A Time Travel !

“It has been raining all the day, all that we can hear will be the music of rain drop kissing the heads of soil, roof, stone, open drainage and some human being (very rare)”
Despite all these wonders, India vs. Pakistan match is on full swing…
Wondering HOW?

Well that was a match in my cousin’s all NEW laptop, he was well immersed, soaked and drenched in that EA CRICKET’s rain.
While me and rest of my family members were enjoying the wonders of rain, my little cousins were playing GRAND THEFT AUTO, EA CRICKET and some WAR GAMES etc.

Wait with me; I had a strange LINK,”Indiblogger”…
Hell yes, there they displayed a CONTEST as always an interesting one.
“Tell us about the 100% real experience you had growing up” …
Beta mein doosra ladoo foota?
So here am, making a post from my experience!

Passengers, Tighten your seat belts… If you don’t have one, no worries GRIP WITH me, I am going to show you some time travel, free of cost*(conditions applied).
I can’t take you to Samrat Asoka or to Bhagat Singh, since I am the one who help you to experience time travel; you are supposed to abide my rules…

We are going to a remote town in Southern Part of India.
YEAR 2002.
 Folks, we have landed in that town, people in that state calls it as RICEBOWL of TAMIL NADU.
That’s my pride and my home town, THANJAVUR.
Certainly my family is fortunate for not following Agriculture (toughest job in Modern India),
Here we are seeing a BUNCH of Monkeys(in kid’s disguise) climbing trees….
This part of story is NARRATING part, give that job to me!

Tendulkar Tree…

Cricket has been an indispensible  culture, game and whatever we may add to Indians, as a common kid of developing India, I loved, lived cricket and so the folks in my area.
Alike cricket, cricketers name are so familiar to us, Players across the boundaries….
Steve Waugh, Michael Bevan, Ijaz ahmed so onnnn…

What we do, 1) Play cricket 2) play cricket 3) Play cricket….
We never had a foot ball or a hockey stick to play.
For cricket we had, a dried branch of coconut tree (which we used as BAT)

Ball is an easy product in local shops, Stumps? Easy boy… break the woods and cut them in to THREE.
WHAT “TENDULKAR” IS DOING HERE?
Sadly Tendulkar tree is dead now L there is a house in that place, we named it Tendulkar because… It was the shortest mango tree among all and also easiest one to climb.

We loved it so much and spent our lunch times there, but it is no more…
Kids across my neighbor can’t feel its leaves and can’t eat its fruits and importantly they miss the fun which was enjoyed by me and my pals.
I must say, my age guys are lucky enough to experience those stuffs.

Inzamam Tree….

Yes, you read it correctly, Inzamam ul Haq tree…
We has some strange games but very familiar with in India, Ice boys we call it.
We will sort out a guy from the gang, HIDE AND SEEK simply…

Where to hide? in the woods? There will be some snakes, so we had a BIG tree like the belly of Policeman, spread like a cloud.
Banyan Tree, for our convenience we named it as Inzamam (Just because of its OVER SIZE)
Inzamam is alive now, but the tree we named after him is no more, constructors ate that fully, not even bones are left.
Kids of today (in my area) are hiding behind Tata Sumo and some truck; I feel they are unfortunate to hug Inzamam.

There are many more such trees like, Klusener tree (named after South African all rounder) that tree was bent to its left side, we used to swing with help of that and Ambrose tree 9named after west Indian fast bowler) as you rightly guessed, this tree was the tallest in our area.
All those cricketers are alive (as of 2012), but all those trees are no more.

Saturdays and Sundays are the best days of a week; we often crave “Why there is only one Sunday in a week?” “Why Monday always comes after Sunday”…
We had a great relationship with nature.

                                      
We had a river short behind our area and there will be rail track over it, we will have our seats there and will act as if we were fishing, by inserting a long stick with a thread in it.
Antony Anna, care taker and gardener of the nearby garden.

We used to help him with our lunch, excess will be given to him and he will give us some gooseberries, mangoes (with salt pocket)…
Will be a good feel Nature helped us to understand what History teacher can’t…
Yeah about GOODS EXCHANGE in our primitive civilization…

We will make some "KOOTANJORU" roughly translated as MIXED RICE, we had a tin with us and guys will bring some rice, few will bring vegetables and few will collect woods to lit fire, we never had that food fully.. can't even taste them, BUT THAT JOY of making some weird things together as a UNIT... that has no words to explain.

We will run in to the woods, we had an HABIT of Making VOLCANO from candles,Soda cover and some fire sticks, that THRILL... NO film can give me that, no game or no virtual reality can replace that.. HEART GOES HARD....

Knock knock knock… We are back to 2012, what do you expect me to do? For free of cost I can show you for less time.
From Kasab to Gandhi, everyone started their life as CHILDREN, when we were kids; we all had some adventures, funs and experiences close to nature.
After all we are ourselves a NATURE.

Just imagine about the uncountable nerves and perfectly arranged bones and neatly drawn layout of our body, cant we replicate that with 100% similarity? Hell no…
Man made things can never replace nature.

Nature teaches us many things,
1) HE who hurts you and he who helps you, treat them equally and try to help them.
2) Don’t show partiality, Treat everyone with equality. And so many…

how to relate us to nature? I mean how to relate nature with nature? We are ourselves a nature’s product but a question?
Are we treating our brother RAIN and SISTER trees with love? No… not at all.

10 years ago, what I (we) enjoyed is not available for my younger brother, how can I or you expect my son or my grandson to experience that green real fun?
“Hit her, steal his car… Kill him with sniper”…
These are the familiar words with kid’s generation, they see no trees, they see no rain no beach.
They watch Big Boss and it’s a HUGE LOSS!

Early man, started his life at caves, but if the current trend continues, the last man of the world will not even have a tent to end his life.
I had a beautiful neighborhood, Trees were my neighbors… But today my so called extension area becomes a HUB; no fog here only coughs of Bikes and cars.
No trees here, only metal roof!

We play no ice boys and Tendulkar tree, Inzamam tree are not alive, I miss them but I have their sweet memoirs, Antony Anna disappeared but I have his food gesture, when someone gives us something be thankful. – Antony never told us these, we learnt from him
Never expect but always help- Tendulkar, Inzamam tree never told us these, but we learnt.

Grand theft auto and counter strike will never tell such stories to my nieces or nephews,
After all we are destroying FARMS and PLAYING FARMVILLE over that!
But I am lucky enough to see grow with trees and am lucky enough to have a parents, who stayed near a town not in a hectic city.
                                        
I end this essay with an irony message,
“Vicky, enough watering the plants… terminate that game and dress up, we are going to botanical garden, want to see some TREES ?”
I feel this situation is not too far unless we build a great future for our followers, Instead of firing SILVER bromide at sky and to wait for rain, we can plant some tress and help them to teach beautiful lessons for the next generation !
Expect nothing give everything - Nature's policy.
Give nothing but expect only good thing- Man's policy ..

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