Parenting is one of those peculiar universals that feels anything but universal. Across continents and cultures, the norms and niceties of interacting with children reveal how societies frame affection, boundaries, and trust. My own experiences straddling India and the West have shown me that parenting is less about universal truths than it is about cultural choreography.
A few years ago, on an open bus heritage tour of Mumbai, my six-month-old son unwittingly became a local celebrity. His cherubic charm drew co-passengers like moths to a flame. One young woman in her twenties even held him throughout the journey, clicking selfies with him. This spontaneous display of affection didn’t faze me; rather, it felt like a badge of pride. As an Indian, such moments are imbued with joy, a communal celebration of childhood.
In India, children are not just the pride of their parents but the fascination of the community. Strangers feel entitled to exchange smiles, play peek-a-boo, and even pinch cheeks - actions that elsewhere might be regarded with suspicion. Shopkeepers hand out complimentary chocolates to wide-eyed toddlers, waitstaff at restaurants carry restless children around while parents finish meals, and no one bats an eyelid at these impromptu interactions. This seamless blend of affection and informality is an unspoken code in Indian society.
But cross an ocean, and that code frays. In 2012, I travelled to London for higher studies, carrying my Indianness with me, only to be promptly warned by senior Indian classmates: “Do not touch children here without permission. No pulling cheeks, no selfies. Just don’t!” These words of caution transformed my approach to interactions. The spontaneity I’d grown up with was replaced by careful calculation.
It wasn’t long before these warnings were put to the test. On a Thames River cruise, a British father turned to my sister and me with a surprising request: would we mind holding his two-year-old while he dashed to the restroom? Agreeing hesitantly, we ensured the child’s safety with a formality that bordered on awkward. The instinct to fuss over him was stifled by a constant second-guessing: Is this appropriate? Would his father return to find us “violating boundaries?” In retrospect, it felt like learning an unfamiliar dance - we knew the steps but not the rhythm.
The challenges of adapting to different cultural norms surfaced again during a visit to New Jersey. One evening, while sipping coffee at a cafe, I was startled when a young African-American girl climbed onto my lap, her innocence as radiant as her spontaneous grin. Instinct told me to embrace the moment. But caution lingered. I scanned the room for her mother, unsure if I should engage or disentangle. As I hesitated, her mother appeared, apologetically urging her daughter to “stop bothering me.” I hastened to assure her that it was no bother at all.
What happened next was disarming. The little girl clung to me, refusing to return to her mother, who laughed and said, “Oh! She likes you. Do you mind if she stays a little longer?” My initial reservations melted away, replaced by the warm, familiar rhythm of playful affection. For that fleeting half hour, I rediscovered a slice of home.
Experiences like these are windows into the contrasting worlds of parenting styles and societal expectations. In India, children are perceived as communal treasures. Their unruly antics in restaurants rarely draw ire. Instead, restaurant staff adapt, sometimes offering distractions, at other times, turning a blind eye. Dining out becomes a collective effort to accommodate families rather than police them.
In contrast, many Western nations prioritize decorum over tolerance. Misbehaving children might prompt quiet disapproval or, worse, a direct request for families to leave. Such stark contrasts can bewilder Indians living abroad.
These differences often stem from cultural definitions of privacy and liability. In places like the UK or the US, parents’ protective instincts are heightened by concerns over safety and societal norms. The result is a more hands-off approach, literal and figurative, that contrasts sharply with India’s tactile and community-driven ethos.
These cultural dissonances offer valuable lessons for parents navigating globalized lives. For Indian expatriates, understanding local customs is a necessity. It’s not just about adhering to laws but recognizing the values underpinning them, like respecting a family’s right to privacy.
At its heart, parenting across borders and cultures requires adaptability. It calls for keen observation and quick recalibration, whether it’s restraining an instinctive gesture or navigating a restaurant tantrum. This balancing act reveals how much of parenting is shaped not just by personal values but by the environments we inhabit.
For Indians abroad, this cultural tightrope can be both enriching and disorienting. How do you adapt to parenting norms that clash with your instincts? Should you? The answers aren’t straightforward. What is clear, however, is that these experiences underscore the fluidity of parenting, shaped as much by external expectations as by personal beliefs.
Parenting, much like the children it shapes, is wonderfully untamed and persistently evolving. It is never easy, whether in the bustling chaos of Mumbai or the structured quiet of London. Perhaps what we need is a middle ground. In an increasingly globalized world, where cross-cultural interactions are the norm, there’s room to borrow the best from each approach. From the West, we can learn the value of setting clear boundaries and respecting a child’s personal space. From India, we can borrow the ethos of communal joy - a reminder that affection, when offered without expectation or entitlement, can bridge divides.
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