Every living organisms in this universe always wants to live in a habitat which makes them feel comfortable in all aspects.Birds and wild animals change their living habitat based on the climatic conditions.But we, homo sapiens lived in a single habitat and made ourselves comfortable with necessary set ups.Today the whole scene has changed.A call from higher officials saying you are transferred to XX place becomes ineluctable.We modify ourselves to be mobile and nomadic enough to prove that we are flexible. People were born,brought up,died in a single place(i.e.native place probably),if we backtrack 3-4 generations back.A place which gave them joy,job,money,relatives,friends,wisdom and peace.
I recently,had a chance to visit my ancestral village after long time.Its the place where my father,mother and their forefathers were born & brought up.They migrated to our present city many decades back(where I was born & brought up).Since I grown up here,I developed a raging passion towards it.Comparing both,our present place has all facilities in all aspects.Holding that advantage ,I used to often tease my parents about their birth place.And to be frank, I was never comfortable with those people and place.
I spent considerable amount of time in my ancestral village.I had a great stay over there.My family went to a temple near by.The narrow route made two-way travel not possible.An auto-rickshaw would occupy the whole road.On one side,dying trees were standing without glee and some were fallen.The remaining were bald,with few lucky survivors.On the other side, it was running river,sizing triple the breadth of the road.A cheering sign was,I was able see the running water.But,it was clear that,a decade is enough for the river to be dried up.I could see few kids were swimming and playing.Though the place was losing its beauty,It was still attractive to my eyes.I suddenly imagined how it could have been a century back.It was a wonderful feeling,environment was much more pleasant.I instantly felt,I belonged here.And,I was back to reality.”This is my place.Indirectly or directly I am responsible for diminution of its beauty“,these thoughts stung by conscience. Like newton’s third law,for every thoughts an opposite thoughts are generated from our mind.”What difference my presence would have made?” asked my opposition.”Nothing! Only your presence would have made nothing.I meant all people who belonged here.You and nature would have had an inter-dependency and you would have taken care of her” countered my conscience.
I felt lucky to visualize the remnants of dying nature.It gave me both joy and guilt.The inter-dependency between man and nature is being reduced as time and technology progresses.Technology is comforting us like allopathic drugs.But side-effects are redirected to nature.And no doubt,we can’t ignore both technology and allopathy(which itself is a medical technology).I travelled carrying these thoughts and reached my grandpa’s house.It is true that if you are in a mood of joy everything around you looks beautiful. I started to admire the nook and corner of the house.It isn’t the usual house you think.The house is shorter in breadth and runs long in length,starting from porch to back entrance.The ceilings are supported by series of woods.All houses in my ancestral village alike and shares common wall with neighborhoods.Fresh air,noiseless streets,green land mass, tensionless life and importantly a life close to nature(to some extent),I envied their lifestyle.
Amid the care and guilt about condition of the nature,I felt I belong here.After twenty years,for the first time I started to adore my ancestral village,with no lessened love towards my present place.This tour of mine wouldn’t have changed the dying nature but,I am glad it had hookedorig me back to my origin.