The joy of Indianness We Indians are a super sensitive lot. Call us poor – how dare you! We will, we will show you, they shouted from the rooftops . And away went the snapchat ratings-right down the tube. Well- calling someone poor- is that wrong? To me, it may be just wrong perception based on some stupid average index. What Snapchat didn’t realise- Indians are superrich, rich, average, below average- just as any other community in the world. There is a vast mix of peoples with an average number that sits somewhat below America. So do people really care? Yes, they do indeed! The Amazons, Tescos, Googles of the world know this allright. When it comes to India- poor is not the right word indeed. It is not the right word at all. It reeks of ignorance. Perhaps the right word, if that were to exist, is “unignorable”. A country that no one can afford to. Be it for tapping into the vastly intelligent employee base, or going by the sheer untapped marketsize, it certainly is “unignorable”. The smart ones – the’ve figured this out long ago. And are well on their way to getting entrenched here. Tescos, Best buy, Target- they are just part of the beeline making its way, standing to enter. For India may be unignorable; but is not easy to get into either. Another word for India maybe “Hard-to-conquer”; as Alexander the great, the Moghuls, and many others knew; many aeons ago. But tried they did- for it was worth the while; the pot of gold that lay within. And as they do even today- the Ikeas, the Walmarts and many more. When you think of India- Unignorable, Hard- to- conquer, Awakening Tiger and many more adjectives and metaphors spring to mind. Perhaps they should be added to the Oxford dictionary, to make it easy for some poor ignorant souls. But “poor”- that’s only for the ignoramuses-like Snapchat has proven now! Regards, Aina Rao...
Trip to the astrologer A little quaint house,all of 400 sq ft. A small front courtyard. Beautiful, lush green trees and shrubs. Crowded in the little space. A central ” swastika tree”. The aroma of freshly made sambar and freshly brewed coffee emanating from the tiny kitchen. I sit in the little ante room, and look out of the window. Against ... Read More
One day she may be a mother, a grandmother, a wisened or withered great- grand mother even, telling stories to her own young ones. One day, she may belong to someone else. Someone, who i hope will love her, as fervently as i do, even more so, someone who cherishes her sweetness, her softness and preserves it for as long ... Read More
The mission to Mars, a moment of glory, a very proud amblingindian! ( This is a refresh of the post that was published when the space mission was launched - just before the elections. Very proud to say today that India has raced ahead with the mission, and achieved its first goal.. entering the Martian orbit!) Out of the blue, ... Read More
The castles of Scotland 'Tis the season of celebrations. Starting with Ganesha* and Onam*, with Navaratri* and Diwali* on their way. But a welcome twist to the tale too, with the Scottish referendum. The vote for unity has been cast. The Scottish flag, coming up with a resounding " NO". People world over, celebrate! Its time for joy, as the ... Read More