Since the sixties, when immigrants from the Indian subcontinent started streaming in, they have learned to carve out their own paths for each of life’s stages. These unsung pioneers of modern America are often not given credit for their adventurous spirit. With no elders to guide them, and lacking extended family or community support, these
Usha Ram has always felt prepared to stand on her own two feet. That’s why, she tells us one blustery February afternoon in the living room of her Bloomfield Hills home, the 75-year-old OB-GYN didn’t think twice before shoveling her own driveway the night before. It’s the kind of roll-up-your-sleeves pragmatism that was instilled in
For nearly four decades, Dr. Srinivasan Venkatesan and Ambuja Venkatesan have nurtured Indian cultural and religious activity in metro Detroit area with care and devotion. Dr. Venkatesan holds a Ph.D. in Material Science and served as a vice president at a photovoltaics manufacturer for most of his career in Detroit. He retired from active professional
Many of us came to the U.S. with little money, hoping to receive an education or to build our lives in a new environment. Along the way, we encountered endless problems and seemingly infinite obstacles. But now — reaching senior status and having achieved financial security, raised responsible children, built temples, lived in comfortable homes,
There were a few things that shocked Ramesh Verma when he arrived in Ann Arbor from Delhi in April of 1972. The weather — sometimes the biggest challenge for immigrants from warmer countries — wasn’t one of them. He’s seen colder. The recently appointed Novi city councilman remembers his days as a platoon commander working
It was 1956 when Bharat and Jaydevi Sanghvi met at the University of Bombay’s Jay Hind College. Bharat, a senior and a member of the school’s economic club, was tasked with inviting student association representatives to a send-off party for a departing professor. Jaydevi was president of the College’s Gujarati Samaj. “She came to the
I was born to lose in life. My horoscope predicted it, and subsequent events proved it so. I came into this world during the Great Depression. At age 7, I lost my father, the family’s sole provider. I wandered around in obscure places like the village of Banpur, and ultimately settled in Agra, living in