Priceless memories of time immemorial….

I have very vivid memories of the 2017 summer vacations that I spent in my village hometown. I had penned down my feelings and thoughts with a very heavy heart as that was probably our last holiday in our ancestral home in a village about 178 km from Kolkata. I had no plans of going to Kolkata and Ahmedpur in the 2017 summer vacations.

My father had set up a Rice Factory which was inaugurated in February 2005. We had all given a lot of thought and precious time in deciding the name by which the Rice Factory would be known as. For papa the factory was like his 4th child which he had set up with extreme love, great effort and wonderful expertise. He ran this factory for 12 good years very successfully and achieved great fame and respect in District’s Rice Millers Association….

After having given much thought and a lot of deliberation dad finally made the decision of winding up his business by selling off the factory. Mom’s health condition was a major factor regarding the decision that papa made…. Ahmedpur lacked and still lacks in good infrastructure. Medical facilities are neither available in Ahmedpur nor any place close by. For any kind of medical emergency we still have to rush to Kolkata which is a good 3.5 hours drive.

As mom and dad are both growing older they will not stay as healthy as they were all these years but will head towards the downside every passing day. Mom complains of stomach ache as well as pain in the joints and bones which are major side effects of the Liver Ailment that she has gone through.

I had voiced my thought to papa a couple of years ago that he should wind up the business and relocate themselves to a place where proper medical facilities and good infrastructure are available. Nothing happens before time. Probably it wasn’t the right time for the wind up to happen as we were not getting the desired and rightful worth for the factory. The bank loan taken for the construction of the factory has been fully paid off last year. The working capital loan that was still due has also been taken care of. The saying ” that one gets only what is destined and that there is a right time for everything….” is very true.

6th June 2017, was just another day of vacation at Ahmedpur when the feeling of sadness and void had started sinking in… Our Ahmedpur bungalow would be disposed off very soon as we were over and done with the reason for being in that place. It is indeed very difficult and painful to see one’s home being sold off to someone else for whom it would just be another house till the feeling of attachment doesn’t prevail. It is very heart breaking when the realisation dawns and starts seeping in that the wonderful memories and moments spent in this beautiful home will no longer be with us very soon. We have spent a lot of our vacations from being an infant, a toddler, school and college days and last but not the least… our yearly visit to our parents home after getting married. My children get super excited whenever there is just a slight mention of our Ahmedpur home in the smallest of conversations too. Their eyes light light up like 100 watt bulbs with just the mention of any kind of planning being done for Ahmedpur vacations.

We entered our home and went to the garden area to show my kiddos the treehouse, it wasn’t there anymore. The feeling of void and emptiness started from there itself. There was an emotional attachment with the treehouse too even though my children were not too fond of it and never found it exciting and interesting.

No other person but the people who have lived and spent their quality time in that house can imagine the and feel the void of that ” Home Sweet Home ” not being ours anymore very soon. I was sharing my emotions and feelings with my elder sister over the telephone and just couldn’t manage to control my tears from rolling down my eyes. We both cried and and voiced our feelings to each other about our home which will not be owned by us very shortly.

I just wanted to grasp every passing moment we were now spending there and lock the beautiful moments of merry making and wonderful time spent there, somewhere deep down in my heart forever and ever.

All three of us, me and my elder twin sisters, would very eagerly wait for our holidays to begin so that we could go and enjoy the exotic, one of a kind country life. Our huge bungalow is surrounded by a garden area on three sides with the front area being open for any sport to be played, be it cricket, badminton or even pitthoo (sitoliya). We always enjoyed our garden fresh organic veggies and fruits to the utmost. The children always loved to pluck the required amount of fruits and vegetables from the garden all by themselves. We have looked forward very eagerly to the very relaxing and totally detoxifying vacations in Ahmedpur. But, this pleasure will soon be over and done with.

During the telephonic conversation that was happening between my sister and myself, I shared with her that if the feeling of our house not being ours very soon was so difficult for us to accept, how painful it would be for mom and dad who have spent their entire lives in that house.

Every thought in every passing moment is just getting tears in our eyes. Probably, we are all just trying to grasp and cling on to all the beautiful memories and lovely time we have spent there….

But somehow, we have to accept and come to terms with the fact that life moves on and we have to keep pace with the fast moving time. The good thing is, that we have countless stories and memories embedded deep in our hearts, for our children for their entire lives to hear out to and relive the house from our beautiful memories and real life incidents…..<a
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Created Eclipse for the Hindu Festivals…..

“Holi” is a Hindu Spring Festival celebrated in the Indian Subcontinent, also known as the ” festival of colours “. It signifies the victory of the good over the evil, the arrival of spring, end of winter, and for many a festive day to meet others, play n laugh, forgive and forget by the popular punch line – “Bura na maano, Holi hai!! “It lasts for a night and a day, starting on the evening of a full moon day in the month of Phalgun. The first evening is known as Holika Dahan or Chhoti Holi, and the following day as Holi or Rangwaali Holi and even as Dhulandi…..

It is Holika Dahan today. Festivities have already begun since the last 2 to 3 days. The market area is full of stalls with a variety of beautiful colours of “Gulal” and “Pakka Rang” as well. There seems to be a tough competition between the various creatively designed “Pichkaris” , each design wanting to outshine the other and is in a great rush to be the Customer’s bestie for the day of the Festival. The fervour for the so called ” Rango ka Tyohaar (Holi) is high all over. People are super busy shopping for Rang and Pichkaris along with the preparations for the much awaited Delicacies. The most popular are the Kanji Vadas and the Meetha Gunjias . The Thandai secretly mixed with the intoxicating Bhaang is a treat for some people who are extremely fond of this festival as this is the only day of the year on which it’s a tradition to have Bhaang as a custom of the Festival .

On the other hand, each year there is a wave of the thought process to ” save water ” which sounds so very hypocritical and ridiculous. 364 days of the year we conveniently forget about the much hyped issue to save water. My message to the readers is that it is quite an obnoxious idea and thought process to spoil the fervour and fun of the colourful Festival.

Why do we suddenly wake up one fine morning as responsible and matured citizens of India. Where was our maturity, responsibility as well as concern for the Environment all these 364 days?

If we actually want to try becoming responsible and eco friendly then it has to be a continuous process (24*7*365). The concern in my message to the society is that why do we suddenly realise just before the Festival Days that we are not being eco-friendly.

The biggest concern in my message is that if we don’t continue to live our Traditions and Festivals, we Hindus will gradually start losing out on our Hindutva and will start towards getting extinct. We Hindus should be strongly united to raise our voices against the much edited drama by the politicians of the country.

It is very heart breaking and sad to see and feel that all the hindrances are only applicable for Hindu Festivals.

Similarly, even before the Festivities of Diwali ( The Festival of Lights) begin, we get to hear and read big slogans of ” Have a safe and Cracker less DIWALI to help in controlling the pollution caused by the fire crackers “. Why doesn’t the Society and Government wake up to the day to day pollution caused by the Heavy Industries, Public Transport and Old Private Cars which do not comply to today’s PUC Terms and Conditions. If we can’t take any kind of actions and steps against the pollution caused by the above mentioned, then it is not right at all to put a ban on the use of the Fire Crackers for the Festival of Lights.

The smoke emitted by the bursting of fire crackers, as a matter of fact, is proven to be healthy as it kills all the mosquitoes and insects which can cause fatal diseases and is a threat to human life.

It is indeed very absurd and ridiculous that all our awareness arises to the level of infinity only for two days, namely Holi and Diwali . Where does the concern go for the remaining days of the year? It seems as if the hibernation process gets over twice a year only on those two Festival Days……

Nafrat khulkar aur Mohabbat chhipkar karte hain, Hum apni hee banayi duniya se Kitna Darte hain……

Bura na maano Holi hai.