Indian tea party

Through relatives and family get-togethers, we are connected with the great Indian diaspora.  This weekend, our particular branch of this network – cousins, aunts and uncles, parents and grandparents, siblings and toddler – met up again in a middle-class suburb in northern England, to lunch together in a wake for a lady recently departed.

Long resident in the UK and the US, these are not the sort of people serving at your local Indian take-away down in Station Road.  Among the party were doctors, businessmen, a research chemist, somebody in the City, IT people, a UN official and some retired folk still able to get about.  Those too elderly to be with us included a former, very senior member of the Indian Administrative Service (IAS).  The conversation was wide-ranging, civilised and light of touch.

I ask what they made of the election victory of the BJP.  Heads shaken, lips pursed, grim smiles.  One bursts out, “It is as if Ukip won the election here.”  Then they change the subject and are soon laughing again.  Thoughts of an Indian tea party movement slide away. into the warm afternoon.

Advertisements

About rimboval

Writer, thinker and proud grandfather
This entry was posted in Politics and current affairs and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s