Ahhhhh ?

Well, this is the best feeling that I have had in this week.. After all the those torturous french 5 hours per day

classes and all those escaping from the heat, this is the best reward that any person can get at the end...

All my prayers which I sincerely used to say every afternoon and every eveing while travelling for the classes for

the past one week [exactly, it's 5 days] have finally been adressed..

With the rains outside and the cool wind that this blowing outside, it's now easy to forget the past week ..and

gather courage for the next week... For the first time, I stood in the rains with full consiousness and realised

how much there is to Feel... How much there is out there which we pass on but never feel it.. Either we feel so

lame to feel those things or we just dont have time for it...

This is the best pleasure that any one can get with the minimum cost.. I just think if only a feel of a woman's

hair is as pure and delightful as the feeling of wind blowing accross the face with such moisture ..

Well, I dont want to sound crazy or conservative but just as I don't want these miracles of nature to change, I

even ont want the Indian villages to change... That day, just before coming back here, I was cycling along the

canals [which were dry, damn guj govt..].. but I had a similar feeling.. wind so warm and fresh was blowing over

the rice and wheat and tobacco and the coconut trees.. I stopped my linking park now making noise in my ears and

just stopped there for some time.. I saw a small girl playing with a calf and teenagers going to take milk from the

dairy [or going to give, I am not sure of that].. and all that CRAP which I used to memorise in school about the

villages.. But dome things were different.. But a Hut [if u tell a home having TV, kitchen, electricity, Tata Sky

but having asbestos roof and unpainted brick walls a hut ] had an old man coughing on a bed in the yard.. But then

I realised how wrong every one has been about development in the villages.. It is true that our villages are

developing and that too at a fast rate.. But the lifestyle of our villages and thanx to our village women, the

homes have not even changed a bit.. I mean, we, who live in mis sized towns gotta learn from these homes how to

welcome development and be the same person we were 10 years before.. And yes, to those who condemn development- our

villages are still very beautiful

On my return trip, I happened to pass slowly in front if the temple.. and saw grandpas and grandmoms with their

kids and groups of wives of societies followed by groups of their children and then groups of young high school-

college girls and groups of boys in bike.. I felt what NRIs feel when they come back.. Did I leave this world when

I shifted my home , or when I was shifted to 10th grade??.. Well, now I long to return to that world ..

I just hope I can return to that world again.. or just have glimses of it sometime later..