Going home to India

Where are you from ?" is a question I'm frequently asked, living as I do in a country other than my own. My reply usually gets mixed reactions. Some see my native India as a faraway exotic land. But to many, it's synonymous with abject poverty and social divisions. Still others view it as a troubled land on the brink of a nuclear war. These are some of the reasons why I find myself praying for India, wherever I may live at the moment.

For me, India is the country I "go home" to every summer. I see color, vivacity, and diversity—a unique mixture of cultures, languages, and religions. I see a land that has achieved much in science, technology, and the arts, but a land that has a long way to go in other fields. What is it that seems to hold back the progress of a nation with such great potential? It's question that I've asked myself many times over the past years. And what can I do to further my country's progress?

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