Trip to Calcutta: A Chiaroscuro Amitava Sen I could hardly see her behind the pile of sarees stacked on the shop counter nevertheless I recognized her and was pleasantly surprised to see Gouri of New Jersey at the Gariahat ladies tailoring shop. I confess that although not a customer I am a frequent visitor to this place during my not so long stays in Calcutta. My wife always carries a big order of blouses from her friends during our annual trip to Calcutta and then she has her own stuff. That calls for more than a few visits. From logistical considerations we found that we save time and gasoline if we could drop-in at the tailor shop on our way to other destinations. I inquired about Gouri’s stay and travel plans. She is in India for a total of three weeks she discloses she has already been one week in Calcutta and three days each in Bombay and Bangalore. She does not have many relatives her both parents are deceased and she has a sister in Bangalore and a first cousin in Bombay. She informed that she was at the tailoring shop for hemming attaching fall and netting of the 25 sarees she purchased not to mention stitching 25 blouses matching each of them. I could see where the pile of sarees on the counter came from. On our way back from the shop I was wondering aloud how could she manage to buy 25 sarees during her one week’s stay in Calcutta My wife explained that these sarees had been purchased from three cities all resplendent with saree shops. I conjectured how could she not buy 8 and one third sarees per city especially when each of the sarees was unique one of a kind and at dirt cheap price of not more than100-150 dollars each My wife was clearly indignant at my insensitivity. Sure I immediately relented I should have understood the obvious reason behind the purchase of 25 sarees. Pleased with my remorse my wife confided Gouri bought five more which were not at the tailoring shop. Gouri did not like them after she brought them home. But never mind she will take them back to America and sell them to her friends at cost which will most likely include a reasonably hefty profit for herself call it service charge. And she can rightly recover her marketing and selling expenses which will include a dinner at her place. I made a mental note to excuse us from any dinner invitation from Gouri when we return. What brought Gouri to India Why do we keep on coming back Ostensively to see relatives or buy sarees more than Gouri can conceivably wear in a year or two. That could not be the major reason for many of us. It was not true for Gouri either and only partly true for the rest of us. I know of many amongst us who take the grueling 20 hours trip to Calcutta and stay in a hotel or a guest house or are sequestered in Ramkrishna Mission Institute of Culture at Golpark. They do not even have a place to stay with friends or relatives. A stay in Calcutta is arguably unpleasant. The place is polluted pot-holed noisy and not a pristine tourist attraction by any stretch of imagination. But don’t we feel good Feel good about what Feel good about ourselves our inflated selves our larger than life selves. It seems like a power trip to establish and proclaim our new found power and self esteem for our old country to see. We grew up in a place where money muscle and connection mattered. Unless you were rich or Daoud Ibrahim’s brother or Jyoti Babu’s son you had no chance and you had no power. We have now found a way to the power we have adequate money adequacy measured by Indian yardstick. We expect that people at least back in our old country will be awestruck and will respect us for that. So why not flaunt our money or our power here in the United States where we live in our Diaspora But it is difficult to get noticed here by our compatriots who look at the mirror and only like what they see. It is easier in India where there is an aura of ‘American mystique’ around you. From being a no body when we have left our country we are somebody now and we want our old country to take note. Why otherwise do we call press conferences in Calcutta to announce upcoming events staged solely for the audience in the United States It could as well be held in Baghdad or Timbuktu cultural aficionados or the drama reviewers in Calcutta could not care less. It hardly will attract an audience or sell a ticket or even engender a mention in Calcutta press. I suspect lurking in our minds’ shadows is the urge to claim fifteen minutes of glory back in our homeland from which we are voluntarily severed yet we want to impose our glorified and often unreal images desperately seeking to be noticed. On another thought do we revisit our old country in search of happiness Are we unhappy here We ought to be by “Mahabharatianâ€ definition. When Dharma asked Judhistir as to who were considered happy in life Judhistir answered that a happy person was the one who did not live away from home and who was not indebted. Think about our huge mortgage and credit card debts . By that yardstick we are probably unhappy. In the end some would relate to me when I say that I always feel happy as soon as the aircraft touches down at DumDum and I walk in to the dirty dusty and chaotic immigration hallway. I look around and discover that I am amongst my own people they look like me and act like me. It is not even a feeling which reflects looking forward to meeting many relatives or friends. Neither do I have plans to buy a saree or a punjabi. Why do I feel so much at home Is it all about getting touchy-feely I ask myself. 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