I Always Thought I'd Return Home to India -- Until I Had a Daughter

[Laaloo]

Lengthy article A bit overdramatic but worth a read.

When I moved to the United States 10 years ago, I was adamant that I would eventually return to India. I had heard that I wouldn't. That everyone says they will but few actually do. The conveniences of clean roads, bribery -free administrative offices, and judiciary and policing that works will be too much to give up. I refused to concede. Over the years, as I learned more about the country I had immigrated to, in spite of the unbelievable personal growth it had allowed, I focused more on its shortfalls. Its shortfalls made me hopeful of my motherland's chances. See, we believed growing up that the outside world is immune to the struggles we face. We are corrupt, unclean and unable to rise above our personal interests for greater good. The U.S. showed me that corruption can be bigger and masked in finer terms, such as the influencing of policies, or lobbying. Its struggle with race and social gaps were a little too familiar -- just change race to caste or region, which comforted me when I walked the unfamiliar clean streets. I started believing that India can overcome her challenges too, attaining the improved infrastructure and minimum standard of living for all. This was well-timed with the 2004 boom and GDP growth India was seeing. On trips back home, I would see women (and men) working better jobs. There were better roads, and construction everywhere for flyovers and malls. The rampant unemployment stories of the eighties that were so familiar were replaced with stories of workplace woes at the IT offices and call centers. Still, those were better stories to hear, better problems to have. Most striking to me were the women -- the roles I saw them now playing brought a smile to my lips even when I walked the streets with habitual caution. Seeing them in trousers everywhere, from retail to gas pumps, boosted my confidence. A deep seated despondency, well buried under my defiant pride of my heritage, began to fade. Maybe now we will travel in crowded buses without having to worry about being touched. Without having to have something handy to cover our breasts or guard our bottoms from pinches. Maybe parents will let girls stay out later. They won't be at disadvantage for jobs anymore because they needed to leave early, couldn't travel to fields, and other such numerous very valid restrictions. And then, eventually, maybe my country will consider a female child to be of equal value. I felt the stares, which I had grown so accustomed to ignoring, softening. They were getting used to seeing girls. They were accepting us as coexisting fellow citizens walking the same earth. My resolve to return strengthened. -- In 2012, I became pregnant with our first child. I was told in the middle of my second trimester that I should consider postponing my upcoming trip to India. I had low-lying placenta, which could cause bleeding risk. But I couldn't. It was imperative to me to visit my motherland while I carried my child. I wanted to be there, breathe the air, and touch the soil with my child inside me. I traveled to India with a nervous heart and swollen belly. I had a great trip -- food, smell, love, movies, songs, festivals, colors. There was one incident but no trip to India was without incidents. So this was nothing remarkable. Like all others it left me violated and uncomfortable, but like the others, this would be forgotten, too. I decided to concentrate instead on being able to have a successful trip. I had succeeded in carrying my baby to her country and back. -- And then came December. I watched the news on the Delhi gang rape incident. Initial coverage reported a young medical student brutalized for 40 minutes and left for dead. My interest changed to shock, anger and soon to fear. She was not alone. She was not out late. She was where I was just a few weeks back, admiring the post-commonwealth games opulence of our capital. It was not a bad locality; these were not the times of the riots. Yet she was tortured in an unspeakable manner and left to die bleeding on the streets while people passed by. In the country of millions, very few had time to stop. This wasn't the first case, I knew that very well. But often you walk by the mirror too fast, catching just a glimpse of yourself. And you are okay with what you see. But then you are suddenly forced to stop and take a hard look. I saw my country erupt in protest. They were saying this was the cataclysmic event the country needed. We had walked on eggshells for too long to not get hurt. India was never a country known for being liberal or kind to its women. Every woman I know has gone through the "incidents" and have learnt to ignore them. Eve-teasing was long reduced to harmless fun thanks to our tinsel town, and reports on rape were obligatory for print news and had columns pre-reserved, but were always placed in the inside pages. Horrific violations or gang rapes happened, but during riots, political conflicts, or in remote villages. Maybe I was so blinded by my country's progress, visible in what was becoming more and more acceptable for women to wear, that I failed to see what was coming -- the mistakes of painting the walls before the bricks were cemented. I forgot how fragile and short-lived progress can be if it's not pervasive. I had read about how in South Africa, post-apartheid, privileged whites had to live on guard all the time as there were mobs around ready to snatch what they had. I wish I could describe my country's behavior away with just this example. Yes, maybe it was some of this -- rising economic disparities and a sectional, segregated liberalization. But rape and violence against women in my country is not just have-nots against haves. It is have-nots against have-nots, haves against haves, men against women, and sometimes women against women. It is a prolific phenomenon of teaching a lesson, whether by splashing acid or mutilating, parading naked, to the ones who need to be taught. The ones who have dared to defy, refuse or offend you. The ones who have dared to be there -- the wrong place at the wrong time. My husband didn't want to talk about this, a behavior not uncommon for the "other" Indian men. Embarrassed, uncomfortable and helpless, they often choose to avoid this topic. But I, as a woman carrying a girl child, didn't have that option. I found myself researching rape in India after December and I came across horrific events. I found myself Googling acid attacks. Link after link came up. According to one report, India had surpassed Bangladesh in the number of acid attacks. A part of me started believing things would change now, especially after the protesters refused to budge. I got a call from my sister. She was going to be walking in a rally, as would be most of my friends back home. I thought it was good sign that rape cases were headline news, regardless of the motivation behind it, and that women were coming forward to report rapes. I saw the other comments, too -- online and on news. Sneers, taunts and obscenities, from ignorant to disgusting. I chose to ignore them. This time was going to be different. We had reached the apocalypse -- only social re-birth could be possible going forward. -- 2015-06-02-1433262922-1930956-MeandIra.jpg In March of 2013, with hope in my heart, I gave birth to my daughter. Months passed. Reforms were announced. Fast-track courts, new anti-rape laws, sensitization of police, and talks, lots of talks, on raising our children right. Jyoti's offenders had been sentenced to death. Yet I could only remember a taunting comment from the defense attorney which wasn't talked about as much as his other unmentionable quotes. He said, "People are talking of death sentence to set an example against rape. If deciding to hang them stop other rapists, even for next 24 hours, I will withdraw our appeal and petition to hang them myself." I was afraid he was right. I knew there would be another. And then another. Five-year-old, then 75. Two years later, he had been proven right 93 times each day according to one report. The event had come and gone. We are waiting for another cataclysm. -- At parties, while traveling, I await with fear for the question to come up. Are women safer in my country now? Is India really developing? Have things started to change? What about all those protests? Did the Nirbhaya case change India? I wish it had. But I know it hasn't. I have run out of excuses for my country. I had long been angry. Every time I was told that I need to be back sooner since I was a girl. When my brother, nine years younger, would be asked to walk me home. When my breasts were touched suddenly or an unmentionable comment was uttered into my ears by a stranger who had the confidence to stare into my shocked eyes and offer a grin in return. I was taught to accept that these things happen. Women needed to be careful. But I looked at my daughter often in the dark hours of night and decided that I couldn't teach her to accept. Instead I have now accepted that I will never be moving back to my motherland. I feel orphaned in many ways, but I have to be a parent to my daughter. Yes, she could be possibly be harmed here too -- shot in a school for example -- but I know in my heart she is safer in the United States. The state of my motherland had made me crave a female child when we knew we would have only one. It was my rebellion. My female child is the reason I now choose to lose my motherland, 10 years after moving to the U.S.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/tanushree-ghosh/i-always-thought-id-return-home-to-india_b_7472776.html?ncid=txtlnkusaolp00000592

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Is she trying to get us to believe that, had her baby been male, she would've returned? One will never know if she would've done that. But, there are times when people use emotional and social arguments to justify practical decisions. Mainly for fear of being called a snob or impure Indian or unpatriotic. This seems like one of those situations, where she likes it in the US, but is afraid to say it outright and must find a "bahaanaa" to justify her decision. It's time we learned to own and embrace our decisions. I love clean roads. I love the lack of corruption at the levels in which I deal. More than anything, I love my job. In the mid-to-late-90s, when I was finishing up my Ph.D. in plant biochemistry, there was little opportunity to go back and make a very good living in India, unless I was at the very top of my field. Which I was not. So, a practical decision was made. I found a job I love in a city I love raising a family I love. I embrace it wholeheartedly.

[coffee_rules]

Cmon, it's ridiculous to blame it on One rape. Rapes have happened before Nirbhaya also, you decide to stay back for your own F'in reason. Don't try to rationalize your decisions with reasons that are beyond anybody's control. An Indian woman in Australia was shot and killed recently. That doesn't stop Indians to not flock Australia. Also true for USA as well. Anybody can be in a wrong place at the wrong time. One can be practical and be on guard and try to prevent damage as much as possible in any country. I have heard of people going back to India because they don't like the way the daughters are growing up in USA - dating, over-indulgence in pre-marital sex and teenage pregnancy. Hate such one-sided narrow minded articles.

[Desi Cartman]

Without reading the article I can say that no place is ideal. Its about preference and affordability. Your kids can end up doing drugs or getting pregnant anywhere. There were kids in my high school who did drugs in India and its the same here. A lot depends on parenting and the location of school\house. Is living in Delhi worse than living in a bad neighborhood in the US? We have all made our choices based on available options, to rub it in the face of Indians that I wouldnt want to live there is basically disrespectful. It seems like she has always focused on greener grass on the other side. Yes there are issues and the situation is much worse in India but what is she trying to tell others? Is she too special for India now? I dont understand the message

[flamy]

I think a lot of desis who go abroad feel some kind of guilt. What are they supposed to be guilty of? :dontknow: I know I won't get the lifestyle I want in India. I'm chill here. :nice: Although, I do miss having family around. That is the only thing that pulls me back to India. Most friends are also abroad. Agree with that vulgar shirtless poster above me. :agree:

[Desi Cartman]

I think a lot of desis who go abroad feel some kind of guilt. What are they supposed to be guilty of? :dontknow: I know I won't get the lifestyle I want in India. I'm chill here. :nice: Although, I do miss having family around. That is the only thing that pulls me back to India. Most friends are also abroad. Agree with that vulgar shirtless poster above me. :agree:

Does it turn you on?

[G_B_]

i guess must be a slow news day. need to generate content on their own... I am getting sick of these online media outlets, Firstpost, Scoll and Huffington Post and even freaking NitiCentral. Dumb as feck news sites.

[Crookbond]

One side of the story - I have heard "parents" returning to India BECAUSE they have daughter(s). Why? Avar kulcha and avar sanskaar doesn't want mah teenage girls to date when 16 or have sex. G_B_, These sites are filled with keyboard warriors as "editors". This is the reason editorial discretion is required no matter what side a newspaper leans.

[HippoSucks]

One side of the story - I have heard "parents" returning to India BECAUSE they have daughter(s). Why? Avar kulcha and avar sanskaar doesn't want mah teenage girls to date when 16 or have sex. G_B_, These sites are filled with keyboard warriors as "editors". This is the reason editorial discretion is required no matter what side a newspaper leans.

I know numerous people who have done the same thing. The chances of a girl getting raped in India is much, much less than the chances of a girl having a boyfriend at the age of 14. And that has a significant negative effect on their future. The situation in India is quite terrible regarding these things, but it does not constitute a reason for not living in this country.

[Desi Cartman]

^ or perhaps its best to show confidence in your kids, teach them the right thing and keep an eye on their behavior? This way you are focusing on things that you can actually control

[HippoSucks]

^ or perhaps its best to show confidence in your kids' date=' teach them the right thing and keep an eye on their behavior? This way you are focusing on things that you can actually control[/quote'] It is too difficult to control their behaviors when they are out of your sight for the better part of the day. As for showing confidence in them and believing that they will never do anything wrong, that rarely works. People are influenced too easily here.

[Desi Cartman]

It is too difficult to control their behaviors when they are out of your sight for the better part of the day. As for showing confidence in them and believing that they will never do anything wrong, that rarely works. People are influenced too easily here.

Not really, in fact monitoring and controlling kids usually fails as opposed to guiding and explaining. Half of my class did drugs but the kids who had good family environment very rarely did it.

[hhunaeh]

Let kids grow up in one single country . Why move back and forth and confuse them more than necessary.

[Desi Cartman]

Let kids grow up in one single country . Why move back and forth and confuse them more than necessary.

Reminds me of a guy in high school who moved from London to India after living there for 10+ years. It was an EPIC fail as the guy could never fit in. He struggled in making friends, discussing anything or even speaking in Hinglish. I saw his facebook and linkedin few weeks ago and couldnt believe that he is still struggling and has no real career or social circle. :(( We used to ask him to say "Bada" (big) in Hindi and then laugh out loud as he pronounced it bra. I feel bad now :((

[Texan]

This OP is full of bullsh!t reasons. Perhaps, the writer had already made up her mind and is using these excuses now. Crime happens in every country. If you feel you are better off in U.S. after considering all sociology-economic aspects, sure go ahead and stay here. Many people would determine that they would be better off in India. It's an individual decision.

[moniker]

Everyone is free to form their own opinions based on their experiences. I feel I was safer back home when I could roam around in the streets past midnight, while here I don't step out on foot after dark for the fear of getting mugged. Of course I can't speak for women or men who'd have had different experiences. I feel it all boils down to $$$ in the end. People make compromises and tend to stay at a place where they can make more money.

[rkt.india]

To jahan vo rehti hai vahan kabhi rape nahi huye kya?

[Crookbond]

To jahan vo rehti hai vahan kabhi rape nahi huye kya?

There is more freedom for the average women in the US or some of the other western countries than India. You just need to be a woman or travel with one to understand it. These reductio ad abusrdum's are camouflaging the main point.

[vvvslaxman]

Few reasons i have come to know of about who people settle down here 1) Quiet a few want to get away from inlaws, relatives everyone else for good 2) Living Quality (That is primarily a motivating reason for many) 3) Cheaper school expense (If it is not private) 4) Better Pay 5) Better social status 6) OPPORTUNITIES In India competition is so intense that i won't find a job if i go back there.

[Cricketics]

I have solution for such people - Just don't have kids. Yes, live worry free and enjoy your dreams of going back to your home country if you feel you like your homeland so much. Why do all the drama of writing these letters saying that the home country is not appropriate for their kids. As if U.S is very appropriate for her kids where you get to see pregnant 14-15 year olds when riding the same school bus.