Growing up in this country, a lot of us are guilty of thinking our ancestors were quite simple, basic village folk- disconnected from fashions and “civilisation”; and that we are so much more cultured and superior for the sheer fact that we grew up abroad.
This is my family 78 years ago in one of the most rural remote parts of India- the first fridge in the village was in the 70s when my grandfather bought one. They don’t look simple or basic. The way they are dressed by their parents, you can absorb that pride from just looking at the photo. It is imbued with dignity.
The question is, where did we learn our shame about parts of us when we come from this?