NY Times
   
How India Became  America
By AKASH  KAPUR
Published: March 9, 2012 

 
Pondicherry, _India_ 
(http://topics.nytimes.com/top/news/international/countriesandterritories/india/index.html?inline=nyt-geo)
   
ANOTHER brick has come down in the great wall  separating India from the 
rest of the world. Recently, both Starbucks and Amazon  announced that they 
would be entering the Indian market. Amazon has already  started a comparison 
shopping site; Starbucks plans to open its_  first outlet_ 
(http://www.reuters.com/article/2012/01/30/uk-tata-starbucks-idUSLNE80T02A20120130)
  this 
summer.  
As one Indian newspaper put it, this could be “the  final stamp of 
globalization.”  
For me, though, the arrival of these two companies, so  emblematic of 
American consumerism, and so emblematic, too, of the West Coast  techie culture 
that has infiltrated India’s own booming technology sector, is a  sign of 
something more distinctive. It signals the latest episode in India’s  
remarkable process of Americanization.  
I grew up in rural India, the son of an Indian father  and American mother. 
I spent many summers (and the occasional biting, shocking  winter) in rural 
Minnesota. I always considered both countries home. In truth,  though, the 
India and America of my youth were very far apart: cold war  adversaries, 
America’s capitalist exuberance a sharp contrast to India’s austere  
socialism. For much of my life, my two homes were literally — but also  
culturally, 
socially and experientially — on opposite sides of the planet.  
All that began changing in the early 1990s, when India  liberalized its 
economy. Since then, I’ve watched India’s transformation with  exhilaration, 
but occasionally, and increasingly, with some anxiety.  
I left for boarding school in America in 1991. By the  time I graduated 
from high school, two years later, Indian cities had filled  with shopping 
malls and glass-paneled office buildings. In the countryside,  thatch huts had 
given way to concrete homes, and cashew and mango plantations  were being 
replaced by gated communities. In both city and country, a newly  liberated 
population was indulging in a frenzy (some called it an orgy) of  consumerism 
and self-expression.  
More than half a century ago, R. K. Narayan, that  great chronicler of 
India in simpler times, wrote about his travels in America.  “America and India 
are profoundly different in attitude and philosophy,” he  wrote. “Indian 
philosophy stresses austerity and unencumbered, uncomplicated  day-to-day 
living. America’s emphasis, on the other hand, is on material  acquisition and 
the limitless pursuit of prosperity.” By the time I decided to  return to 
India for good, in 2003, Narayan’s observations felt outdated. A great  
reconciliation had taken place; my two homes were no longer so far apart.  
This reconciliation — this Americanization of India —  had both tangible 
and intangible manifestations. The tangible signs included an  increase in 
the availability of American brands; a noticeable surge in the  population of 
American businessmen (and their booming voices) in the corridors  of 
five-star hotels; and, also, a striking use of American idiom and American  
accents. In outsourcing companies across the country, Indians were being taught 
 to 
speak more slowly and stretch their O’s. I found myself turning my head 
(and  wincing a little) when I heard young Indians call their colleagues “dude.”
  
But the intangible evidence of Americanization was  even more remarkable. 
Something had changed in the very spirit of the country.  The India in which 
I grew up was, in many respects, an isolated and dour place  of limited 
opportunity. The country was straitjacketed by its moralistic  rejection of 
capitalism, by a lethargic and often depressive fatalism.  
Now it is infused with an energy, a can-do ambition  and an entrepreneurial 
spirit that I can only describe as distinctly American.  In surveys of 
global opinion, Indians consistently rank as among the most  optimistic people 
in the world. Bookstores are stacked with titles like “India  Arriving,” “
India Booms” and “The Indian Renaissance.” The Pew Global Attitudes  Project, 
which measures opinions across major countries, regularly finds that  
Indians admire values and attributes typically thought of as American:  
free-market capitalism, globalization, even multinational companies. 
Substantial  
majorities associate Americans with values like hard work and inventiveness, 
and  even during the Iraq war, India’s views of America remained decidedly 
positive.  
I HAVE learned, though, that the nation’s new  American-style prosperity is 
a more complex, and certainly more ambivalent,  phenomenon than it first 
appears. The villages around my home have undeniably  grown more prosperous, 
but they are also more troubled.  Abandoned fields  and fallow plantations 
are indications of a looming agricultural and  environmental crisis.  Ancient 
social structures are collapsing under the  weight of new money. Bonds of 
caste and religion and family have frayed; the  panchayats, village assemblies 
made up of elders, have lost their traditional  authority. Often, 
lawlessness and violence step into the vacuum left behind.  
I recently spoke with a woman in her mid-50s who lives  in a nearby 
village. She leads a simple life (impoverished even, by American  standards), 
but 
she is immeasurably better off than she was a couple of decades  ago. She 
grew up in a thatch hut. Now she lives in a house with a concrete roof,  
running water and electricity. Her son owns a cellphone and drives a 
motorcycle.  
Her niece is going to college.  
But not long before we talked, there had been a murder  in the area, the 
latest in a series of violent attacks and killings. Shops that  hadn’t existed 
a decade ago were boarded up in anticipation of further violence;  the 
police patrolled newly tarred roads. The woman was scared to leave her  home.   
“This is what all the money has brought to us,” she  said to me. “We were 
poor, but at least we didn’t need to worry about our lives.  I think it was 
better that way.”  
Hers is a lament — against rapid development, against  the brutality of 
modernity — that I have heard with increasing frequency.  India’s 
Americanization has in so many ways been a wonderful thing. It has  lifted 
millions from 
poverty, and, by seeding ideas of meritocracy and  individual attainment 
into the national imagination, it has begun the process of  dismantling an old 
and often repressive order. More and more, though, I find  myself lying 
awake at night, worrying about what will take the place of that  order. The 
American promise of renewal and reinvention is deeply seductive —  but, as I 
have learned since coming back home, it is also profoundly menacing.  
 
Akash Kapur is the _author_ (http://www.akashkapur.com/about/)  of  the 
forthcoming “India Becoming: A Portrait of Life in Modern  India.”

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