Wherein all the projections of this dream life is converging on me???
Am I dreaming for myself or am I in some one else's dream???
Might be thinking this person has gone mad?? But then that thought is yours, not mine....
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Nothing's changed.These were the words that I ushered in my heart when I got down at station.On my way home I cud see the cosmetic changes all around the places but the mentality of the people still remained same. I think I am far too speculative in expecting that things will change in a matter of 6 months. What change did I expected to see or whether really I wanted to see any change at all, I dunno. But I was damned happy that life is still slow back in my hometown. Slow not in the sense of development but slow in the terms of people's attitude towards the fast furious world outside.
There was an religious function at home and I was quite amused by the way people got involved in that. From kids to old, from family to neighbors and all people in the neighborhood, all were equally enthusiastic about the function. It has nothing to do with the religion other than that it is related to a ceremony in our family temple, what I am trying to portray is the culture and traditions associated with the function.
Kids n youngsters were the persons who were more into it with elderly person closely watching their deeds. They were all around the place encouraging things in a good manner. Glad that this generation back in our village is not glued to their Cell Phones and TV, its not that they didn't have them , it's that they know how to value things. Its a very close knit network where everyone knew everyone else. And most important was that people knew the difference between blind rituals and cultural tradition.
No matter how descriptive I try to be, the real thing can only be felt only if we were present there.But then I still have to try at least. This time things seems to give a broader perspective when I analyzed how small things can matter to you in your life. And by small things I meant the moments which we would have easily overseen when compared to materialistic benefits we get from it. If we go for a reason or cause then we can easily subdue their importance but once you forget comparing or reasoning you will amazed with the amount of happiness and satisfaction this moments has in store for you.
This time I didn't want things that I scribble in here to be anywhere near to be a travelogue coz I have wrote them enough. This time I just wanted it to be a simple reminder of what it actually means to be in the wilderness and simplicity of life.
If someone asks me where's my favorite hangout place in New Delhi, only one place comes to my mind.....A place that can be described in thousands of ways but I wud prefer to stick to the basic description of that and that is :it is the national monument of India. It is one of the largest war memorials in India. Hope you got it...Its our own India Gate(IG).
I cant say exactly what makes me so fond of this place, anytime of the day or night, I wud be more than happy to go there.. Specially late nights.. When it glitters like Gold.. A special feeling creeps up inside and I suddenly feel proud to be an Indian.It doesn't means that I am not proud of being an Indian, but there are definitely many reasons which make me say that I am not that proud to be an Indian. For instance, Poverty, Corruption..(ya I remember the dialog from movie Rang De Basanti:No Nation is perfect, the citizens has to make it perfect..Ha ha ha.. even if our leaders get a perfect state they will make it imperfect in a matter of moments , hence we can surely leave aside "making it a perfect" responsibility), the list will never end. But I am really proud to be a part of the world most culturally diversified society.
Aren't we diverting from our topic. India Gate have always made me wonder, made me feel more like an Indian, made me leave aside all the negative things that looms around the country, reminds me of the love and sacrifice of countless soldiers who laid down their life in a fight to protect our freedom, who laid down their life in the process of making the country a perfect one.
I was kinna glad that this Independence Day, my mailbox wasn't filled with a single mail regarding Independence. It did made me think that may be people have understood the fact that it not just about sending some forwarded mails or may be they didn't get time at all to forward anything.Whatever may be the reason I didn't need a reminder for celebrating our Independence. I celebrated it a special way.. a special way to myself..I went to IG and stood there for dunno how much time.. just staring at the monument and the people around it admiring its value and its timeless beauty.
"There are things that you feel that can't be described" , and I think of this phrase each and every time I visit IG.