Orphan Generation

Finally I landed up in India for Diwali (Festival of lights). Story has it that people started celebrating it when the great Ram (of Ramayana fame, assisted in parts by monkeys, monkey gods, brother and wife who preferred to die than continue marriage), returned to Ayodhya after killing Ravana. I do not know if this is true or not, for me, gourmet ever, Diwali is lots of fun and time to eat variety of sweetmeats. I also had my vacation on the sea (Dapoli, west coast Maharashtra) and had lot of quality time with family.
Returning to India is always mixed feeling for me. I like to see the western finess in India and Indian culture in US. Sometimes I think we are really an orphan generation. Due to economical situation and other factors we definately have much better life in India or US, but we do not belong to either countries. In India my parents can not simply accept the ways of modern world. In US I can not relate to the individualism. I belong to that community which has no identity and no context in either society. I have seen many of my colleagues in US trying to find their sense of belonging in NRI communities and hindi movies. On the other hand colleagues in India find significance in buying an imported car. Where do we belong? To Diwali or X'mas that browns can not relate?