India is explained as the land of many experiences from where, when
you leave, you take only half of you because the other half you
lose due to dysentery, nausea, vomiting, sickness and such other
weight-loss techniques-Dr. Atkins paradise, you might say. Roots?
Hell no. A cruel twist of kismet, or rather a need of employment to
pay alimony, brought me back to my country of birth, India, that I
had left almost a quarter of a century ago seeking greener pastures
overseas. But it was perhaps a foible of karma that upon returning
and during our two years of staying in India, we lived in the two
most amazing and diagonally opposite in nature cities for an equal
amount of time-Calcutta, the City of Joy, and New Delhi, the City
of Sorrows. Although considered fictional, the story of City of Joy
is based on true characters. It revolves around the trials and
tribulations of a young Polish priest, the hardship endured by a
rickshaw puller, and the experiences of a young American doctor. My
stories are about the trials and tribulations of a
non-confrontational Canadian engineering executive (me...really)
and his thrill-junky Canadian doctor wife. I must admit it was
rather nostalgic for me to return to my home country after a
three-decade absence. I guess after the sudden loss of my job, I
was very thankful to find not only a well-paid, senior position but
also to have the opportunity to come back to my country of
birth-all expenses paid. Besides, ever since I watched 'Roots, ' I
was convinced that only by returning to India would I find answers
to all those questions that had been hounding me for a very long
time. You know the questions we all tend to think of when we lose a
job through no fault of our own, like: Is there a god? Why me? Will
I find peace? Will I come back as a woman in my next life? Okay,
maybe not the last one, that may be my crazy thinking because just
once I would like a chance to find the meaning of life in morning
coffees, shopping trips, elaborate hairdos, and hours in beauty
salons and spas while some sucker who spent half his life educating
himself looked after me, worshiped me and cared for all my needs.
Anyway, here I was, back in India and thankful for being gainfully
employed. Here is an odd thing. Just when one thinks that one knows
everything about something, one is always inevitably in for a
surprise. I thought I knew everything about my country. You know,
the corruption, bad service, and dirty politics. No, no, I am not
talking about Canada. I am talking about India. Wait a minute. Come
to think of it, it could well be Canada. Anyway, this time I am
talking about India. Read my humorous, misadventure stories of how
as an Indian I barely survived India and at the same time my wife
as a Canadian thrived in this blessed place. These stories may give
you an insight to how to survive corporate India or die laughing.
General
Imprint: |
Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
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Country of origin: |
United States |
Release date: |
May 2013 |
First published: |
May 2013 |
Authors: |
Narendra Simone
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Dimensions: |
203 x 127 x 15mm (L x W x T) |
Format: |
Paperback - Trade
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Pages: |
276 |
ISBN-13: |
978-1-4825-3394-1 |
Categories: |
Books >
Sport & Leisure >
Humour >
General
Promotions
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LSN: |
1-4825-3394-4 |
Barcode: |
9781482533941 |
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