What’s In The Name of a Nation?


Colonialism is far from over. Only on paper maybe but not so much in practice. The white man along with the white woman continues to enjoy and exert supremacy on those from developing and third world countries.

I’ve heard a lot about religious preaching and conversion tactics that the Europeans had implemented in India. Missionary schools and churches that handed out alms, benevolence and the promise of a better life. The mention of Mother Teresa often starts talks about such ulterior motif. But I’ve never heard about the ulterior motif of our colonial rulers in establishing the economic system worldwide, as we currently know it.

With the world distinctly segmented into two halves – that of the economically well off regions and that of economically backward ones – what we have is inevitable and perpetual dominance and subversion.

It’s more than half a century after India has gained freedom but like a naïve young girl living alone in the city, we have come to realize that the world runs on money and money alone. That is our key to real freedom. Instead of fighting the Europeans, we are all now pushing our boundaries to match up to the machine they created.

And that shouldn’t seem like such a problem unless you consider that money breeds more money.

A game that I design, set the rules to and challenge others to will see me as the winner more often than not. But if the other wins, we say they ‘truly deserved to win’. Well maybe, but it’s nice to remember that the equations are rather skewed and the two parties started off from unequal ground.

It seems to me that India is stuck in this kind of a domino effect of the underpriviledged never having the upper hand; where poverty and the desire to destroy it breeds more and more complicated problems each day.

Travellers visiting India from western nations, by the sheer power of their wallets and the priviledge of their skin colour, get preferential treatment. Their bank balance helps determine the rates of the region; their language dictates the script of the hoardings and their stomach spells out the menus and determines the masalas that will spike the local joints.

It is really infuriating to think that Indians looking for Rajma Chawal in South Africa are ridiculed whereas Germans looking for German breakfast and Russians looking for Borsch soup in India, are met with eager servings.

Just food for though. Is it their money? Is it their skin colour? Or is it our embarrassment on being ‘us’ in India and elsewhere.

Colonialism really isn’t dead. We must not forget that China’s rising economic dominance is the result of severe human rights violation where workers are overburdened and underpaid and treated in a nightmarish manner while their American counterparts can instead enjoy unemployment pensions in the comfort of their homes.

Happy Independence Day folks. A little morose but what the hell.

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