There are some best things I noticed during my recent trip to India, and some worst.
First the good ones: Prosperity is visible. Some people who once talked about taking loans to buy bicycles are now owners of motorcars. Technology is the key word and I saw several vegetable vendors, sadhus, carpenters and haircutters flaunting their cellphones and motorcycles. Developments in medicine have helped some people move with artificial hearts, legs, glittering white imitation tooth and much more (I don’t know what is on your mind, naughty).
Youngsters get much better salaries than what we used to get 10 years ago.
Now the bad side of the story:
The one-point mission in life for most people seems to buy a one or two-room kitchen of their own. The utter failure of successive governments to offer affordable housing to all Indians is responsible for this. The entire life is spent working to buy a roof. If cheaper houses built by government flood the market, private sharks will learn a lesson. But are not private sharks and public big fish hand in glove?
Many do not know the meaning of hygiene. There are no proper public urinals and pissing on the roads is a common sight.
Road network has improved a great deal. Travelling from Chennai to Mumbai by car (1,200 plus km) proved quite easy. The road tolls every three hours may be expensive, but worth it.
TV serials have brought discard in many families. The elderly prefer to watch serials where family revenge is the buzzword. When the youngsters ask for cricket match or latest movie, an argument ensues, brews and ends in mini-family war.
Politicians command no respect. Many are convinced that India is progressing despite the politicians.
Materialism is all-pervading. But I cannot talk on this subject. I will preach money is evil, but run for it on the sly. I am a hypocrite on this. When the pocket gets empty, it’s better to turn a philosopher.
The secret: Deep inside, I realize simple living and less desires bring the door of heaven closer. In fact, it brings heaven to earth.