My dad was transferred from Madras (now called Chennai), to greener pastures called Delhi some decades back in Independent India. Much like Mandy from the book "Indian by Choice", I can't relate too much to Chennai. Not that i hate the place, but I am more at home in the place i've known as home since birth. And whosoever knows where my ancestors came from. Am I a hypocrite when I (now) convinently feel that as long as you retain your roots and are pround of it, its ok to prosper at a place other than the place of birth?
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