I am reading this very interesting book called Bound Together by Nayan Chanda. It tells us how traders, preachers, adventurers and warriors shaped globalization. The writer writes, “This book is thus the result of a personal quest for an understanding of, if not answers to some questions: who are the globalizers and how does one explain the global origins of everything that surrounds us.”
While reading this I was reminded of seeing a black coloured chinaware urn we saw in Bangkok. A similar one was used in my husband’s family for decades. They had been used to store tamarind or salted raw mangoes. Both must have been made in the same place and then moved on different parts of the world.
My father, while working in the Indian railways, had been sent on deputation to Nigeria. We used to go there during holidays and had the opportunity of eating rice, wheat flour and so many other things which were made in different parts of the world. In the eighties, we had been in Libya for two years. There too, we got things form different parts of the world. And what is there to say about transport and communication?
The Skype makes it possible for us to see and talk to our daughter and grandson almost every day. They are in Germany. About two decades ago keeping in contact with people far away was so difficult, international calls being so expensive and letters taking so long to reach. Nayan Chanda tells, “Like cotton and coffee, the micro-chip or micro-processor is both the product and the promoter of globalization. But unlike them, this tiny brain behind today’s machines is invisible… there are many millennia of thought and inventions by countless people from all over the world behind that tiny computer brain.”
The other day we were passing through a small place when I saw this old building with a very modern sounding sign board. The binding together of the old and the new was fascinating. Equally fascinating is the knowledge that sitting at home I am able to come into contact with fascinating and nice people from different parts of the world. Thanks to WordPress and thanks to blogging. 🙂