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I spent most of my time in India in the south. Collectively 5 years. I also have acquired an Indian family in Pondicherry. My heart and soul resides in India. My first trip to India was full of adventures, not just with the people but also with nature. I went through Covid19 pandemic while in India and I am so glad I was there instead of the USA.
Everything he talks about India relate to. This is a great interview.
I really wish I could return and live the remainder of my years there. I'm too old to get a work visa. I'm now retired and don't want to take a precious job from those that need it most.
Jai Hind
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In India, we say 'ghar nahin, dil badaa hona chaahiye' (Translation- what matters is not how big your house is, what matters is how big is your heart) when a lot of people have to live together. Indians have an adjusting and accomodating culture. On a train seat meant for 3 people, you will find 6-7 people sitting together with the 7th person just hanging on the edge of a seat on a just 20 sq. inch space. When we have weddings, then even our neighbours help by accomodating our guests in their homes. Poor people are more cooperative as their collective survival depends on cooperation. As you climb the mountain of prosperity, the human relationships become more and more frigid and cold.
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Why I love my Mumbai ?
I took a Cab from Lower Parel to Worli. The fare was Rs.67. Since I was coming from Bangalore, I gave Rs.100 to the cab driver and started walking towards my office. The driver called me back. He gave me Rs.30 back. I started walking again. He called me back again and gave me 3 bucks back.
This is why I love Mumbai.
It was Holi Morning. I had to come to office. My cab fare was again 70 bucks. The driver did not have change. He went ahead and bought a Vada (a typical Mumbai snack) worth Rs.10 and returned me the balance. When I was walking away. The driver took his plate of Vada, offered me half of them. āBoss, ek lelo, Holi hai!ā
This is why I love Mumbai.
It was my first night out on Marine Drive. The rainy days were about to start.I sat on the rocks with my friend. And suddenly it started raining. Ohh, I canāt even start to tell you how much people love the first rain here. It was 3 a.m. I saw a group of 3 girls, all dressed up in their short LBDs , probably coming back after party. They got out of their car. And started drenching and dancing in the rain. And no, not a single guy catcalled them.
This is why I love Mumbai.
Just on the opposite side of the road ,where the girls were dancing, there was an old traditional Muslim couple. They were completely wet . The rain poured like nothing I have ever seen. Yet they sat there enjoying the view of the sea, holding hands. They were in their 60s.
This is why I love Mumbai.
Every Time I took the local train, I realized there is always a place for another person. It always looked impossible from the outside to get in. But somehow āweā always used to fit in those small coaches.
That is why I love Mumbai.
Every time it rains here, I wonder if the city is coming to a stop. It literally is like the hell broke down. I saw platform being overflown by rainwater. Then when I reached my office, I saw everyone came to work. People somehow manage to live here, irrespective of anything. The best part is they do it with a smile.
That is why I love Mumbai.
There used to be a couple, just below my first apartment, on the street. They did not have a place to stay. They were homeless. I used to take the cab for my office from the front of their tent. I saw the old guy reading his news paper, sipping tea and I saw his wife combing hair of her one of the street dogs. I never saw them sad in their happy little home (tent?). The wife always wore a little lilly on her hair.
That is why I love Mumbai.
I was at Dadar Station . It was 9 in the morning. It is pointless to say that it is one of the busiest hour. I saw a couple smooching on the platform. They were probably saying goodbyes to each other. From what I figured out later the girl was moving to another city on a long distance train. And then I realized I am one of the very few people watching. Everyone else is busy about their own train.
That is why I love Mumbai.
The city is an infrastructural mess. The air is so polluted at times I could not see the top of my own building due to dust. The place is so over crowded that there is probably more space in a first world countryās prison than in Mumbai. Yet, I saw a Punjabi 26 year old guy,dressed in formal, singing his heart out while coming back from office on a bike. I saw a Jaguar stuck in the same traffic light. And they coexisted happily, side by side.
That is what Mumbai is for you ānaked, sheer raw acceptance of truthā
I saw thousands of small homes. Homes of the size of washrooms of my place in Kolkata . Yet, I never saw a permanent sad face in any of those windows. People ran, people fought, people struggled for their dreams . āOne does not live in Mumbai, One struggles in Mumbaiā.
Mumbai is still the city of dreams. Mumbai can give you respect, happiness, irrespective of your caste, creed, gender and economical status. As the tea stall owner just outside my office used to say.. āAmbani bhi petrolpump pe petrol deta tha.. To hum konsi maal hai?ā
One more thing , just shout Ganpati Bappa anywhere in Mumbai u will hear MORYA next minute
That spirit is the greatness of Mumbai
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I really enjoyed this conversation! But I'd like to clear up a common misconception that some people from Western countries have about Indians. Including some big comedians who often poke fun at the way Indians use a lot of head and hand movements when they talk (However both of you were quite understanding). We don't take offense to this, but there's actually an interesting scientific explanation for it.
In India, languages change about every 100 kilometers. As a result, we've developed a habit of using non-verbal gestures to help convey our messages more effectively. That's why we tend to move our heads and hands a lot while speaking. You'll find a similar pattern in some European countries for the same reasons, so it's a fascinating interplay between our muscles and our mind. Nothing more than that! :)
BTW keep doing the good work!
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This guy summarized it pretty well. I am an Indian expat. I lived in India for 30 years, moved to Singapore, stayed there for 4.5 years, and have now moved to the US. This guy clearly explained the cultural differences between the West and India. I remember sharing a 10*10 room with a friend in India. I doubt I can do that now...
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@MaxChernov
7 months ago
How long have you lived in India and why are you still not subscribed to this channel??
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