Being a cross-cultural kid having lived in both India and the Netherlands, both countries feel like home. For me both countries encompass delights and disappointments. I may write another blog on that topic, but it’ll take quite some thinking and rewriting. Sharing something else instead. Something that came as an eye-opener when I travelled with my son to India this year.
In Delhi I met my ex-schoolmates and felt uber comfortable conversing the Indian way. That’s when I realised India had been my home, but never his. Whenever I revisit India I crave the delicious foods I’ve missed outside of India. Especially the mouth-watering Jalebi! which is only available in winter. My son relished it too. I am glad he loves his dahl chawal, cause he has a no/low tolerance to spices, which makes outdoor dining a bit tough.
I was amazed to see how comfortable he was in the cacophony of sounds of Delhi. How at ease he was in these foreign surroundings and at ease interacting with people and kids around. A cross-cultural kid.
Shakti Hannie 