Modernism and The Uzbek Culture

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In the modern world, being a culturally defined Uzbek is quite hard for me. I often ask myself what it means to me to be part of an Uzbek culture. To my dismay, I don’t quite feel like I’m an Uzbek person anymore. Having been away for too long, my Uzbek language has deteriorated, and my cultural values have undergone both a plastic and internal surgery. It is quite shocking to realize how acutely and noticeably I have lost touch with my Uzbek-ness, while my flight to modernism and the subsequent inadvertent cultural detachment have prevailed more and more sharply in contrast.

If viewed through a prism of a public poll, I would be considered somewhat of a heretic, but despite being characterized by many conservatives an improper Uzbek, I believe my character was intimately shaped by the Uzbek culture, and engraved with the right morals and infused with human sensibilities.

In the recent years, I have much distanced myself from my Uzbek roots seamlessly and voluntarily, willingly and subconsciously. Growing up I would often hear, “This isn’t the Uzbek way,” or “this isn’t an Uzbek thing to say.” Now I fully understand the true meaning of those words. If I were to abide by the philosophy of the Uzbek culture, I would be required to first and foremost marry an Uzbek woman, as it is undeniably the most esteemed cornerstone of the intricate marital code of my culture, but one which I choose not want to uphold. These days, my parents humorously call me a cultural contrarian, but I strongly disagree with it, which ironically, in effect, only reinforces my perceived contrarianism - I am clearly a divergent.

Today, the Uzbek culture seems to be at odds with the transcending intercultural novelties of the fervently globalizing world....

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.... As every era, every civilization leaves behind monuments and artistic culture in the form of cities and works of art, all this forms the basis for the nation’s memory of its historical heritage.

The cradle of many ancient cultures and the center of many empires, it is perhaps the most fascinating of all Central Asian republics. The past has left us many "autographs,” in architecture and in traditions, while the land itself has shaped its citizens. My native land has accomplished the greatest mission in its history - it has tied together a city and a desert, the settled and the nomads, integrating them into a single nation on its sacred soil. It’s shone through war and peace, lived conquered and free, but just as its past is a tightly knit web of vibrant colors, its future seems complex and puzzling – an algorithm of beliefs, traditions and ethnic peculiarities.

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