There are still many places in Indian villages,
visiting to them is like travelling in time
past which exist only in story books
of Indian native writers:
visiting to them is like travelling in time
past which exist only in story books
of Indian native writers:
(as Prem Chand, Fadishwar Nath Renu, R. K. Narayan etc.).
My travel to this marriage event was full of such memories:
1. Mist all around, a railway station, no platform, the train stops at, just a lone traveler gets down..2. A path passes below the shady trees, beside a 'water-well' at railway station, through yellowed mustard fields, which connects to the village road.
Just two school kids with their bags on shoulder are the only co-traveler, you find..
3. After reaching at home, guest and every one in long unending gossips, sitting all day on 'charpoy'.
Come evening , still these talkative Indians, but beside bonfire, below the tree, in this chilly winter night.
4. In older times, entertainment was just those male dancers in female attires, a lone loud speaker tightened on the handle of a bicycle, with few fellow accompaniments....was what we saw here playing.
5. The bride in her adorable red dress, moves on to the erected podium, she welcomes groom with 'Tilak (Hindi तिलक)' and 'Aarti (Hindi आरती)', only then on other rituals began.
6. This was all as if seeing the past characters from the great Indian Mythological stories going live, 'so ideally' 'living the moral values'.
This may look dramatic but moreover values are to be discharged and staged in society at least through such social assemblage, which carry morals.
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