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Up Dad! |
By
Lavina Melwani |
| How does one bridge
generations that grew up oceans apart? |
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Bringing up children is never easy; but
even harder is bringing up parents! For
Indian immigrants and their American-born
children, life sometimes seems to be running
on two parallel rail tracks with a lot
of shouting, arguing and explaining and
no connecting.
After all, the worlds the two generations
grew up in are oceans apart.
The parents’ world was a sepia
toned universe of deference to elders,
living by the rules, letting the extended
family and society decide when you married,
had children, worked, or lived. The children
of these immigrants have been flung into
neon lit, fast-paced America where rules
exist only to be challenged and where
the individual is king and master of his
own destiny.
For Indian parents, brought up with a
certain worldview and expectations, it
has been disconcerting to bring up American
children. Many a soap opera has played
out in desi homes across the United States
as parents have encountered in their children
the American traits of questioning authority,
speaking up and doing your own thing.
And then there are the thoroughly American
rituals of dating and mating, of moving
out to your own apartment or even moving
in with a “significant other.”
Enough to give desi parents many a sleepless
night!
Yet a sizable number of Indian immigrant
parents have been in the United States
for 20 or 30 or 40 years, surely enough
time to readjust and realign — and
Indians are nothing if not adaptable.
So in all the ensuing years have parents
and children made their peace and found
themselves on a common track?
Then of course there are the children
of the new immigrants in the past decade.
How do these children, some of whom do
not even speak English, fit into America
and how do they interpret this bewildering
country for their parents? |
Some families
are able to pass on their cultural and
social traditions to their children
even as they assimilate into the mainstream,
while others hold back on their Indian-ness
so that their children may find a peace
in their the new world. Each family
tries to find its own way through the
maze of America so each story is different,
albiet with some common threads.
Satya
Chheda has been on both sides of the
fence, as child and future parent. She
was born in America to parents who journeyed
here from Kutch, Gujarat, in the 70’s,
and now that she is married, hopes to
start her own family here. Her father
came to the United States for his MBA
and stayed on in Springfield, Ohio,
to teach at a community college.
“There
were very few Indians there,”
says Satya. “ The school was all
white and my brother and I were the
only people from another country. People
didn’t even know where India was,
and they assumed we were Native Americans.”
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Sachin
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Satya knew
she was Indian because there was Indian
food on the table, and her family talked
about India often. The only Indian grocery
store was 50 miles and the only Hindu
temple an hour and a half away. There
was a void in the space of religion and
community. She went back to India only
twice during her childhood and she just
didn’t feel connected.
She says, “Most of my friends in
high school were non-Indians. Growing
up, I definitely had a hard time. I wished
I were more like my white friends. When
I was in school, I didn’t want to
be around Indian people or associated
with the Indian culture.”
Her mother Pushpa was undergoing her
own cultural adjustments, learning to
drive and cope with housework. A staunch
vegetarian, she gradually learnt to eat
meat in America: “In India we come
from the Jain community where we had never
even seen eggs or meat. We didn’t
even know where to buy those things!”
The changes in the long run were certainly
bigger than learning to crack an egg for
breakfast: as Satya and her brother absorbed
America, there were often family tensions.
“My dad was always telling us to
have Kutchi friends, and that we needed
to go to India. So there was always a
conflict about what it meant to be Indian,”
says Satya. “Funny thing is that
when I got older I started coming more
to my Indian culture and most of my friends
in college were Indian.”
When Satya met a young Indian American
in college and he moved in with her after
a month, it was a shock for everyone,
and though it was an issue with her parents
for a while, her mother was much more
open-minded. The couple later got engaged
and married three years later.
Says Satya, “I think just being
here for 30 years and not entrenched in
the Indian community, it’s made
them assimilate and their values are now
more American than Indian. My mom says
she couldn’t go back to live in
India, she wouldn’t be able to fit
into the culture there anymore.”
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Ask Pushpa
about the empathy she feels towards her
daughter’s experiences and she says,
“When I was growing up in India, I
saw how difficult it was to date. There
was so much family pressure and you always
had to consider others in the extended family.
Here you want your children to make their
own life and you don’t have to worry
about what people will say.
“In India, if you’re
even just going out with someone and you’re
seen, their mouths are going to tell another
ten, another hundred, another thousand.
And it spreads so quickly and half is true,
half is not true sometimes.”
She believes that mothers are generally
more willing than fathers to give daughters
freedom to choose careers, spouses and lifestyles.
“Mothers are more adaptable to this
kind of thinking. Even in India, women are
more liberal with their daughters than are
the fathers.”
Meenal Pandya, who writes
books on Indian culture for her Massachusetts-based
publishing company Meera Publications, agrees. |
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Satya
Cheddy, seen here at |
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generally are more conservative than the
mothers because that’s how they’ve
seen their sisters grow up and that’s
how society has told them things should
be. Mothers change once they’ve seen
the choices and want their daughters to
have the options.”
Pandya, who came
to America almost 25 years ago, has seen
the change in herself and in many of the
people of her generation who came to a new
country with certain fixed ideas: “Almost
everybody has been changed by the contact
with America and sometimes I think they
themselves don’t realize it because
the change has crept in so slowly into the
entire community. It’s only when you
step back and reflect on who you were when
you came here do you realize how much you’ve
changed.”
For women the freedom
to be themselves without having to think
about societal disapproval all the time
is liberating. When it is 95 degrees in
Ohio, Pushpa Chedda dons shorts for her
morning walk, something she would not dare
do in India for fear of raising eyebrows.
The shorts, for her, are a symbol of a lifestyle
change, freeing women to be more outspoken,
take risks and try new things. And this
certainly filters down to the daughters
too.
But many other parents
dread these changes are that stubborness
is a source of friction with their American
born children. Pandya finds that some Indian
parents believe that everything Indian is
good and everything American is not acceptable.
“But there is Indian junk too. Sometimes
Hindi films are no better than American
ones in dishing out trash, but some of the
parents I’ve known are much more willing
to let their children watch them than American
films.”
Pandya raised her two girls, Shirali and
Amoli, in Wellesley, Mass., which has a
very small Indian community, but was careful
to keep the lines of communication open.
The children haven’t been force-fed
their Indian roots but were taken every
few years to meet their grandparents in
India, and introduced to Indian culture
in many different ways. Last year Shirali,
who is a junior at MIT, volunteered at SEWA
in Ahmedabad.
“That might
be the trick to get the best of both cultures,”
says Pandya. She cites a study of Japanese
immigrants which found that kids who were
more into their Japanese culture and language
were also much better Americans: “I
am pretty sure if someone did a similar
survey amongst Indian Americans they would
find similar results.”
As the years have
gone by, Indian parents seem to have mellowed.
Yes, they are still pushy parents, driving
their children to Spelling Bee success and
Ivy League colleges, but they seem to be
willing to look at their children’s
dreams too, now. This also finds reflection
in the number of young Indian Americans
entering non-traditional careers, like acting,
singing, deejaying and journalism. But delve
a little deeper, and you find many of these
young people have MBA’s or law degrees
under their belt. Indian parents’
insurance!
However, while parents might have tolerated
their children’s sleep-overs, heavy
metal concerts, late nights and even given
in to their impractical career choices,
matrimony still remains a major tension
point.
Pandya says, “I
have a Patel friend who’s very conservative,
but when her daughter went to college, she
told her, ‘You can marry anybody from
college as long as he’s Vanya, Brahmin
or Patel.’ These were the three options
she gave her daughter and I thought; ‘Now
that’s some option!’”
By a miracle, the girl actually did find
a Brahmin boy on campus and made her mother
very happy.
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Neverthless,
parents are changing and sometimes it’s
because the change has been thrust upon
them. Intercultural marriages are growing
within the Indian community and faced
with the question of their children’s
happiness many parents first resist, agonize
but finally give in. And many of them
are pleasantly surprised when they get
to know the non Indian families and find
their new son or daughter-in-law adapting
to their culture.
Says Pandya,
“I think what they are looking for
is how Indian these people become. They
want that validation.”
Indeed,
Indians bring so much baggage to the wedding
scene, that it’s almost a relief
for them to find that there are no in-law
hassles to face, no complicated giving
and taking and of course, American boys
have no maharaja airs.
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Meenal
Pandya with family: “Fathers
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When a family
took their newly married daughter to India,
her American bridegroom won everyone’s
hearts by doing ‘pranam’ to
the elders and acting more dutiful than
most Indian grooms!
Yet another young Caucasian who accompanied
his fiancée’s family to India
for their wedding awed the entire extended
family by insisting on sweeping the floor
that was to be decorated with rungoli. He
had no princely ‘damad’ attitude
and endeared himself to everyone with his
hands-on informality. While matrimonial
ads and wedding fairs still hope to find
the ideal spouse from the same region and
community, many Indian parents have also
seen weddings within the community that
have not turned out happily. They are more
willing to be more open-minded about their
children’s choices, be it from a different
region of India or a different race altogether.
So are Indian immigrants finally becoming
American? Observes Pandya, “More than
becoming Americanized, I think the fear
is gone. The very first generation that
came was very fearful of western culture.
They were trying to guide their children
very strictly, because they didn’t
know what was out there. As their comfort
level has increased, they have begun to
let their guard down.”
The story of Ajit and Lata Mody of New
York illustrates how immigrants negotiate
their way through two cultures and pick
the best of both. Mody came to study mechanical
engineering at Pratt in 1968, and went on
to become an engineer with the city of New
York. In 1990, aware of the burgeoning South
Asian population, the couple turned entrepreneurs
and opened Rajbhog Sweets.
The Modys raised their two sons Sanjiv
and Sachin here: the boys went on American
colleges and non-Indian wives while still
retaining their Indian culture and connections.
The closeness between parents and children
remains, with not even a day passing by
without frequent phone calls.
Would Mody have been a very different parent
had be lived in India? “Yes, because
the surroundings are diehard and customary
and people have to stay within the boundaries,”
he says. “Here your next door neighbor
could be Spanish, Greek or Italian, and
when you see other people, you learn something
and go through a real practical life change
where you start adjusting your thinking
and your lifestyle. It’s not like
back home where you live always with the
same group of people.”
Television and print media also have an
influence and then, he says, gradually you
figure out the right way to live in a world
which is getting smaller and smaller because
of globalization. Although belonging to
a vast Gujarati clan where 60 immediate
family members can turn up for a get-together,
Sanjiv and Sachin turned tradition on its
head by marrying Caucasian women. Were there
expectations that they would marry Gujarati
brides? Says Sachin, “Initially yes.
When I got married five years ago, there
wasn’t such a big Indian population
in the schools I went to and where we lived.
So my parents came to the understanding
that so long as we were happy, so be it.”
Mody says, “Initially it was not easy,
but we decided why not see to the happiness
of our children rather than enforcing our
ideas on them? Once the children are grown,
it’s their lives.” Both daughters-in-laws,
Suzanne and Suzy, have picked up some Gujarati,
participate in cultural events and have
adapted to the Indian culture.
Says Mody, “We participate in each
other’s festivals, their families
are happy and so are we. Both sides are
happy because without parental blessing
I don’t think any marriage can survive
ideally.”
In a way, Sanjiv and Sachin, with degrees
in accounting and electrical engineering
from prestigious universities, have paid
the supreme compliment to their parents
by giving up their jobs in Corporate America
to tend to the traditional business that
started out as a mom and pop venture. They’ve
taken the all-Indian mithai shop and turned
it into a corporate semi-mechanized business.
Says Sachin, “Our parents put a lot
of hard work into creating it and as we
were growing up we often spent the summers
helping them out in the business. Basically
it became a part of our blood.” They’ve
used their American education and know how
to mechanize the sweets business and take
it national, distributing in 40 states.
The modern machinery for meatballs now churns
out gulab jamuns after Mody modified it
to fit their needs for producing ethnic
food. It’s almost a metaphor for immigrant
life, which has to be retooled to succeed
in America. Says Mody, “Basically
when you come to America or any foreign
country, you have to modify your life to
local norms, be it practical daily life,
married life or business.”
He believes the young student who came
here 30 years ago is very different from
the man he is today. Previously, he says,
it was a diehard attitude of “I’m
perfectly right and you’re perfectly
wrong,” but age and experience have
taught him to see both sides of the picture.
This nuanced thinking of allowing space
and respecting opinions has resulted in
a happy family life.
While the early Indian immigrants from
the 1960’s and 1970’s may have
clashed with their children on career choices
and marriage plans — or lack of them
— or falling in love with non-Indians,
the children of the new immigrants wrestle
with some new issues.
Satya Chheda, who grew up in Springfield,
Ohio, teaches social studies at the 9th
grade level in New York, about five classes
a day totaling 170 students. Since two of
the classes she teaches are ESL classes,
the majority of her students are South Asian,
newer immigrants from Punjab region in India
and Pakistan and Bangladesh. She points
out that the parents who have lived here
longer are more in touch with the education
system, have better English language skills
and so are able to be involved with the
school. The new immigrants generally don’t
speak English and mostly don’t attend
parent teacher conferences.
One thing she’s noticed is that the
children of new immigrants have a community
in school, with many children from similar
ethnic and socio-economic backgrounds and
similar experiences to share. She recalls
growing up in a small, largely white community
in Ohio: “When I grew up the other
Indian families were richer families and
my family was middle to lower class.”
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She says,
“Mental health is one thing that
is not talked about in Indian society
or in Indian culture. Yet everyone has
issues in families, from physical abuse
or depression to issues like dating and
relationships. I would think this is the
one time these kids can talk about these
issues because when I was growing up there
was no place we could turn to for help.
Everything had to stay within your family
or yourself.”
New immigrants,
caught in the vortex of making a living,
often have financial pressures, language
barriers and immigration woes. All these
spill into the lives of the children who
have been flung into an American world,
but expected to be Indian by their traditional
parents who have so freshly left their
homeland. Many are from the lower socio-economic
strata, the children of cab drivers, restaurant
workers, domestic workers and newsstand
owners.
Annetta
Seecharran, executive director of SAYA!,
South Asian Youth Action, based in Elmhurst,
Queens, works with the children of new
immigrants in career preparation, leadership
development and counseling.
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Most inner-city immigrant families live
in under-resourced neighborhoods with overcrowded
schools which are not always culturally
sensitive to the needs of South Asian youth.For
these children, life is very different from
that of immigrant children living in suburban
palaces, where the anonymity of the suburbs
facilitates assimilation.
While children of earlier
immigrants had no choice but to immerse
with the mainstream, because they were so
few in numbers, the burgeoning South Asian
population means there is critical mass:
“In urban settings the larger numbers
translate to more support for maintaining
the culture and so a greater expectation
on the part of parents that the children
will maintain the culture,” says Seecharran.
“There’s not so much pressure
for young people to assimilate, there’s
support for their Indianness, if you will.”
Having a large community can be both a blessing
and a hindrance to assimilation.
But it also means their
experiences are much more complex, because
when they are thrust into urban settings,
they are also exposed to the negative influences
of drugs and gangs, creating greater conflict
with parents. In her work, Seecharran sees
the communication gap between parents and
children: “The lives of these young
people are so complex. They are struggling
with their identity in the school system
or with the difficulties of getting a summer
job. They have pressures to fit in, pressures
to have the latest fashion. All these factors
create a very difficult emotional life for
young people.”
Immigrant parents, on the other hand, have
straightforward goals of economic well-being
and expect their children to do well in
school and get a well-paying career and
there’s friction when they feel they
are getting side-tracked.
Says Seecharran, “The
kids really feel that they are not heard
by their parents and that some parents can’t
even begin to understand that their children
may have an emotional or psychological life
that warrants support. Children often feel
they cannot discuss their lives with their
parents.” SAYA’s program director
Deepali Bagati has seen enough of the lives
of her own extended family in the United
States to realize that the assimilation
happens at different levels: “With
any immigrant group that comes in, there
is a certain number of years that have to
go by for acculturation to happen, and sometimes
some groups tend to hold on to their culture,
because they think they will lose it if
they become all-American.”
She adds, “At the
end of the day, they are living here and
they are American.. The people who came
in the 60’s and 70’s were generally
from the affluent section of society and
so their struggles were very different from
the struggles the parents of the young people
who come here are facing on a day-to-day
basis. So when you’re trapped at that
level what do you hold on to? Your culture
and your tradition. I think that’s
what grounds you.”
Deepa Patel is one young
woman who grew up as the child of new immigrants
and has seen the ups and downs of the immigrant
life. Her mother first came here as a nurse
and then called the rest of the family.
But making a living was hard and her father
could not find a job so the children were
sent to India to relatives.
Her father found work with
the city eventually and called the children
back to New York. She says, “Yes,
my parents are definitely very traditional.
My entire family, my uncles and aunts they
all came in the 80’s, and I can say
that each and every one of my family who
is in America is much more traditional than
the families that are in India.”
Now a student at St. John’s University,
she points out though her father may be
traditional, he encourages her dreams of
one day joining the United Nations. For
her and for many other children of new immigrants,
SAYA! has become the bridge between home
and the world. She says: “It has made
a big difference in my life. There are many
South Asian youth who didn’t have
a place to go and SAYA! helps them to progress
in life.”
She’s started a leadership
program called Awaaz at SAYA! which organizes
social activities for South Asian teens:
“A lot of the families are lower middle
class and they do have financial problems
so it’s really a place for the youth
to get away and our main goal is for them
to have fun.”
The dynamics between Indian parents and
their American children continue to change
and evolve as each finds their own comfort
level in America. Satya Chheda, for one,
has long since reconciled with her roots
and in fact is keen to put her children
in closer touch with the Indian culture
than her parents had.
“Being raised in
America, they will already be exposed to
the influences in school,” she says.
“ I want them to learn a language,
Hindi or Gujarati, because I don’t
speak my own language and I can’t
communicate with my grandparents and my
relatives in India and that’s really
frustrating.” She also plans to take
them to India more often and get them involved
in community events so that they have a
full identity and an appreciation of their
Indian culture too.
Loss and gain. That’s
what the immigrant experience is all about.
The first generation was enmeshed in the
struggle of making it in America, often
changing their names and beliefs to fit
in. Now their children have the luxury of
choices, of creating their own template
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