A common question I get these days is whether I feel more at home here (in India) or in Oklahoma. I don't quite know the answer to that. But, here's one incident that may give you a glimpse into my mindset. We are at a restaurant. There is a lull in the conversation and I start looking around a bit.
"Look," I hear myself thinking, "there is a little kid at that table who looks Indian." I turn around, ready to point this out to my daughter. This is something we've gotten in the habit of doing in America. The six-year-old, especially, likes to be reminded that she's not a freak of nature.
I stop myself in time. I'm in India now. All the kids here look Indian.