Go to any software cities in India wiz. Bangalore, Pune, Hyderabad, Mumbai, Noida and so on – you will notice a common trend among the software engineering parents with < 6 year old kids. Without fail, they communicate with their kids in English. I sometimes wonder whether there’s a plot for eradicating all local languages from India. Speaking in one’s mother tongue is rapidly becoming a sign of not being ‘educated’ or ‘cool’. I don’t understand this connection of speaking in English and being ‘forward’ and ‘modern’.
I’ve noticed this on many occasions. At the Gym when I turn on “Marathi” news channel, people turn their heads and look at me as if I don’t belong to their class. My natural reaction is to increase the volume and look back at them with a smile and try to communicate with them in Marathi, even when I know they don’t know my language. They usually reply in English to which I respond in Marathi. I somehow find joy in using my own language and I’m proud of it.
Coming back to the point – I wonder why can’t we treat English as ‘third’ language in this country? The first – for local communication should be your mother tongue. Second could be a widely spoken Indian language Hindi and third should be English. The trend seems to be exact reverse. I fail to understand why we undervalue everything that’s our own. Our language, our clothing, our products, our nation.
When kids speak in English and have difficulty in communicating in our own mother tongue we look at them with such a deep appreciation. On numerous occasions I’ve resisted my urge to slap all such software engineer parents. When they communicate with their kids in English, there’s heads are high and there’s a feeling of being proud. They act as if it was God’s mistake that they were incorrectly made to born to Indian parents who didn’t speak English.
I’ve often admired Germany & Japanese for sticking to their own language. Indians, on the other hand would never learn good things from them. I believe Indians aren’t mentally ‘independent’ yet. Mental slaves, we are. Worse – we take pride in it.