The departmental stores, small boutiques, shops around the corner or fruit & vegetable stalls in Sweden show a powerful demonstration of globalisation. There are tomatoes from Spain, Olive oil from Greece, Dates from Turkey, melon from Colombia, avocados from Brazil, Basmati rice from Pakistan, pickles and relish from India, 100% cotton shirt from Bangladesh, stylish caps from Vietnam, merchandise from Malaysia, Indonesia, china, Hong Kong, Korea and literary from every possible country of the world. I experience a harmonic United Nations Organisation in each commercial place.
Once proudly I showed a daily newspaper from my homeland to a Swedish journalist friend.
He examined it thoroughly, balanced the paper between his thumb and finger, slowly lifted it up and said softly,
“ National Daily, in such size, such lay-out and so many colours –it can not be a serious news paper.” It passed 35 years, today Swedish papers have adopted the “ unthinkable” size , lay out and there is an explosion of colours creating special effects on human minds.
It was 20 years ago when we approached the local police station to get a brief extension for my mother’s stay in Sweden. The kind police lady was amazed to see her passport with thick flowery glazed paper used for each page. While fixing a stamp on the passport in fascination she murmured,” orient “
My Swedish friends showed surprise, when I mentioned annoying advertisement on Radio and TV, more than three decades latter, thick flowery glazed paper appeared on Swedish passports, hundreds of TV channels are trying to brain wash people with their annoying advertisements in Sweden.
Sweden is not an Island, nothing is surprising, shocking, amazing any more. Sweden has become a part of global village.
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