While the scorching, mischievous sun and dusty, hot winds try to take off your coat of worldliness, blaring horns and sounds announce that it never really matters where you go, you are made of India. Your support system reconnects and stands up for you like a pillar, and with a heavy heart, you bow and acknowledge that you have missed all that strength, love and care. It feels so good to return to your motherland.
You realize, India feels so real with its sounds, vibrations and panorama of life. You feel those years away from here has been a dream, this is reality. You just pick up from where you left, sandwiched in long gapless queues, moving along within a disorderly crowd and haggling for auto-rickshaw fare. Staff, watchman, shopkeepers, acquaintances share slices of their lives, joys and woes with you, as if you have always been there. Family and friends leave aside mighty inconveniences of commuting and toss aside their busy schedules to just be with you for a warm hug and even for tiniest of chats. They make India so special. They make India so lively. They make India, home!
Family makes you reconnect with your childhood, friends rekindle the feeling of wondrousness, and they together make a cosy cushion for you to lean on. After all these years, you seem to have forgotten about the comforts of leaning. You have been upright and always standing, facing things on your own… and it feels weird to lean on. And you do it awkwardly in the comfortable space created for you….for a limited time.
Also random act of kindness from unknown people leave you touched and emotional. Sometimes they make your mission of finding your destination, their job. And intuitively understands and relate to your needs. So there might be a person in the metro, who would offer his seat, and a lady who would lead you to the shop you have been looking for, a shopkeeper might ask you to sit in his shop to catch your breath or an ola cab driver, would share rare political insight.
Your kid might wonder- Have you known the person you were talking to mumma? You would reply – You don’t need to know a person to talk to here. Conversation doesn’t start or end here, it just flows!
Your kid, who has heard nothing but polite conversations, might even ask you – Why is he yelling mumma? And you would say – He is talking, not yelling. That is how it is!
You feel, India has not changed much. The Josh seems to be high as ever. The infrastructure is the same, except for technology that is making lives easier. You had expected a dramatic change but outwardly little seems to have changed.
As you pause for a moment in the midst of a road divider, and cars pass by you on both sides, making it very risky for you, you get the realization that India has never been about aesthetic beauty, enchanting landscapes, orderliness and structured existence. It is free, chaotic, jolting, nerve wrecking, and completely unpredictable. No plan works here, ever. India has its own plan to get your job done. This is how the country was, and still is. What is amazing about being here is experiencing palpable, throbbing life and humanity in its entirety.
When you return from India, you feel the world has gone still. No sounds, no conversations, no conflicts! There is a strange heaviness that doesn’t go away despite your structured, smooth existence in the new land. You go about doing your job, once again mulling over your decisions, divided and torn. You fold away clothes, do laundry, cook, all the time, ignoring the heaviness. Life is predictable and comfortable.
And then, you find an old Hindi newspaper on one side of your half open suitcase. It had wrapped something of importance, perhaps a few bangles. But it is useless now. You need to throw it. It is trash. But you can’t. You touch it lovingly, fold it gently and keep it under the mattress. You can’t let go of that… even the tiniest bit of India.
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Shivangi…this is your best post yet. I lived and felt every word, every experience you have narrated. Every single word resonates and strikes a chord. Feel a lump in my throat….for you have truly captured the spirit of India.
Brilliant 💕💕💕💕💕💕
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Such a sweet comment dear. You made my day🤗❤️
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You speak with a typical expat’s nostalgia for motherland. The depiction of India as a cacophony of hustle, bustle, noise and chaos captures the essence. With its multitudes of people and diverse culture, our country may probably never be able to fit into any discipline or order. The are more differences manifesting in greater plurality, making it merrier and unique in the comity of nations. Let it continue to be and prosper.
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Thank you Sir. Yes, may it continue to prosper and things become better and better. It is a unique country, our motherland🙏🏻😀
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This is soo lovely, Shivangi! And the way you’ve concluded this is just so awesome. Even the noise here is sometimes music to my ears. And I say that even though I hate crowds and noise.
A beautiful write up, Shivangi!
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Thank you dear Rashi for your lovely comment🤗. I agree to every word.
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My pleasure, Shivangi!
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Very well captured the mood and josh of India. Excellent!
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Thank you Sir🙏🏻. It is hard to adjust after returning from India.
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Very true. There’s a different charm, magnetism, mysticism in India and her culture, which is very much south Asian. Those who have felt it will miss it elsewhere despite so much of problems in India.
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Perfectly said Sir🙏🏻
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Truly, this is our incredible India! 😁
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Thanks for coming and reading 😀
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Good.
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This was awesome.
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Thank you Avi😀
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Beautifully written. You have really captured the spirit of the country in your piece. Thanks for sharing (and do take a look at my blog)!:)
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Thank you so much for your lovely compliment. Shall come over👍😀
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Shivangi I loved the last part of the newspaper and it is so true. When we are away in an alien land even the unworthy and tiny gets connected.
So True.
You are surely an Indian Dear!
Fond Regards
Shiva
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I stay with India emotionally, even though I am away. Thank you for your lovely comment😀🙏🏻
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India is a really great place to find so many cultures and lifestyles
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That is true… so many lesser known places. Do visit Kevin Sandage’s blogs, it had awesome places to visit in India. Thank you for coming over and leaving a kind comment.
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And, this is our India! Loved it.
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Heartly touched.
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Loved it! My India♥️
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So grateful for your kind comments dear🙏🏻
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Loved this! Afterall, my India is best and so, the writers.
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Loved this one! Afterall India is best. And so, the creativity.
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So sweet of you… many thanks!
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Loved it
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Thank you Koko
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You expressed it beautifully ♥️
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Thank you for your kind comment 😀
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Loved your post…
Btw I’m also from India, please visit my blog and help a fellow indian.
Thank you
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This is perhaps the best tribute to and description of India that I have ever read. True, one realises all these finer shades only when one is away. The most beautiful part was when you note the sounds turning into silence. I could visualise it before my eyes. Very beautiful composition.
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Thanks a lot for appreciating 🙏🏻
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Wow! This gave my chills in a good way. Jai hind.❤️
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Jai Hind🙏🏻
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Lovely post Shivangi. Truly written with soul and the image justify the whole story.
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So kind of you Ishika. Thank you🙏🏻
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Thanks a lot Shivangi.
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so beautifully written!!!! hats off to you…your writing gives so much positive vibes.
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Very kind of you Sneha. Thank you! Please leave a link to your blog so that I can follow you back😀
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😊https://snehashcom.wordpress.com/
Thankyou😊😊♥️
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