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The Indian Middle Class
The Indian Middle Class
“Instead of seeing these symbols only as amusing and heart-warming symbols of middle class life, what
if we were to discern the underlying pattern that they reveal?”
Something about the negotiations that the middle class is known to make every day are some that the
author talks about so earnestly, in the following lines :
“Middle class India negotiated ceaselessly with itself, other classes, the government, and above all,
with circumstances. Balancing responsibility with indulgence, the need for external display and internal
comfort, the family and self, anxieties and aspirations, desires and duties, self-respect and pragmatism,
these were all quests of an unheroic, everyday kind that made the Indian middle class what it was.”
“Middle class India is moving towards greater affluence but somehow, the mindset governing
consumption isn’t changing all that much. The fear of separation from one’s roots runs deep in our way
of life. As the world becomes a smaller place and we travel increasingly for pleasure, the fear of travel
is giving way to an ability to deal with it more matter-of-factly, but we still never travel alone – we
travel with our entire way of life and sometimes that has trouble fitting into an airline cabin. “
The book starts off on a simple note, not eluding the subject of middle class mindedness one bit but in
fact, displaying how simple yet so intrinsically thoughtful and thought of, are each and every action of
an Indian from this social stratum. The frugalness, simplistic indulgences and ready acceptance have
continued to evolve over the years while still staying a symbol of our identity.
2. Vehicles of Escape
The vent that is usually kept secret and silent – the escape from the anxiety and fear of rejection, the
quintessential refuge in keeping love unsaid and the much deserved pristine special-ness of an Indian
honeymoon, so typified by the way the Indian society views it. We, the people, have had our own ways
of indulgence and escape routes in the most inimitably middle class style. Our simple love of street
food and pitthhoo, simultaneous craze for the Hindi film hero and playing cards render us unique in our
own habits of thought and action.
3. Rules of Hierarchy
I think the Indian middle class essentially is a growing consciousness about the way we are, about the
way we live our life, the way we bring up our children, the way we teach them the importance of
getting a job, even if sometimes it opposes and usually interferes with their dreams, the way we instill
in them the blind faith in divinity, if not God per se and a whole lot of other rituals and habits that we
ingrain and imbibe as part of this mushrooming phenomenon called the Indian middle class.
4. Disclaimer India
Apart from the common concepts mentioned in the book such as Paisa Vasool, supreme attachment
with our roots, the fascinating strength and shine of stainless steel giving way to the modernity of
plastic and bone china, paper and ink being replaced electronic screens and digital text, property
disputes in times of seamless sharing, and sharing in times of scarcity more importantly, affluence
promising lesser breaking up of family legacies yet duly threatened by the slow pace of this change,
summer vacations being inextricably linked with fun times and the connection with our larger
community being such an enriching and satisfying experience, the Indian mother who is still an
absolute ageless figure of unconditional love and affection, the discipline of white and creased shirts
and hair parted in a straight line with an incredible feeling of achievement, technology creating lesser
and lesser time leading to times when purposelessness would never be a reason for anyone to call on
you, matrimonial ads not changing much from the fairness of the girl and money of the boy centric
marketing gimmicks routine, the high of riding the Bajaj scooter, hugging the roads in a more
conventionally romantic fashion than the bikes do today, the harmonious co-existence of misery and
magnificence of the auto-rickshaw, God’s first cousin – the hindi filmy doctor being relegated to just
another one of God’s own men are just a handful of the many nuances Desai takes up to outline how
the Indian middle class is evolving from a cluster of people with a characteristic income level and
behavioural attributes to a growing percentage of the population with an increasingly evolving identity
forging a connection with time and lifestyle as the situation demands. In this regard, I’d agree that even
if not an unabated revolution or a radical rebellion, the Indian middle class has surely expanded its
sphere of influence to make its presence felt, be it to consumer goods manufacturers or media/content
providers or even the government.
Another interesting way the middle class manifests in every day India is the ease with which it
seamlessly blends into all regions and religions and cultures. It unites Indians across caste, color and
language. Simple instances such as summer vacations implying a trip to the hills, only now changing to
beaches, owing to filmy suggestions about the same; Punjabi words used across the nation effortlessly;
Amitabh Bachhan and Sachin Tendulkar being relatable icons for almost everyone; show how
Desai’s statement “We look back as a way of looking ahead” probably contains a fair deal of metaphors
that the Indian middle class exhibits everyday – the way we go back to our roots to decide every single
step we plan to take forward; how we derive wisdom from the experience and opinions of our elders,
how we will still do something new only to conform with the set routine processes and rituals, as is
evident in how we have become free in thought and expression about embracing the concept of sex.
Freedom to enjoy sex. Yet enjoy it legitimately, post marriage and non-promiscuously. Unlike how
freedom is usually perceived to be wild and unthinking, the Indian middle class’s freedom involves
enjoying sex with less guilt. The same shy sentiment, only lessened with the growing evolution of
thought and progression of the Indian middle class.
Another crucial aspect where the Indian middle class stereotypically manifests itself as a changing
evolution is the conception of the future and the associated relationship with money and how
everyday life is no longer as fearful of it as it used to be, how the middle class has finally awakened to
eke out the desire to lead a magnificent life out of the ordinary monetary resources available instead of
living a restricted life, bounded by the constant threat of savings for tomorrow.
“Every element in the home is now a potential site of beauty; even the lowly waste paper basket is no
exception.”
“It is interesting that one of the biggest signs of change in India has been refurbishment of the
bathroom and the toilet.”
The modern has patiently bidden its time to come out in full resplendence in the Indian consciousness
as well. No longer are parents or couples shy to express their affection or murmur words of
endearment to signify the “laad-pyaar” which has traditionally been showcased through more subtle
gestures. However, even as a middle class couple would go on to do “something special” about a
Valentine’s Day, the warmth and response to a Mothers’ or a Fathers’ day still has a long way to go in
being a force to reckon with.
The specially customized and convenient nicknames we choose, the inconsistently homogenous and
politically incorrect Hinglish that we propagate as a more-than-official language, appreciation of
western toilets and the advent of more focused and thoughtful investments in terms of toilets – a
change which has the potential of being largely widespread and a sign that we have started seeing our
bodies differently are everyday observations in an Indian middle class household today. From the TV
serials we watch to how we converse with our secondary support system such as the postman,
vegetable vendor, cable guy and most importantly, guests and relatives, embodies a certain code of
conduct that has spread universally across the nation and the characteristics mentioned above are
absorbed across various levels through every little act and activity of daily life.
9. Changing Outside In
Desai, very cleverly mentions how change and the middle class are inter-penetrating each other , in
turn, evolving in a bundle together, where remixes are now accepted since they gratify eyes while
retaining the touch of an old classic, sexual undertones have never been so pronounced and so over
the ground. Essentially, Desai outlines all that has been changing over the years with this particular
stratum of the society, thought, mentality, tolerance levels, acceptance measures, Salman Khan, Shah
Rukh Khan et all.
True to what is mentioned time and again through the pages of the book, the Indian woman has
metamorphosed in titanic amounts. It isn’t that she has broken away completely from her value system
and institutional meekness, but today, she is confident of her opinion, her stance and her demand for
her space. Her taking resolute charge of the situation in today’s competitive times and not giving into
the circumstances thrust upon her only go to manifest the “change” into the big canvas that the Indian
middle class has been turning into, over the years.
I had read this statement somewhere, “Our stars are the headlights of a man-made sky”. The talk
about fakeness, celebrities and the following they command so firmly so much so that the idea of
measurement of the world by weight rather than value, by glitter rather than preciousness has taken
precedence over all other schools of thought.
Apart from the various facets of the Indian middle class society and its changing choices and decisions,
some things still continue to remain the same, such as the fanaticism for cricket, among other crazy
passions that we love to dwell in. The “recurrent hysteria” about cricket has changed its form from
constantly present adoration to this new trend of heaping critical abuse on our beloved cricket heroes,
if need be.
However, what have changed are intensity and the perspective, in inconsistently skewed magnitude
about the various issues. For example, women are still secretly, sub-consciously feared, their sexuality
is still thought of a dark force best kept hidden and repressed albeit highly innocently, unknowingly and
most unfortunately, but slowly but surely, the society has become more accepting of what a
relationship between a husband and wife is supposed to be like. Expression of affection or admiration
between the two is not longer abhorred even if it is not restricted to the confines of the space and time
inhabited only by the two of them. We are growing up, in a weirdly stubborn way considering how we
take such a long time in accepting what comes so naturally to us and accommodate almost instantly,
whatever is thrown at us and appears just more than a little exotic.
All said and done, the last word still stays the one with the media, be it the K series, Baba Ramdev or
Munni badnaam hui and the other infinite number of instances where it has been more than just
instrumental in shaping public sentiment that harbors the life force of the biggest democracy in the
world. The aspirational values of the middle class are embedded in every piece of media content that is
available across TV, Radio and print. It is another way that proves how crucial the middle class and its
multiple existent forms are, in every day India.
Dilemmas of Change
12. Not everyone’s invited
As much as we may talk about incessant change and progress and modernism that is seeping in every
echelons of the Indian middle class and its assimilation of the same, we need to also keep in mind that
many measures are the kinds that are, in some innocent sub-conscious way, undertaken to escape the
past. Desai talks about flyovers and and an upcoming common linguistic code that binds across the
otherwise diverse compartments of a separate sentimental identity within the beloved Indianness, as
metaphors about how change is also selective in its approach and acceptance.
The politics in India is omnipresent, be it in the forms of posters on the streets or birthplaces of Gods or
the highest echelons of public administration to the biggest celebrities in the country. In fact, some
rightly believe there is a fair amount in terrorism too. The middle class has joined its hands in both
reverence and irreverence, at different times, for Hindutva and the Gandhi family, for Laalloo and
Mayawati, for growth and reservation, among other things, for water and electricity, over the years as
it has seen India grow into a strong willed mature woman from a delicate frail young girl that had
gained independence only some sixty odd years back.
It’s one of the most important aspects in which the middle class, which is taking to dutifully voting
more and more with each passing year, creates an impact, gets itself heard and more importantly,
shines as a mirror that reflects all the democracy puts it through.
14. Dreams of Grandeur
We come to the end of the discussion by taking a step back to look at the bigger picture and musing to
ourselves about where we have come so far, be it in preening while calling ourselves an emerging
global player, branding the educational institutions that have always been our pride on a world class
level, a note of silent admiration and gratitude to the Indian soldier, the acknowledgement of the ever-
rising living standards of the Indian middle class, the never ending lists of ‘wants’ and the increasing
open acceptance of the same. The book closes itself magnificently while leaving you to think about
how exactly the cause, reactions and effects of the majority of the Indian population have shaped and
held a nation together. Of course, what constitutes a nation, is another crucial moot point in itself. But
assuming the sentimental and geographical confines that do, to a certain extent, explain the
phenomenon of nationality, the concept of the Indian middle class is a similar one, albeit without a
geographical, religious or regional identity. It manifests itself across all possible, imaginable, thinkable
usual barriers that we make in our minds.
To conclude, I might sound like I am reiterating once again what has been attempted to be brought out
most compositely during the course of this article, the Indian middle class is a growing burgeoning
evolution, which is catching both speed and realization as it moves ahead in time, assimilating all that
history can add onto it, like a snowball, only becoming stronger in identity in the process and enriching
and renewing every time, as it gets recorded, day after day, across time, space and middle-class-ness,
in the pages of the book called India.