Trouble in Paradise: Financial & Cultural Stress

Trouble in Paradise: Financial & Cultural Stress

Lately I’ve been lonely, in need of a social life. In need of friends I can talk to, verbally, that understand my struggles. In need of the occasional social setting that melts away any other┬áproblems I may be having. In need of support.

Opportunities to meet other foreign girls married to Indians, here in Delhi, are few and far between. Not to mention, the thought of meeting strangers (however alike our stories may be) makes my husband a nervous wreck. I imagine a coffee shop with soft music and warm chatter, talking to a friend, or several friends. I could settle for once or twice a month. For now it’s a distant dream.

We used to go out every weekend, even if we didn’t spend any money other than to ride the metro train. Which was nice – but we have been down on our luck, financially. Both of us have jobs, but neither are┬ápaying very well. My┬ápassive writing income had become the main source of money a while back, and now that I’m not getting any assignments, we are struggling. My husband is building his┬áportfolio in hopes of getting a freelancing job with an American company. I am working on an ebook (that realistically may never earn me any money) while I wait for more writing assignments from my client.

Can you imagine how stressful that might be? For both of us.

My husband has become distant, spending most of his time working. He will leave during the day to work with his client, which is a great arrangement for him, and when he returns in the evening, he’s ready to lock himself in his office and keep working. This is very hard for me, emotionally, as I feel the need to connect with him after a long day.

I started to get upset, and when I brought these feelings to DN, he became frustrated. I know he needs his space, and he feels the need to work as hard as possible to lift us up. I have done my very best to get over myself, and give him the space he needs.

Until recently, I’ve been doing all of the cooking and cleaning as well. When it became mandatory to actively work to earn money, it became overwhelming, and the result was either half-done housework or half-done writing.

We tried finding a maid, but the first maid that showed up, came at a time when my husband wasn’t home, and neither of us could understand the other. She left, with the promise of returning the next day, but never came back.
At this┬ápoint, my husband stepped in, and began helping me cook. He makes an excellent helpmate (a helpful companion or partner)┬á– an important quality in a life┬ápartner.

Though we have both adapted, I know my husband is going through just as much cultural frustration as me. It bothers him that I can’t speak Hindi. He desperately wants to communicate in his native language. It bothers him because I can’t understand his family and they can’t understand me.┬á┬áI hate to compare, but in any situation when I get frustrated or emotional, an Indian girl could have easily adjusted or held it together.

It’s not easy for me to learn a new culture, and at times I can become overwhelmed. The first time we stayed with his family, just after our wedding, I was hardly frustrated at the lack of understanding Hindi – we all adapted to my inability to understand and speak Hindi. However, I did become┬áfrustrated with going to other┬ápeoples houses, just to sit in a room and listen to other female family members talk about me and laugh. I could┬ápartially understand what they said.

It was frustrating, and it’s completely natural that I was frustrated by that. I know they meant well.
I love my husband’s family, and I think very highly of them. They were laughing at my awkward Indianness the same way I giggle at my husband for forgetting to turn off the bathroom light, or for┬ápronouncing an English word wrong. I know they meant well… but at the time, it was embarrassing for me.

We’re about to return home for Raksha Bandhan, a Hindu festival celebrating the relationship between brothers and sisters. We will stay for a week and a half. I can tell you that there will be confusion and frustration – but the love, memory making, and happiness will far outweigh any negativity.┬áDN is not anticipating the frustration and confusion.

You see, me and my husband are both┬áprone to anxiety. So when we become overwhelmed, things can spiral – and things are┬ápretty overwhelming.

But we are working on it.

I’ve been trying to teach my husband that our differences help us balance each other. He’s worried about our disagreements,┬ábut I know that we are still learning each other and learning to work out our differences.┬áRelationships take work, especially intercultural relationships.

I hope he is looking on the bright side as much as I am. I hope we can get through these difficult times as quickly as possible.


13 thoughts on “Trouble in Paradise: Financial & Cultural Stress

  1. English is your native language but not his… why don’t you take hindi lessons ? I believe there are a lot of free teaching materials for hindi on the internet.

    Intercultural relationships take hard work, but it’s worth it, isn’t ?

    Take care.


      1. There are classes – not great but didn’t used to be expensive – at the Kendriya Hindi Sansthan near IIT. You would also get to meet other students learning Hindi. There must be other options too.

        For Hindi – what I found was best was 6 weeks at the Landour Language School – I left chattering away very comfortably suddenly able to tune into conversations easily and hold my own too. Perfect? No… but completely functional? You bet!

        But… if you can’t speak Hindi reasonably fluently, how will you manage in Jhansi? Sure you won’t have a choice so that will push progress but it will be very tough if you don’t have some kind of foundation.


  2. Hi Crystal! Every couple has it struggles, it makes us grow and keep following our dreams. Don’t worry, there is a beautiful tomorrow waiting for us ­čÖé Take care!


  3. I feel like your first couple paragraphs were picked straight from my brain. I feel really lonely often. I love my husbands sister and his cousin sisters are nice but it’s difficult for them to really understand. It’s sad we live so far away ­čśŽ I could email you and get in better contact that way if you want? Even though your address is already in the comments I felt like a rude weirdo if I didn’t ask first.

    As for the maid don’t feel bad, that happens to everyone. Finding a good maid is a HUGE pain in the rear. Our previous maid left to have a baby and it took us months and trying 4-5 different maids before we found one. My in laws have lived in this same house for 15 years ish and if they had a hard time with getting a good maid then you should be congratulating yourself you got one to show even for a day ­čÖé


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