So many migrant folks, after moving to a new country in their youth, marrying, having kids, raising grandkids, at the winter of their lives have this incredible yearning to go back to their home country. This seems to be much more profound amongst men. Whenever I watch this, I am reminded of the book Alchemist.
I’ll just say I’ve been pushed out of two homes from massive influx of “migrants”.
The second one was partly from this country, I guess, but they were from places where they commit a lot of crime, and promptly banded together to continue. The rest from all over the place, except from here.
It’s what I’m referring to when it feels like there’s a biblical curse involved.
“You will be cut off from your people.”
My family had been all in one place, very tight knit, now scattered all over. It’s probably much harder to have never had that, but it’s hard to lose it, too. I am quite positive others have had it worse in this mess.
Almost everyone who has migrated decades ago have had their home towns / countries changed beyond recognition. Globalisation is like a slow poison. It looks like it flows only in one direction in the beginning, however, eventually it spreads everywhere.
Its kinda ironic as well. You move to another country and without even realising you dilute that country's culture and heritage. You then realise that by having left your country, you also allowed your original country to be diluted as well.
So many migrant folks, after moving to a new country in their youth, marrying, having kids, raising grandkids, at the winter of their lives have this incredible yearning to go back to their home country. This seems to be much more profound amongst men. Whenever I watch this, I am reminded of the book Alchemist.
I want to go back, but it isn’t there anymore …
Where are you from fren?
I’ll just say I’ve been pushed out of two homes from massive influx of “migrants”.
The second one was partly from this country, I guess, but they were from places where they commit a lot of crime, and promptly banded together to continue. The rest from all over the place, except from here.
It’s what I’m referring to when it feels like there’s a biblical curse involved.
“You will be cut off from your people.”
My family had been all in one place, very tight knit, now scattered all over. It’s probably much harder to have never had that, but it’s hard to lose it, too. I am quite positive others have had it worse in this mess.
Almost everyone who has migrated decades ago have had their home towns / countries changed beyond recognition. Globalisation is like a slow poison. It looks like it flows only in one direction in the beginning, however, eventually it spreads everywhere.
Its kinda ironic as well. You move to another country and without even realising you dilute that country's culture and heritage. You then realise that by having left your country, you also allowed your original country to be diluted as well.