Hi everyone, hope you are all doing well and are enjoying the first week back at school! It’s going to take a while to get back into routine but I’m also really looking forward to this year. From what I’ve heard, Year 12 is the best year. So far it’s been pretty relaxed but I am enjoying it!
Anyway, today’s blog post is going to be a little bit unusual because it’s about my holiday rather than study-related stuff. My family decided to spend this summer in India, primarily because a lot of my family lives there so it gives us the opportunity to get together and socialise etc.
I couldn’t help but notice though, how much we have that most people living in India don’t have. And it made me realise that I really ought to be grateful about the life that my parents have given me. It’s all too easy to compare ourselves to everyone we see on social media with their supposedly perfect lives with seemingly everything you could ever want – honestly, I know the feeling.
But this holiday, I realised that I should be comparing my life to those more disadvantaged than me and appreciate what I do have rather than wishing for what I don’t.
So many people live in India without things we consider to be necessities. There is no constant supply of clean water, neither is it consistent. Back home, we open the tap and drink water without a second thought.
The flaws with Indian society is a topic that I could go on forever. Now, I’m not saying that British society doesn’t have flaws – I’ve experienced racism in Britain firsthand – but we have a lot more freedom than in India. It is an oppressive society, where women are expected to listen and obey, not question. The discrimination between genders is staggering. Not something I would expect in this day and age.
Crime is commonplace, and, with the government teeming with corruption, there is no real law and order. No real rules and regulations to protect us all. Imagine that. So many people die every day as a result of the lack of law enforcement.
When you go outside you see roads strewed with litter. The amount of pollution is absolutely unbelievable. When it rains there is chaos because there are no properly effective water management systems in place.
You see young children going to school, carrying rucksacks on their shoulders which are probably double their weight, narrowly missing cars, lorries and motorcyclists because they refuse to stop and let pedestrians cross. Other children are selling ornaments and fruits on the street because their parents can’t afford to send them to school… or perhaps they have no parents.
Seeing all of this made me realise just how lucky I am to live where I do. But I still consider myself lucky to be Indian, because would I be as appreciative about my life if I hadn’t seen the poverty, unjustness and the corruption people live amidst? I genuinely don’t think so. I also love the culture and the traditions that come with being Indian, and I consider lots of Indian values to be of utmost importance, so I am thankful for my heritage.
Coming to India has really opened my eyes as to the daily struggle that is the bitter reality for so many people, but on the flip-side, I have really enjoyed getting together with family and having a good time.