in HongKong.
I have seen every corner possible in HongKong but staying away from my 'Real' home always made me feel incomplete. I remember that year when i visited India after 6 long years. Before when i visited India i was young and taken care of by parents but this time i was old enough to travel alone around India. I always knew that India is not as safe as HongKong but when does the heart listen? That was the first time i took the rickshaw all by myself to Sector 17, Chandigarh. It was a taste of freedom in India. The rickshaw wala seemed like a nice guy and the fear of safety washed out of my mind. I felt proud for feeling like a true Indian for the first time. I was always worried that my foreign accent would affect my Punjabi or Hindi and people would treat me differently. When i reached home and told my cousin about this accomplishment,she laughed and said 'The rickshaw wala knew you were not from around, that is why he charged you more than you were supposed to.' I felt a little bad but then that did not affect my sense of accomplishment.
It was then that i decided that i should visit India more frequently because it is around my own people that i truly feel home. The saying 'Home is where the heart is' is not just made of hollow words but words with depth. There are people *hint* *hint* who say that i am not a true Indian but with the help of this blog i promise to prove them wrong. Do not get me wrong, it is not that i need to prove anything to anyone, but who doesn't like the taste of a challenge ;)
ur very own, NRI ;)
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