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Mawlynnong – A Model Village for “Swachh Bharat” Revolution

It was a pitch-dark night, I could only sense the jungle around me. It was the monsoon of 2014 when I first visited Mawlynnong, a tiny village in Meghalaya. Huts with thatched roofs were the only sign of establishment that could be spotted. I wished there were more street lights.

I was looking for a woman named Carol, whom I contacted on the phone for accommodation which she advertised on the internet with the name of “Bamboo Huts”. I doubted the whole arrangement since she neither noted my name nor demanded an advance, just confirmed the dates. On probing with locals, I was pointed to the Bamboo Huts and saw a man standing, looked like he was waiting for me.

“Hi, I am looking for Carol. I made a booking with her.” I said. I didn’t know if it was a right pitch because I didn’t have any confirmation to show.

“I don’t know any Carol”, he said sternly.

He looked pissed. I was puzzled.

“Do you have any availability?”, I asked sheepishly.

“No.” again a stern reply.

The clock already struck midnight. With the population of only 500, I wasn’t sure if I’ll find a guest house other than this.

“My name is Henry. Carol is my agent. I am angry because she did not communicate with me for this booking”, he said.

“Oh, I see. I called her twice to confirm. That’s very irresponsible on her part.” I said sympathetically.

Soon, he got warm and assured me there is an available hut and offered me dinner, which was music to my ears because I was starving from my 6 hours drive from Guwahati. The night couldn’t have been more eventful than this, and soon, I retired to bed.

Next morning, my eyes opened to another world. At around 7 a.m., it was drizzling and a bit foggy. The local women were already out cleaning the streets of the village. Suddenly, the reality hit me, another reason for me to visit this village was because of its identity of being the cleanest village in Asia. I looked around with the inspecting look, and noticed conical bamboo bins all along the street. The cleaning exercise is repeated on the evening. I was impressed and greatly surprised. Impressed, with the natural beauty of the village and surprised, by the natural consciousness of the people to make it clean.

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Living deep in the jungle, in a world still to be permeated by modern technology, the people of Mawlynnong have naturally come to understand the importance of keeping their surroundings clean and garbage proof. Two years after the trip, when I now reflect as a city dweller, I fail to understand why we despite all that we know haven’t come to the same conclusion? Isn’t it something which should come naturally to us?

The Comeback

It’s been a long, long time. Can’t tell how much I missed blogging. I was taking some time off to give a push to travel writing and starting my very own travel venture (details of which I will be sharing soon!).

A lot has happened all this while. Moving my base from New Delhi to Singapore is the most significant one. I hope the move increases my exploring journeys in South East Asia (fingers crossed!). Singapore is an amazing city and precisely a reason for my comeback. I want to resume my everyday writing that will focus on living in Singapore. So, watch out for all the interesting posts on food, people, places, travel, shopping and much more.

Can’t wait to begin and hear from you guys!

 

 

Marriage – the state-of-the-art – Affair

And when you start thinking you are lonely, you are not lonely at all.

Hello peeps, I have been away for quite a long. Well various reasons…got married, traveling and in the process writing got sidelined. Hoping this post becomes a new beginning and never stops.

I know marriage is a change process as it brings a lot of changes in a person’s life. I am somebody who gets unsettle even if order of the things on my bedside table changes, you can imagine my apprehensions during the course of this life event.
However I feel much better now, finally getting used to of “Marriage” and I have deduced that it’s not such a bad thing. Demanding for sure but not evil.

I have a list of both good and bad changes that has happened to me. Let’s start with the bad ones.

  • No time No time No time. I get no time for myself for sure. But I figure as days will progress time will also find its own place.
  • Cooking. As in have to cook good food. No shortcuts. This is still something I am ready to learn since it is important for survival.
  • Lack of creativity. I have become such a duh. I used to think like an artist – reading and writing, now I can only think if an orange vase will look good on my green table!! This is something that bothers me again but I guess time will heal this too.
  • Act too good to be true. I am a good person but still a bitch. And now I have to act extra good to people even when I am in my worst mood. Can’t show my schizophrenic side that soon.

And the list will just go on with very annoying elements…

The good things of the package are though quite cherish able and therefore blur the above bad things.

  • Patience. It takes time but it comes. Well, it is important to run not only marriage but life…peacefully.
  • Forgiveness. I am still one of those grumpy cats but I am learning to forgive and forget. I was not born Jesus.
  • Less cribbing. You suddenly have to learn to appreciate things even if they don’t fall in your book of approvals. But that’s the way of life. Perhaps my book is not the only right book in this world.
  • Love. Unconditional love. It is easy to be cordial and maintain healthy relationships but maintaining unconditional love is difficult but it’s the most beautiful thing to experience. It gives me a high.

Marriage is a balance between good and not so good things. And I feel it takes quite a lot to maintain this balance. Phew!! I am still learning and hope not to regret from it.

Eid Mubarak

Eid Mubarak! Wondering if this Eid is same for everyone around the world. I don’t want to go through the despondent talks on Israel-Palestine War, Civil wars in Syria, Iraq and God knows where else nor about the bombing of a plane. Instead, I want you to listen to this track which makes me wonder where are the hearts of people who are fighting for reasons recondite to humanity.

It’s an Arabic song, luckily was able to find a video with English translation.

April, Autism, Awareness

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Here comes the April exclusively for the Autistics. This post is dedicated to my friend’s autistic brother and I know, though it’s bit difficult to put up with them but you love these innocent harmless and intelligent beings.

                                                       Accept them, Love them, Understand them.

Concept of Gender’s Equality Day

Now that the Women’s day buzz has settled down, it’s time for some logical ranting. It is odd to celebrate Women’s day.  It makes me feel like I or my gender has some special powers as if we are unusual and out of this world. But the question is are we any different from men?. I don’t think so. I am like any other guy of my age would be. I don’t think I am superior or by any chance inferior to them. I do not consider them different from me and nor would I want them to think that ways about me.  To cover up our shortcomings in maintaining relationships we have days allotted to some important relationships in our lives such as Mother’s day, Father’s Day, Grandfather’s Day, Daughter’s Day, Friendship’s Day but Women’s Day !! Why? to remind me of my gender?  This day indirectly tells me “Hey you weak, gather your strength and stop living an inadequate life.” Do we really need that?

I am not feminist talking here but in fact I feel women and men face equal dejection and hardships at some point of time in their lives. It’s just that the intensity of each others suffering is undermined by them. So for instance (in Indian context) if a guy of marriageable age is sitting at home, unemployed, it is equally stared at as a woman above 30 sitting at home unmarried.  The Indian parents would be equally worried for both son and daughter. But yes it’s a scenario of an urban household that may vary if I go much deeper in society. Now I don’t understand how would the concept of celebrating Women’s Day make females of not-so-urban society realize the power of their own self. For many women I know it’s just a day when they wish each other, go out in a group but that’s about it.  There’s no real awakening. In short celebrating this day makes me feel strong and proud only for a day and meek all other 364 days.

My point is we don’t need a day dedicated to only women. We need to incorporate a mentality within our social and even human brains that man and woman are just different in physical forms otherwise there is no huge difference in their thinking and living. I feel if women are so important to the society then why not just blur the discrimination between both the genders right through their upbringing and in jobs, marriage and other facets of life.  Rather I feel we should come up with a day celebrating as a ‘Gender’s Equality Day’ when no woman is left wondering if she has done anything special to deserve this because we have not, we are just like men.