Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Our Roots, Our Moorings, Our Place

It is strange but we get accustomed to our neighbourhood surroundings, to such an extent that we start missing the atmosphere, and the environment, if we go out of our place, even for a short visit.

The friendly Baker, the Green Grocer, the tailor, the Post Man, the Morning Walker,  the Bank, the Post Office and a myriad other small places where we are recognized instantly, make us feel at home. We feel we are in our place ! And that this place belongs to us ! We are from this place, a reassuring feeling.

The same thing happens to us when we go to our village, where every other person, why,  almost every person in the village smiles at you and asks about your welfare. You are encompassed by your  " own people ", your own village, your own trees, birds and the cattle and even the street dogs ! Perhaps this is what they call   " my roots " or   " my moorings "  are here  !

This sense of belonging is hard to get rid of, how ever much you would like to shed these Roots and migrate to distant shores. Even after going round the best places on Earth you tend to opt to go back to what we call " my home ".

And when you are back in your own domain,  a sense of comfort, a sense of  fulfillment,  fills our hearts. And when you are away from your place, you feel Home Sick. 

This happens to all other living beings, too,  animals, birds and even wild animals in the Forests. They all crave for their " Our Place " !

Ramachandra Parsa

Friday, November 7, 2014

The Sun and the Sodium Vapour Lamp.

Quiet Flows the River and the Life in the Woods.

During winters, the Sun rises in the morning sky after 6 : 30 A M. By then the Street Lights are not yet off. It is still dark in a mild way. Kahin Andhera, Kahin Ujaala, dark some where, light some where.

My house is on the top of a small hillock, a mound so to say. When I am returning from my morning walk, I have to climb an incline, an up gradient. As I negotiate this terrain, I see alternately a Sodium Vapour Street Lamp, in its deep orange glow and the Sun in all its Grand Effulgence and Light that sustains Life on Earth, plants,animals,birds and humans.

When the two are so juxtaposed, I wonder, at the Man made Lamp and the God Created Celestial Light of Sun.

 The Sun is worshipped as a God not only by Hindus, but also by the Inca Indians of Peru and in the Andes Mountains of South America . They call their Sun God,   Kon Tiki. 

Man must have been spell bound at the radiance of this Mighty Light in the Heavens and quickly concluded that it must be the Visible God. 

To-day, Science says, Sun is nothing but a mighty Star full of burning gases and in a couple of billions of years this Star will die. O K. But, pray who created those burning gases, those celestial orderly movements of the Sun so methodically done with such precision that one cannot replicate the same at any time, for ages and ages together ?  Definitely not Science ! 

Ramachandra Parsa. November 07, 2014