FROM the heart of Punjab and small towns on the Gujarat coast, they fled deprivation, clutching the last of their material possessions. In the chilly drizzle of their adopted country, they tentatively settled, often five families under one roof, slogging at menial trades, sweeping floors at alien airports, cleaning out First World gutters, bewildered by western culture and buffeted about by free market crises like recession and unemployment. Yet all the while they clung to the hope that one day the world of the 'sahibs' would offer them social prestige and well-to-do lifestyles. The Gujarati shop owner in Leicester and the Sikh bus driver in south London lived through the weary humiliation of their days, with a single motivating factor in their hearts: our children will have a better life.