New Delhi, India: ‘I think a person of my generation has a different view on India’

I had heard about a group of Indians who had come to India and lived in Delhi, and who said that their father had a different perspective on India than they did.

Their father was from Kerala and had never been to India.

He said he never understood why India was so backward.

I thought that this is the beginning of a cultural and linguistic divide.

I told my parents that I thought my father had missed a big opportunity to live in India.

I didn’t think that he would see it as a mistake to move to India, as he had lived in the United States for many years.

I had never really felt Indian.

The next day, my father got a call from the Indian embassy in the US, telling him that my family was in the country illegally.

I remember telling my mother that my father was going to tell my father, but I had already left.

When I asked why, she told me, “My mother never went to the US because she is Indian, and my father is American.”

I was stunned.

I asked, “Why is it important for me to go to America?”

She replied, “It is important for you, because you have to get a visa to come to America.

That is why you have a job in America, and that is why the Indians are working for American companies.

You have to make money.”

I told her that it is a mistake for me.

I think my parents would have loved me in the USA.

I would have gone to college and had a better life.

But they did not know that in India, a person can never leave India, and there is no opportunity to work in America.

India is not a country of immigrants.

They have never been able to integrate, and I believe that if I had stayed in the States, they would have taken me back to India to teach English.

My father was a teacher in the American Indian community.

He told me that the American Indians would be happy to see me, because I was an Indian, but it is not important for them.

I don’t understand why they want to be a part of America.

They are Americans.

They can get the visa and work.

My father also said, “They should come here and teach me.”

He was not a racist, but he said, I can’t understand them.

They were very different people in the beginning.

At first, I was a good student, and when I graduated, I became a professor.

When I left the US in 2003, I did not think much about India.

But after that, I got to know people who lived in India and learned how much they missed the Americans.

I was amazed.

I have always been fascinated by India, but my understanding of Indian culture is limited.

I never had the opportunity to meet people from India who were like me.

My parents said that they would like to meet my father in India someday, but there is nothing we can do.