Binu Jose Philip's Weblog
Deciding culture
Last few weeks I was obsessing about decisions. I had to think about culture. I had to think about our responsibilities to our kid. I am in the US now and we have to go back soon. There are no un-thwartable reasons to go back. The reasons I quote are taking care of parents, being at a place which is really home and belongs to us and allowing our kid to grow up immersed in our culture and education. She is happy here enjoying the parks and play school and long trips. We have friends here who are questioning our sanity about going back. We have our parents, relative and friends in India not believing we will come back. I have colleagues who counsel me about opportunities and exploiting them and giving my kid the best possible education. I have other friends who tell me how much more money I can make and how stress free and easy life is here. Am I really denying my a daughter good education and a better life only because I value something as ephemeral and shifting as culture? Would she be a better person because of "our" culture? Do my responsibilities have an inflated perception factor and a very small reality factor? I thought a lot, rather I obsessed a lot and went around with a dour face and an irritable disposition. Finally, I have decided. I absolved myself all sins so to say. Thinking back how I grew up, memories I cherish, where I studied, what I enjoyed, I don't see it being very different for my daughter. For every luxury I may have missed during childhood there is an enjoyable story, some learning, an event, a reason making it special and enriching than a lack of some sort. From mosquito bites to crowded open markets, from overloaded public buses to lack of shopping malls, from dirty rest-rooms to inadequate infrastructure, everything has left an impression on me. Whether good or bad or inconsequential, all that is what has made me. The "could have been"s are endless, I have decided for her. I know I am giving her what she deserves, only the best.
Posted at 06:31AM Jun 04, 2008 by binujp in philosophy and links |
Being human
I saw Hotel Rwanda and was immediately depressed. I know worse has happened in history. Right from almost 2800 BC there is record of human sacrifice. Organized persecution has happened regularly. With that as the background I thought about my arguments with my sister. She is vehement in her view that humans are unworthy of being considered the pinnacle of evolution. We Humans are not humane. I argue with her about nature being "inhuman" and killing and fighting being part of raw nature. Humans are nothing if not a product of nature. Everything from stealing to cheating to gangs and wars abound in nature in many other specees. Humans are only following natural instincts. Everything that humans do is thus fine. But after watching this movie I have changed my point of view. If we humans can't control our actions beyond what nature dictates what use is self awareness? Being self aware is more than saying "I think therefore I am.". It also means acknowledging anyone else has the right to be as different as they want to be, tolerance and mercy. Mercy being the keyword.
Posted at 07:46AM Feb 05, 2008 by binujp in philosophy and links |
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