Wednesday, January 18, 2012


It’s been way too long since I last posted. Months have passed and I still can’t stop thinking: "what to post?" To put all my confusions (about the topic for a new post) to rest, I finally decided to write. Simply write.

Post CAT there was sem-exam after which I travelled home. My college and home are situated at two ends of the country and so I travelled through the 'heart' of the country to be here. :P So busy was I enjoying the havenly bliss that, lo and behold! it’s been a month that I have been here. Lazy Blogger, that’s what I am.

I miss the kites now. Hundreds of them would dot the sky each day. I would climb the terrace every afternoon, to watch little boys on neighboring terraces muster the best of their kite-flying skills to out-fly and cut other kites. More boys racing through lanes, jumping over walls and climbing trees to get hold of the falling kites blown by winds and landing into people's homes, sometimes fields and bushes. My eyes feasted on beautiful kites of myriad hues and patterns two of which were my favorite. One had black-n-white chessboard pattern with nice red border. The other had broad kaleidoscopic print in lighter shades of orange yellow and green. The border again accentuated the kite's beauty. I marveled collecting kites that would sometimes land onto our terrace or into our backyard. I would then hand it over to the first kite-runner that reached me. In this little way I too tried getting involved in this age old tradition of kite-flying. It was fun!

It’s nice to see people in this village (yes that’s where I belong!) prosper. Though the quality of education here is not up to the mark, even girls are given equal right to education by their respective families. There are four schools in this little hamlet consisting of some hundred homes. Most are farmers. Selling milk to dairies is a new way of making money here. Land is the biggest asset these people have. Some farmers here own land worth crores!

Many little, and strikingly different worlds co-exist in this world. I have enjoyed living in two completely opposite places, one a cosmopolitan city and other a remote village. Both are my own. I feel chosen, and special!