Thursday, 3 April 2014

Reason to return

Days are passed, months are over, year is completed, Yes, we have successfully completed the Samvathsara {yer} aser the Indian calendar and have celebrated its beginning with the festival of "Ugadi". It is the festival of all without any particularity of god and worship; it is the celebration of nature, which is wearing new green dress by throwing her old yellow atire. Happy singing nightingale, Raw mangos everywhere, green leaves in the plants, green grass on the lands! Happy season for the birds, cherping and dancing with their herds! These are the atmosphere status,which should be there during this season and we all have witnessed it. Especially, i have evidenced in a wider way, as my home was in the outskirts and my college was on the lap of nature. I stillremember the days, when i used to st alone in the outyard and college campus jst by listening to the birds in the cool breeze to forget all my despirations and to have new dreams. Nature was my medicine to cure all my worries, the greenery used to fill sping in my mind as well. Days are passed now... No nightingale, no greenery, no breeze! stucked inside a prison freeze, making myself to get squezed... In the metro city, runing like a machine with electricity, forgetting all the capacity and capabilities, just like a robot doing the same routine with time stroke... still there is a ray of hope and light in this busy schedule as well... :) Thats none other than going back to home in the name of festivals... because they are the only bridges, thosedrag me towards home. Not to celebrate, but spend the holidays. It is the trends now a days to go away for miles over the holidays. Some goes to trucking, some others for travelling and the remaining crowd to their mother city like a marrie woman to her mother's home. This mother land returners outrage the number of all other people and these faces resemble the imigrant birds returning to their nests. Nest! really a nest and always ready to test... Yes, getting eservation itself is a big head ache. The person who gets reservation is like a king winning the batle. there are lakhs of buses and lakhs of railway arrangements. But, what to do!!! there are crores of population waiting to board. The entire travelling stations looks like a ditched spot, where people are struggling to leave it immediately and to go to the heaven. The cit which gave shelter, food and water till that day and city which has to again give the same thigs just after 2/3 days is at the highest hatred status n the hearts. I too went to my home along with this big crowd like a sheep... It was a nice blended experience explines about a sub-urban and metro living and don't worry, i'll definitely tell you ... but in my next post... keep guessing

1 comment:

  1. You always thrill with your rhyming in language and thoughts as well....loved it...

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