Devon Avenue was the last place on earth Chitresh liked to be at. Mainly because Devon Avenue is also known as Little India. It is a part of Chicago which has a large population of Indian people and shops. Chitresh Patel, son of Jitesh and Hetal Patel, is 12 years old. His father Jitesh Motilal Patel hailed from Baroda, Gujarat. He was settled in the US since Chitresh's birth. He got married to Hetal Chiman Desai 14 years ago. But, he made it sure not to have a child in India. When Chitresh was born at the Cook County hospital, Chicago, Jitesh was very happy. Coz now he was a father of a US citizen. Today, Jitesh is a proud owner of "Chitresh Indian Spices Shop" located at Devon Avenue, Chicago. Chitresh's insides curl in disgust whenever he sees the hoarding of the shop that carries his names on it. Chitresh hated everything that was related to India: his name, his father's shop and his parents as well. He was a proud US citizen. Chitresh was a typical ABCD.
Any Indian who has come to study in the US knows what ABCD stands for. It stands for American Born Confused Desi. This refers to persons who have been born and brought up in America but their parents were basically Indians. Technically, they are American citizens but that desi blood flows in them. They are called "confused" because they are American citizens with desi look, they like to be called Americans but sometimes behave like desis, then get called Indian, then feel like blah blah.. too confusing to explain. Hope you got it.
Call it the generation gap or the cultural difference that although Jitesh had his first kiss with Hetal, 2 months after their marriage, Chitresh had his with Jennifer Brown when he was 10. Jennifer was Chitresh's then girlfriend. Their affair lasted for four months. Currently, Chitresh is dating his Korean class-mate Jingyi Hwan. He describes her to his parents as "Jingyi mari soulmate che." Jitesh and Hetal always wanted an adarsh, sanskari chokro. But, Chitresh was exactly opposite to their expectations.
Jitesh, just like any other Indian father, would beat Chitresh for his dirty American habits. But, Chitresh had twice called the police accusing his parents of "child abuse and violence". Its a crime in the US if you beat your child. Jitesh was warned by the police that if one more time he would beat his child, he would be in a serious trouble. Jitesh now detested his own child. Whenever he saw Chitresh, he felt the urge to throw him in garbage.
One evening, as usual, Hetal was trying to teach Chitresh about Indian cultures and manners. The discussion reached to a point when Chitresh and his mother were debating about him having a girlfriend. The debate turned into a loud dispute. Chitresh felt that his parents never wanted him happy. Hetal was angrily ordering him to stop dating girls until he was an adult. Chitresh disgreed in a louder tone. The fight of arrogant words continued until Hetal angrily said, "Stop dating that girl or else we shall disown you." Chitresh looked at her outrageously and calmly replied, "Then do it..., you bitch." Hetal was shocked to her very core. Jitesh, who had been an audience till now, was also stunned. Chitresh walked to his room carrying a sense-of-achievement that he had won the war of words. Jitesh went to his wife and mumbled to her, "Let it be." to pacify her. The night at the Patel house had a silence like the one we find after the conclusion of a storm.
For the next three months, Jitesh and Hetal never talked to Chitresh about his dating habits. They neither spoke angrily to him nor beat him. He felt like a king. He started appreciating the fact that his parents had now begun to respect his personal space.
Summer came. These summer holidays were going to be the most boring days of Chitresh's life. He was supposed to go to India for three months with his parents. He tried various excuses to cancel his trip. But his parents were reluctant to keep him alone in Chicago.
So, on the 17th of April, Jitesh Patel and family boarded the Lufthansa airlines: Chicago to Mumbai via Frankfurt flight at the Chicago O'Hare International airport. Including a stop at Frankfurt, the total journey was of about 19 hours. Finally, they landed at the Chhatrapati Shivaji International Airport, Mumbai. After waiting for about 4 hours, they had a Kingfisher flight from Mumbai to Baroda.
Jitesh and Hetal loved India. Jitesh was in a very jolly mood since he was visiting his homeland Baroda. Their house was very old but since Jitesh was brought up here, he loved it. Chitresh could not understand why his parents loved so much to be in this country. Cousins welcomed them with garlands. Uncles and aunties flooded love on Chitresh. Chitresh had never received so many pecks on his cheeks. He also heard his name being brutally assailed from "Chitresh" to "Chitrayss".
Finally, after a tiresome journey, they entered their house. They were supposed to freshen up and have delicious thali made at home. But, Jitesh had some other plans. As Chitresh entered the house and kept his small bag on the floor, Jitesh went up to him, gave him a loving look, smiled at him and delivered a tight slap on his cheek. The slap was hard enough to make Chitresh fall on the floor. Jitesh lifted his son by his collar and delivered another tight slap on the other cheek. Hetal came there and said to Jitesh, "Jamwa pachi maarwanu (Beat him after dinner)" Jitesh took a deep breath and said "OK!" and went away. This time, it was Chitresh's turn to be shocked. With red cheeks and wet eyes, standing on an alien soil, he was feeling helpless..., for the first time in his life.
In the next three months, Chitresh got well known to the concept of being "well-behaved". Jitesh had hardly hit him in US. He compensated that in those three months. Jitesh also made it sure that he did not reach the level of violence. He maintained his harshness to the point he felt every parent must show his child.
Today, Jitesh and family are back in Chicago. Chitresh is now single. He knows that for taking any big step, the consent of his parents is must. He asks his parents before he spends any big amount of money. And he follows the Indian rule of "you are an adult when you are 18".
Btw, now he likes dhokla too.
This is a true story. One of my roomies told it to me. I found it worth blogging.
It also raises a question that whether Jitesh was correct on his part or not? As per the US law of child welfare, any act on the part of parent that result's in child's death, physical harm, emotional harm or exploitation is considered as child abuse. This is also true for Indian law. But in the US, even mere beating is considered as child abuse. How correct is that?