
This is a memory post. And other's memories are, more often than not, drab as a dustbin so you can pretend you have read it and say, 'Ooh! such memories' and 'oh! those days'. And you should thank me for giving a cue to what to say without having to go through the post ;)
It was the MTV go bite question that put me on this. Something about wriggling your way out of going to your village for hols. Which is a dumb question in the first place. Unless you are the 'oh - i - love - this - super - fast - super - stressed life' type. I'm the quintessential 'ganwar', i love the village. i love the smell of hay and wet earth and dung (yes dung!) that combine to give a smell that is indescribable. I love running through those DDLJ fields with a plastic bag tied to a string. And stealing watermelons from my own field which we would slice with a pen knife. Ahem, you don't need to know the way we ate it - in the mildest of terms it was gross. i love rising up at five (which would be criminal if i did it at home), to be the first to fill up my bucket at the hand pump . i love the chilled water of the earthen pot, the solid chunks of yogurt that is watery at home. i love the central courtyard of the haveli where the summer stars are the only roof above your head as you lie down on charpoys. i love the terrace that looks like the durbar of jahangir, even though its crumbling. i love the green well that nobody uses. i love the 'phulwari' (which is a more poetic word than orchard) where you share your mangoes with mynahs and sparrows. i love the ox-carts where you hitch a ride to the nearest sludgy pond. And those small push carts where barter is till the way you buy iced lollipops. i love the absence of electricity, i was seriously dismayed when they brought an ugly smoke spitting generator to give us lights. The soothing magic of dim kerosene lamps is a uniquely rustic possession. You can go on and on breathing in the village air without killing yourself. There is a strange peace in the cacophony of the village.
Or perhaps there isn't. Perhaps you should stay back and party in air conditioned rooms. i don't know . Perhaps the nostalgia of childhood has mingled so inextricably with memories of those cherished fortnights that came once a year that i don't remember whether its the memories or the rustic beauty of that tiny village that i am reveling in.
OK ,now you can say 'O my god what did you write this for.'
PS: The next post will be 50th ..which means no work for me and all work you. Send in whatever u like for yours truly either at my email : cacophonix5@gmail.com or facebook : Farah Yameen.
I am waiting.
Komal said...
Even though I have never been to any of the villages, it still gave me such a clear image and now I so badly want to go to one :D
For the smell of dung, girl, you need to see some nose doctor. [If they exist :P]
You should be glad that you have pleasant memories to cherish :)
April 16, 2009 11:39 PM
Hobo ........ ........ ........ said...
chalo gaon ki aur...
April 16, 2009 11:50 PM
Think Tank said...
@komal i am
@hobo ..han chalo ..on a bail gadi
April 17, 2009 12:13 AM
Spectator said...
waiting for ur 50th !
April 17, 2009 1:02 AM
deluded said...
aaah. yes.
'O my god what did you write this for.'
but it was wonderful.
April 17, 2009 1:03 AM
Amal Bose said...
wat you have written here is absolutely true.. but let me ask you something, can you stay in such a village with no electricity, net or cable connection no proper civic facilities for more than a week or two.. it will be paradise as a holiday spot, but will be very hard to adjust for someone who is used to life outside it.
April 17, 2009 1:09 AM
El Furibundo said...
Isn't there this angst about the ever shifting and floundering polity?
Also, don't your playmates who stayed behind in the village now see you with suspicion?
I am sorry to kinda spoil it, but yeah.. a trip to a village can really solve a lot of things. Except, of course, nothing's perfect.
April 17, 2009 1:23 AM
Arv said...
Being a big city boy, I think am used to the fast life but I would love to have my weekends countryside style :)
5 days of hustle and bustle and 2 lovely long days the natural way at the countryside :)
nothing to beat it :)
thanks for this post... cheers...
April 17, 2009 1:42 AM
HP said...
faraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh !!
'Ooh! such memories'
'oh! those days'
no really :)
you've written this one sooo beautifully ... very simple and right from the heart types ... love it :')
April 17, 2009 2:32 AM
Mohita said...
Wow!!
Nostalgic reminiscences!!
A heartfelt post.Truly touching and rejuvinating.
April 17, 2009 2:51 AM
the poet manque said...
my village was the same once but now the scene is changing. i really find the innocense missin in my people.
April 17, 2009 3:49 AM
¤Ü•B¤ said...
i didn't understand about the 50th post thingy :p !!
April 17, 2009 3:50 AM
Lena said...
i liked the describtion. Beautiful :)
And waiting for your 50th post :)
April 17, 2009 5:03 AM
Anand said...
'Ooh! such memories'.
'oh! those days'.... :-)
DDLJ fields?? Hahaha.. I'm gonna be using that description soon enuff. U watch my blog. Lol.
psst....nice post. I enjoyed.
I'll be back.
ANand. :-)
April 17, 2009 5:28 AM
Chriz said...
hand pumps...
ddlj
fields
generators...
villages.. wanna go to my granny's place
April 17, 2009 7:11 AM
pisku said...
I so identify with the line
"i don't remember whether its the memories or the rustic beauty of that tiny village that i am reveling in."
lovely to read this!
April 17, 2009 8:59 AM
Anorak said...
My cherished memories are blurring infront of my eyes, each day going a little afar, like moist vapourising up in the sky...now even the dream of living that dream once again has become a far cry ... wired like a machines, hooked to razzmatazz, I see myself mingling in the dust of time....anyways relived at least for once through ur post....keep walking!!!
April 17, 2009 9:05 AM
Muhammad Umer Tur said...
"i love the central courtyard of the 'haveli' where the summer stars are the only roof above your head as you lie down on charpoys."
What can i say you copied my thoughts.
Ah I'm sorry the kerosene oil lamps must retire. Poor nations spend almost $38 billion per year on kerosene for lighting, according to the International Finance Corp. Even more sorry, so to say that D.light (designed at d.school Stanford University), next-generation LED + cheap solar panels, must replace it so as to increase help poor families not spend in rural areas up to 20% of their income on such inefficient, no matter how charming a lighting :) They're already selling them profitably in India...
(Rue to bore you!)
April 17, 2009 11:29 AM
яノςんム said...
i was reminded of the movie "Virasat"
ho dhol bajne laga.. gaanw sajne laga.. koi laut k aaya hai.. sang apne wo rang kitne laya hai..
:D
i have been to our native village only once in my 25 yrs.. tht too i was in 9th std.. but i remember tht ppl there were looking at us as if we were fro some circus.. :D
April 17, 2009 11:30 AM
Mayz said...
i have neva been to a village...i guess m missin smthn :(
April 17, 2009 8:58 PM
Pallav said...
this is so perfect...
it being 2 years... long time...
Kya likha hai...
sab yaad aa gya ....
thanks a ton...
Pallav :)
April 18, 2009 3:24 AM
Avatar said...
There's no deny it's wonderful but I can't be without electricity or internet access, hehe. Nice post anyway, beautifully written.
April 18, 2009 3:50 AM
peter said...
there was a similar post by Mayuri ...no wonder u ppl are friends :)
April 18, 2009 2:32 PM
WarmSunshine said...
Well... I read *all* the post deary... sachhhiiiii!!
Had a good read :)
And I'll send you my contribution via Facebook :)
you know, i didn;t realize i had done my 50th post till i was well over 60 :D Now i'll celebrate my 100 th hopefully!
April 18, 2009 2:40 PM
Hemanth Potluri said...
i tho wish to go to the villages and stay..:)..i will mail u something pls send me ur mail id to me in face book :)..
urs..hemu..
April 18, 2009 8:32 PM
Think Tank said...
@spectator :)
@deluded jhute jhute
April 18, 2009 9:27 PM
Think Tank said...
@amal arey bhai this is not a post about discussing urbanization ..just memories
@furi i only went 2 visit the village, so if there's distrust its prolly there from the start ...nevr really livd there
April 18, 2009 9:28 PM
Think Tank said...
@arv exactly ..i cudn't liv forevr in d village
@hp han han theek hai
April 18, 2009 10:42 PM
Think Tank said...
@mohita thanx
@poet i havnt been 2 mine for quite some time
April 18, 2009 10:43 PM
Leo said...
advance happy fiftieth! :)
and loved the time travel :D
will send u soon, but am a bit time lagged now. when u planning to post it?
April 19, 2009 6:20 AM
Priya Joyce said...
that was some lovely description..the things which you mentioned in the post...except the dung thing..:P i too love them they r lovely too..
and half century ke liye badhaai ho ji :P
in advance
:)
April 20, 2009 3:34 AM
Urv said...
i love the river that flows by the house. i love the cool breeze that blows over it :)
i love the fact that there are no closed doors or windows.
i don't love the no electricity part or the no mobile coverage part :P
April 20, 2009 5:54 AM
Ria said...
hmm interesting thoughts, but i prefer the amenities of a big city like Mumbai as compared to villages. Thankfully u hav some good memories to cherish!!
April 20, 2009 9:27 AM
Keshi said...
I've always been a 'village lass' at heart :)
Nice post TT!
Keshi.
April 20, 2009 7:26 PM
Think Tank said...
@ub ..nothin much
@lena thanx a lot for the mail
April 20, 2009 9:55 PM
Think Tank said...
@anand thanx
@chriz mmmmmmm
April 20, 2009 9:55 PM
Think Tank said...
@pisku thanx
@anorak ..hey u aren't supposed to write comments that are better than the post ;)
April 20, 2009 9:57 PM
Think Tank said...
@Umer ... understand bhai ./.for a person who visits her village once a year the feeeeel is important
@richa lol
April 20, 2009 9:59 PM
Think Tank said...
@mayz u sure are
@pallav thanx a ton to u
April 20, 2009 10:00 PM
Think Tank said...
@avatar nor can i ..but a few days is a treat
@peter no wonder ..:)
April 20, 2009 10:03 PM
Think Tank said...
@warm oh gud ..at least somebody did
@hemanth thannnxxxx
April 20, 2009 10:04 PM
Think Tank said...
@leo as soon as u guys get over ur laziness
@priya u din't read the ps or wat?
April 20, 2009 10:05 PM
Think Tank said...
@urv arey bhai ..its a break not a permanance
@ria ..i'm all for amenities ..nobody is getting the point :(
April 20, 2009 10:07 PM
Think Tank said...
@keshi ..which makes u my soul sister :)
April 20, 2009 10:07 PM
Willie said...
Interesting thoughts
April 20, 2009 10:09 PM
Swetha Padakandla said...
how did i miss this from 4 days!!
such a wonderful post..
it reminds some memories at my grandpa's place!
tht life is heaven! bt can we live there permanently? we wil run back and come soon! may be frequent visits to the village wil be fine! :)
nice write up, farah!
cheers
swetha
April 21, 2009 6:16 AM
Nautankey said...
I am sure most of us have memories of visiting native villages and this beautiful post rekindled them :). For me it is my dad's village,which had the panchayath TV where people thronged to see the chitrahaar [those were days on DD monopoly] and all those huge wells,caves where me n my cousins used to loiter.Totally inspired by enid blyton n her famous five we used to looks around for adventures in caves only to get bat poop :D
Advance 50th post wishes..err.. sounds like am wishing u for ur 50th b'day :P
April 21, 2009 9:52 PM
Elithraniel Arawion said...
ok... i have never read about someone who likes the smell of dung :P or who has described village life with so much emotions...
Loved every line :)
I really tink i should take a trip to one now... sighh....
And congrats in advance for 50th post :)
April 21, 2009 10:08 PM
Think Tank said...
@Willie :)
@sweta arey u dont hav to stay there for ever
April 21, 2009 11:15 PM
Think Tank said...
@nautankey i luvdenid blyton
@elith omg its not the dung ..ok forget it
April 21, 2009 11:16 PM
ki said...
Wow! You've painted quite a picture with just your words! I'm a city girl at heart, but I'd love to go visit a village once. :)
April 21, 2009 11:47 PM
Meghna said...
Hey farah.....nice blog....nice post.....
:)
Aap kya janon....I'm a bigger ganwar :P
Love my gaun!! But seldom visit it coz my grandparents hav also moved to the city :(
April 22, 2009 4:27 AM
I'll try 2 be truthful said...
wow u have a haveli !!!
which gaon are u from? I haven't lived in a village per se , but have lived in pretty smalltowns . the houses had vegetable gardens :)
April 22, 2009 5:43 AM
Sumit said...
just happened to bloghop and land here. anywyz, never been to a village. a thorough big city bred guy. I knw life to be fast paced, where melons are bought at supermarkets or at the local "bhindi bazaar", where are courtyard is a hard thing to come by.. in fact, open spaces are hard to come by now. Big cities, where folks come in to chase a dream, work all day, worry all night and never a moment to themselves... and despite our leanings towards a quieter way of life, we never really end up with that....
gaon chalo sab ke sab!! bohot ho gaya...
April 22, 2009 8:05 AM
The abstract scientist said...
Lovely potrayal of a village, you havent specified where in India it is though. I personally perceive every state in India has its own type of villages..Very good writing.
April 22, 2009 10:45 AM
Abhilasha said...
Thanx 4 takin me 2 a fascinating trip.nevr visited a village but felt like hobbling through it.
loved it.really cooooooool.
April 22, 2009 8:21 PM
Jagjit said...
'oh! those days'
:) no i did read the whole thing and though i haven't grew up in such a romantic village but i sense that nostalgia from my 'naanke' (maternal grandparents) village. Though those visits were stretched over a few days, twice a year, I havent loved a place more than I loved that town. Not even the one where I was born, not those 2 tier cities and metros. Hmm, will send u that 50 mail post, but i have no clue what am i supposed to write when i dont know u beyond the blog. but i'll try to write smthin. :) tc.
April 23, 2009 1:42 AM
Divya said...
you know.. i like all that too.. and i yearn to go to my village in kerala(well all the 'dubai' money has ruined the village part now!), drink tender coconut water, enjoy the peace and quiet, listen to the night sounds...but quite honestly, i've been living in cities so long, i can't stay there for more than a week or so. then i start to miss the hectic life, the sounds of the city, the lights, the internet and all that... ah well, we all want the best of both worlds at some level i guess!
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April 23, 2009 5:08 PM
Sharad Sharma said...
:) read the post in spite of the cue and yes 'Oh!those days' indeed.
Thanks for reminding me of the good old days.
Your post could be a script for an advertisement of rural India..liked the way you described it and your feelings.
Cheers,
Sharad
Medley
April 24, 2009 12:35 AM
oo7 said...
You are
like the frost
dancing up
the window pane
delicate
and
intricatei wish i could say more...
April 24, 2009 4:07 AM
Abhinav said...
I have noticed and thoroughly enjoyed these kind of desi scenes in cities as well.. one need not be termed as a ganwar..!
50th post??? :-ss
write about me... it will be interestingly boring!
April 25, 2009 7:18 AM
tinkerbell said...
Dumri kothi !!!
we had amazing boiled eggs in kerosene lantern light !!!
and we used to throw stones in the wells, and wait till we heard the splash !!!
and we had an elephant that peed!!
and we fed rabbits !!
and chased ducks !! (or was it the other way round !)
muaaaah.. love u farro
April 26, 2009 11:10 PM
Femin Susan said...
Being in a city, I am used to the fast life but i really love our country side the river and the lakes,so many trees,It's people etc...... thanks for this post.
cheers!
April 27, 2009 7:01 AM
Chronicwriter said...
when r u posting it.. i am waiting bummo
April 30, 2009 1:27 AM
phatichar said...
nice nostalgic account. :-)
April 30, 2009 1:45 AM