Life After India

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Life After India

Growing up in America, I can honestly say that I rarely ever thought about what life was like for those living in other parts of the world. As naïve as it sounds now, I thought that my trivial problems were the center of the universe. I also thought that the luxuries of life that I was afforded were the same as those that were given to others. I clearly recognized there were other people living in other countries but, in a sense, I had believed that were all “living in the same boat”. With age comes maturity, increased awareness, and common sense. As I got older I started to realize that the life and opportunities that were given to me were not necessarily given to my classmate next to me. I believe this concept really drove home when I met a boy named Amit in middle school. Amit was a new student who really stood out to me because he spoke very little English. At the time I thought, “Who doesn’t know how to speak English”? I knew about other languages but assumed that those who spoke outside languages knew how to speak English as well. I thought that everyone knew how to speak English. Looking back, I realized how the American mindset of “Everything revolves around us” was present at such a young age in my life. Not only did Amit not speak a lot of English. He didn’t eat the same food as the rest of us and he didn’t wear the same clothes as the rest of us either. Over time, my staring turned in to curiosity and eventually I started to try and talk to Amit. Casually talking a little each day, I learned that although he was from India, we had a lot more in common than I originally thought. Amit became one of my close friends. Although at the end of the school year, I transferred school when my family moved. Amit and I talked rarely via social networking through my high school years. His English has improved dramatically over the past seven years, although he does still have an Indian accent lingering. Sometimes it’s hard for me to...
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