After a long long time I have pondered and come up with some new thoughts and new questions. Now that I have started working and my student life(conventional. Though I learn something everyday) is wrapped up I look back at my life and think of where have I come? where was I once? Where will I go? These questions are not just about me , somewhere these are about all of us. To be honest these questions were not doped in my brain by my retrospection. These questions were asked to me by a boy who lived in neighborhood many years back. I couldn't fully absorb the significance of these questions then. But today when that guys father is about to retire from his job and my father a few years from now these questions really begin to weigh in my mind. What next for my parents? Where shall they move? Will they stay in the same city where they are now? But then who will give them a company there. They don't belong to that city. So they might move with us, their kids. But we are still in early stages of our carriers so we don't have a permanent place. So they might move to the place where my grand parents live. May be that's where they belong. At least they feel they belong there. After forty years of roaming they have a place to go.
But then man is selfish being. There is no greater interest than self interest.So I started thinking about myself. Where shall I hang my boots after I have called it a day. Do I move to the place where my grandparents live?(like my parents). But then what do I know about that place. I visited it hardly once a year not even that anymore. Or may be to the place where I was born? But we moved from there when I was in second grade. Or to the place where I spent the most significant portion of my childhood, but what's the point how many school friends have you stayed in touch with? where shall they hang their boots? They too had come to that town after moving from somewhere else. Or shall I stay with my college friends because these are the ones with whom I spent the golden four years of my life. But then its a vague answer because then I am targeting at least 5 different cities. And they too are still moving. So where is my home who are my people?
This question has not yet thrown back any answer. May be we are nomads. No different from our ancestors. We live in this illusion of society and civilization but truly we are still nomads. They were chasing food our hunt is for a different game. What were once pastures promising prey are now cities promising pay. But still we are as homeless as they were once. This paradigm of large families ancestral homes was just a phase of long human story. But this industrialization has brought us back to what we were once. What we call our homes now is just a temporary abode. All we have to do is move and move because in the end we are just urban nomads .
But then man is selfish being. There is no greater interest than self interest.So I started thinking about myself. Where shall I hang my boots after I have called it a day. Do I move to the place where my grandparents live?(like my parents). But then what do I know about that place. I visited it hardly once a year not even that anymore. Or may be to the place where I was born? But we moved from there when I was in second grade. Or to the place where I spent the most significant portion of my childhood, but what's the point how many school friends have you stayed in touch with? where shall they hang their boots? They too had come to that town after moving from somewhere else. Or shall I stay with my college friends because these are the ones with whom I spent the golden four years of my life. But then its a vague answer because then I am targeting at least 5 different cities. And they too are still moving. So where is my home who are my people?
This question has not yet thrown back any answer. May be we are nomads. No different from our ancestors. We live in this illusion of society and civilization but truly we are still nomads. They were chasing food our hunt is for a different game. What were once pastures promising prey are now cities promising pay. But still we are as homeless as they were once. This paradigm of large families ancestral homes was just a phase of long human story. But this industrialization has brought us back to what we were once. What we call our homes now is just a temporary abode. All we have to do is move and move because in the end we are just urban nomads .
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