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  1. jayasala42

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    MESSAGE RECD !5 YEARS BACK
    A definition of globalization thatI can understand and to which I now can relate:


    Question
    :
    What is the truest definition of Globalization?
    Answer
    :
    Princess
    Diana's
    death.

    Question
    :
    How come?

    Answer
    :

    An
    English princess
    with an
    Egyptian boyfriend
    crashes
    in a French tunnel,
    riding in a
    German
    car
    with a
    Dutch engine,
    driven
    by a Belgian
    who was
    drunk
    on
    Scottish whisky,
    (check the bottle before you
    change the spelling),
    followed
    closely by
    Italian
    Paparazzi,
    on
    Japanese motorcycles,
    treated
    by an American doctor,
    using
    Brazilian
    medicines.
    This is
    sent to you by
    a
    Canadian,
    using
    American
    Bill Gates' technology,
    and
    you're probably reading
    this on your computer,
    that
    uses Taiwanese chips,
    and
    a
    Korean
    monitor,
    assembled
    by
    Bangladeshi
    workers
    in a
    Singapore plant,
    transported
    by Indian
    truck drivers,
    hijacked
    by Indonesians,
    unloaded by
    Sicilian longshoremen,
    and
    trucked to you by Mexican illegals.....

    That, my friends,
    is Globalization

    I had to contemplate a lot when I read an article in Times of India


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    SWAMINATHAN.S.AIYAR
    Very interesting piece written by Swaminathan S Anklesaria Aiyar (Veteran Journalist) about himself. Published in The Times of India. Read on...

    In 1992, I wrote a book titled Towards Globalisation. I did not
    realize at the time that this was going to be the history of my
    family.
    Last week, we celebrated the wedding of my daughter, Pallavi. A
    brilliant student, she had won scholarships to Oxford University and
    the London School of Economics. In London, she met Julio, a young man
    from Spain. The two decided to take up jobs in Beijing, China. Last
    week, they came over from Beijing to Delhi to get married. The wedding
    guests included 70 friends from North America, Europe and China.
    That may sound totally global, but arguably my elder son Shekhar has
    gone further. He too won a scholarship to Oxford University, and then
    taught for a year at a school in Colombo. Next he went to Toronto,
    Canada, for higher studies. There he met a German girl, Franziska.
    They both got jobs with the International Monetary Fund in Washington
    DC, USA. This meant that they constantly travelled on IMF business to
    disparate countries. Shekhar advised and went on missions to Sierra
    Leone, Seychelles, Kyrgyzstan and Laos. Franziska went to Rwanda,
    Tajikistan, and Russia. They interrupted these perambulations to get
    married in late 2003.
    My younger son, Rustam, is only 15. Presumably he will study in
    Australia, marry a Nigerian girl, and settle in Peru.
    Readers might think that my family was born and bred in a jet plane.
    The truth is more prosaic. Our ancestral home is Kargudi, a humble,
    obscure village in Tanjore district, Tamil Nadu. My earliest memories
    of it are as a house with no toilets, running water, or pukka road.
    When we visited, we disembarked from the train at Tanjore, and then
    travelled 45 minutes by bullock cart to reach the ancestral home. My
    father was one of six children, all of whom produced many children (I
    myself had three siblings). So, two generations later, the size of the
    Kargudi extended family (including spouses) is over 200. Of these,
    only three still live in the village. The rest have moved across India
    and across the whole world, from China to Arabia to Europe to America.
    This one Kargudi house has already produced 50 American citizens. So,
    dismiss the mutterings of those who claim that globalisation means
    westernisation. It looks more like Aiyarisation, viewed from Kargudi.
    What does this imply for our sense of identity? I cannot speak for the
    whole Kargudi clan, which ranges from rigid Tamil Brahmins to
    beef-eating, pizza-guzzling, hip-hop dancers. But for me, the
    Aiyarisation of the world does not mean Aiyar domination. Nor does it
    mean Aiyar submergence in a global sea. It means acquiring multiple
    identities, and moving closer to the ideal of a brotherhood of all
    humanity. I remain quite at home sitting on the floor of the Kargudi
    house on a mat of reeds, eating from a banana leaf with my hands. I
    feel just as much at home eating noodles in China, steak in Spain,
    teriyaki in Japan and cous-cous in Morocco. I am a Kargudi villager, a
    Tamilian, a Delhi-wallah, an Indian, a Washington Redskins fan, and a
    citizen of the world, all at the same time and with no sense of
    tension or contradiction.
    When I see the Brihadeeswara Temple in Tanjore, my heart swells and I
    say to myself "This is mine." I feel exactly the same way when I see
    the Church of Bom Jesus in Goa, or the Jewish synagogue in Cochin, or
    the Siddi Sayed mosque in Ahmedabad: these too are mine. I have
    strolled so often through the Parks at Oxford University and along the
    canal in Washington, DC, that they feel part of me. As my family
    multiplies and intermarries, I hope one day to look at the Sagrada
    Familia cathedral in Barcelona and Rhine river in Germany and think,
    "These too are mine."
    We Aiyars have a taken a step toward the vision of John Lennon.
    Imagine there's no country, It isn't hard to do. Nothing to kill or
    die for, And no religion too.
    My father's generation was the first to leave the village, and loosen
    its regional shackles. My father became a chartered accountant in
    Lahore, an uncle became a hotel manager in Karachi, and we had an aunt
    in Rangoon.
    My generation loosened the shackles of religion. My elder brother
    married a Sikh, my younger brother married a Christian, and I married
    a Parsi. The next generation has gone a step further, marrying across
    the globe. Globalisation for me is not just the movement of goods and
    capital, or even of Aiyars. It is a step towards Lennon's vision of no
    country.
    You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope one day
    you'll join us. And the world will be one.


    JAYASALA 42
     
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  2. Thyagarajan

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    Immensely enjoyed reading for its English and contents thanks to madam sister @jayasala42 for sharing aiyar .
    I need to explore what are these recipes- how it would taste - veg or non veg and palatable or nauseating.....

    Late president of India sarvepillai conceived the idea of world government in his autobiography - a world that has borderless nations free of customs barrier devoid of religion....
    I was thinking of "Think Global & Act Local" as panacea for the world peace and welfare of humanity.
     

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