Sparkling Stars, Silvery Moon and Simplicity...

Sometimes, one word or a sentence takes you to a whole new world... Couple of days back, i came across the words "Night Breeze" on one of those social networking sites.. That instantly took me back to the little town where i was brought up.. Where we actually used to enjoy the Summer Nights and night breezes..

Lying down on the terrace in the silvery glow of the moon watching the stars.. identifying the constellations... feeling the light summer breeze and soft moonlight, quickly closing eyes and wishing for something when you see a shooting star.. isnt that something that all of us invariably enjoy doing? Only that now a days, we dont often get a chance to do that..

If you ask me, the Real charm of India lies in the little towns and the rustic villages. The places where life is not fast.. Where everybody knows everybody else.. where you are like big family.. You have a life of yourself.. and you are happy with that... No hurry to do something, no hurry to reach somewhere.. Where you dont have to close your nose at traffic signals.. and the only time you do that is when a herd of cattle passes you at dusk. Where you can inhale lungsfull of refreshing distinct scent after the first rain. Where there will be nobody to stop you or stare at you when you crazily get wet in the rain..
Where one can walk into the vineyards, enjoy the amazing sight of numerous bunches of grapes hanging down, Where you can quietly slip into some mango farm and steal some mangoes.. Thats the real fun!!!


Moreover, you can spend hours sitting beside the local reservoir or the water body watching the ripples in water, the variety of birds that land up there and the kids trying to make a stone jump on water several times before it goes down ...
You can watch the different shades of green in the fields being cultivated by farmers or you can watch farmers winnowing and separating grains from chaff..

The mud houses plastered with cow dung under huge banyan or peepal trees, little kids running around, veiled women filling water near the municipal tap, creaking bullock carts, old men reading regional newspaper or smoking under the trees.. Radio playing somewhere in distance.. Sheeps grazing leisurely in the evening.. this is so near to heart that you instantly fall in love with these things.. And can you tell me why? maybe because because it takes you to the world of an easy simple happy life..
But then, why do we run towards cities and fast life leaving behind this simplicity for extinction? Is that the definition of progress? I understand that the country needs to progress but do we really need to lose this simple life? And as usual, i will leave this question for you to think and tell me..
All the photos above except the first one have been taken in villages around bangalore.. Its a totally different feeling being at these places.. Its a different world in itself.. We are so near yet so far from this simplicity..