I Can Attest to This

"For being a foreigner...is a sort of lifelong pregnancy--a perpetual wait, a constant burden, a continuous feeling out of sorts. It is an ongoing responsibility, a parenthesis in what had once been an ordinary life, only to discover that that previous life has vanished, replaced by something more complicated and demanding. Like pregnancy, being a foreigner...is something that elicits the same curiosity from strangers, the same combination of pity and respect."

- Jhumpa Lahiri, The Namesake

My Conclusions:

Without going into a self psychoanalysis that would be way too involved for me to feel comfortable sharing with the general public:

I think I am going to absolutely hate being pregnant.

I've hated being a foreigner everywhere I go. Switching between India and the US every 5 or so years hasn't been good for me - apparently I'm a person who prefers calm, peace and serenity.

Is there anywhere where national identity doesn't matter? Perhaps I should just go and live in Auroville.

Theres a big conclusion I can draw from this summer - and I know now exactly what it is that has to be done - but I'd really prefer not to.

Great - things just got so much more complicated now that I see the solution at hand.

:)