Far away from poor urban expansion, glitzy malls and multiplexes which have, unfortunately, come to be associated with markers of development, I set forth on a journey to VAN CHETNA KENDRA at Pariage village in Kheda district, some 75 kms from my city.
The air was dry. Miles of wilderness stretched itself as we travelled over nondescript locations, dusty and rutted roads, banana and tobacco plantations amid scorching heat.
Numerous trucks whizzed past us. While fast cars faded into destinations oblivious, all along the journey, villagers looked at us with awe. It was ironical in many ways; affluent people juxtaposed Vis a Vis those who lead hard lives in abysmal conditions.
Assorted migratory birds could be seen in the lake. It was magnificent to see a flight of birds against the cloudy, lavender tinted sky. Massive waves beat against the rocks with deafening noise.
I was a lost human being. Nothing seemed to matter anymore. My heart pounding in my ears, I found myself adrift to places where the mind and body couldn’t go. A different cosmos embraced me while I was only another insignificant creature.
Thoughts streamed into consciousness hastily. Globally, wild flora and fauna have been whittled down steadily and remorselessly. Man, for all his genius, cannot create a species nor can he recreate one he has annihilated. It pained me to be reminded of animal refugees living a precarious life on the edge of extermination, dependent on existence on the charity of a few human beings.
I came back only to listen to the groan of trucks and maddening of daily life. Caught amid the confluence of populace, life seems a frozen affair...
27th December 2009
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