I'm on cherry's summer vacay at rajasthan. After settling in the dry heat here, we left for a 2 day trip.
5 am in the morning and the roads blessed us with quiet emptiness along with cool morning breeze.. Though I missed hubby immensely, I could not afford to miss the unmatchable serenity..
The cool winds presented me with mixed memories that have collectively contributed to my childhood.. Also some rare instances where I thoroughly enjoyed just being in this place irrespective of the weather and company..
Fun and carefree school vacations. Papa took us to our farm and we would pluck tamarind from the old tree there. Relish freshly ripe chikko, corn whatever was available as per season. The desi milk, butter and curd was the icing on the cake.
Then college made it difficult for those vacations to happen again and after a long time I went to rajasthan again during bachelors for a fest at udaipur. I had an unforgettable trip. Visiting places like ajmer dargah, pushkar fort, samarkand island, I made memories that are mine alone...
Before I was to be wed, papa n mom made sure I got blessings from all gods so I have a great life ahead. All rituals performed with pomp, I sat on a horse and a procession with dhol and people dancing announced that i was the bride to be.. There were shagun ke geet at home later on..
Coming back happened sooner after marriage with hubby this time performing post marriage rituals with him. Our stay at his ancestral home and everyone in the village coming to see the new bhabhiji.. it was interesting hilarious..
Our new home was ready soon and this time we were back for housewarming. Travelling in the train would have been a task but the company of 35 people made it happier and easier than imagined.
After Cherith's birth, came back for some more rituals and was soon called again for papa's last rights and funeral services. The saddest trip of all.
Now while the kids are asleep and I am all by myself looking outside the window listening to rare selection of songs, I am having a memory touch up.
The half dry and half green vegetation accepts the scorching heat as nothing less than a present. The little puddles of water is relished more than a feast. Any scarcity is never cried over and enjoying today is the people's way of living.
From being the place of my birth to being the place where so many important events of life have taken place, rajasthan mysteriously fills me with so much more zeal, joy and new energy that I feel alive again..
Proud to be connected to this land of desert..
Cheers!!
God bless!!
CHS
5 am in the morning and the roads blessed us with quiet emptiness along with cool morning breeze.. Though I missed hubby immensely, I could not afford to miss the unmatchable serenity..
The cool winds presented me with mixed memories that have collectively contributed to my childhood.. Also some rare instances where I thoroughly enjoyed just being in this place irrespective of the weather and company..
Fun and carefree school vacations. Papa took us to our farm and we would pluck tamarind from the old tree there. Relish freshly ripe chikko, corn whatever was available as per season. The desi milk, butter and curd was the icing on the cake.
Then college made it difficult for those vacations to happen again and after a long time I went to rajasthan again during bachelors for a fest at udaipur. I had an unforgettable trip. Visiting places like ajmer dargah, pushkar fort, samarkand island, I made memories that are mine alone...
Before I was to be wed, papa n mom made sure I got blessings from all gods so I have a great life ahead. All rituals performed with pomp, I sat on a horse and a procession with dhol and people dancing announced that i was the bride to be.. There were shagun ke geet at home later on..
Coming back happened sooner after marriage with hubby this time performing post marriage rituals with him. Our stay at his ancestral home and everyone in the village coming to see the new bhabhiji.. it was interesting hilarious..
Our new home was ready soon and this time we were back for housewarming. Travelling in the train would have been a task but the company of 35 people made it happier and easier than imagined.
After Cherith's birth, came back for some more rituals and was soon called again for papa's last rights and funeral services. The saddest trip of all.
Now while the kids are asleep and I am all by myself looking outside the window listening to rare selection of songs, I am having a memory touch up.
The half dry and half green vegetation accepts the scorching heat as nothing less than a present. The little puddles of water is relished more than a feast. Any scarcity is never cried over and enjoying today is the people's way of living.
From being the place of my birth to being the place where so many important events of life have taken place, rajasthan mysteriously fills me with so much more zeal, joy and new energy that I feel alive again..
Proud to be connected to this land of desert..
Cheers!!
God bless!!
CHS
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