24/09/2014
Two months back, Mahalaya Amavasya(New moon day) in rain
created nostalgia for my days at home town. This festival is celebrated to remember our
ancestors and bait all variety of snacks and food in consideration to please
them. Among my relatives, each of the family has to do pooja with incense,
camphor and frankincense.
Before we shifted to Bangalore, this festival would create
an unusual exultation in minds and homes of my family and relatives. In my home
town, most of relatives had all our homes in one village. Especially during
mahalaya I cannot count how many we all relatives together had to bait. In our
home it was my grandparents, and in chikappa, doddappa, mama’s (Uncles) homes
for their, those whoever has lost their lives. Since all of us had to do pooja
for everyone, as soon as we finish at one home, had to jump to the next one. The
fun is, it would be heavily raining all over, we would drench in rain either
because of shortage of umbrellas or we wouldn't find one in the ado of
festival.
We never bothered of being bemired and be wet because of rain.
But recently one day in office, I and my colleague had to walk from one
department to the other i.e., our dept in open space for around 50 meters. It
was raining and not that we would completely be drenched of if we go in. Though,
we didn’t step out and started searching for umbrella with everyone working
there. Later we couldn’t find umbrella,
we ran in rain and destined. We found many over there felt irritated because of
rain.
I was later started thinking, at my place people are very
happy if it rains and this kind of rain is nothing for them. No rain would
obstruct any of their works. I used to enjoy the site of lake and a big field
of paddy farm opposite to that we had in our village, while either cycling or
walking from school to home, sometimes with umbrella and many time without umbrella.
Today the rain here in Bangalore and the festivity gets me
recollected all those memories back to see that we are kept humble and simple
when we are living with the nature!!
Added to this, I have been to celebrate Diwali in rain at
hometown this time. Rain avoided the crackers, consequently no smoke and no
noise. Diyas (Oil lamps with oil filled in bowls) were lit and placed in the
veranda and on compounds of every house in the evenings. Girls were decorated
like buses of ayudha pooja (Custom of worshipping weapons and tools during
Dasara festival) for Lakshmi pooja.
They avoid using plastic, and all irreducible wastes are
burnt in fire wood stove in their bathroom to heat water. No piece of plastic
would go out of house to harm any of the animals there. It was so clean to see around
most of the houses. Aunt says bangaloreans has increased waste by not using
such stove.
We wandered around the places and all greenish moments were
about to mask all the memories I had with the noisy town and all that
negativity of the mind. It gave the freedom from being conscious of the
behavior and thoughts. I found complete calmness with taller trees instead tall
buildings, loveliness with few street cows and dogs instead of smoke vomiting
vehicles, with sound of prasseln instead horns and sirens.
The nature soothed the mind, and I felt as if I am lying in
the lap of consoling mother. This would not happen only for me, every human and
all living organism could sense this difference. Environment when balanced
gives us balanced soul, and we feel serene and calm. But when it is polluted,
minds are also become susceptive to get polluted attributing to the lack of
resources and desire for more comfort and becomes stressed. Hence all of us
must make our minds to contribute ourselves to create a balanced nature and
balanced psyches. A small step taken for the greener world will make us eternal
for larger extent both physically and metaphysically.
" Mother earth is been exploited for centuries, but now it’s time for us to give time to her to recover back and
have comfortable life being lapped in the originality of Mother Nature and establish
equality through contentment in everyone’s life."
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