I recently visited my native village. Smelt the earth on which I played, roamed around the pillars on which I hopped, plucked leaves from the garden, and realized what I have missed all these years. I will be uploading pictures from this trip on Flickr and here now.
I had left my village some 24 years ago for education. I was surprised to see that not many things had changed since then.
3 comments:
Laltain!!!
bhai bahut hi achcha photo hai!
par I am not surprised... India might have moved, and might have been shining, but there are parts of the country which are still eclipsed... people only move out and don't come back to see what happened... the ones who do, and want to make a difference (like yourself) ask that question and do something about it...
again! good photograph... infact excellent photograph!
oh! what a picture :)
on the other side isnt it good that not many things have changed..isnt it great that some quaint village isnt spoilt by urban mess..:)
Dhanyavaad Om!
Glad you liked the pic. Also glad that you think that way. I think it is really important to be able to understand things from its own perspective before deciding what to do. I have been trying to do just that!
Thanks Sharanya! Glad you liked the pic. Yes I agree to that other side. One of the reasons that I do often ogo to my village is to experience the pure life. Unadulterated by the mess of the urban life. However this time it was more of in introspection.
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