I knew I would be going back at some point. So one year, after filming for my third full movie my crew and I decided to go back to where I had found an inner magic that had always been with me. India had stayed in my heart ever since and I had told my mom and friends about it. How important it was for me, how it had shaped the human I am now. But this time, on this journey I had bought a ticket for my mom and she, the 55 year old tiny, sweet woman embarked on this mission with me.
My brother Suraj and I met quickly on a sweaty Indian day just by chance and we became just like brothers right away. We hung out the whole day and night and he told me his story. Born in the slums and with two children to take care of, he was forced to find a way to support his family. I think his wits and natural intelligence brought him to become a tuk-tuk driver. But in India it's not like in our world where you can buy yourself a taxi and become the sole owner of your vehicle. In India if you are from a low cast system and earn just to feed your family, you can't really own a tuk-tuk. It's a real distant dream. What you make on a tuk-tuk ride is half of what you bring home. Suraj wishes to own one just so he can give his kids a better future.
Suraj pays 500 Rupees a day to rent his tuk-tuk. That is the equivalent of 5,56 Euros. On a good day he might make 800 Rupees, other days he may make less than 500 but he still has to pay the rental. By owning his own tuk-tuk- he no longer will have to pay this rental fee and perhaps help his kids find a better life.