Ridhima just woke up and is amused by the fact that I am doing something on my laptop early in the morning. I came to know only yesterday that I could use internet sitting here at my village home. I had tried using a dedicated dongle in the past but it didn't work. Thanks to Reliance Jio and the reliable wi-fi hotspot it creates through my smart phone. This is simply a revelation of sorts. Its been almost a week since I arrived here to see my parents and celebrate Holi. Holi is one of the major festivals in this part of the world and people wait for it the entire year. Weather is a big plus for people like us who live in metros like Mumbai- there are only two weathers people know of, summers and the rains. The temperature here in the village drops down to 7 degree Celsius as the night falls making the nights cold and the days pleasant.
Deal breaker was the livid Holi songs blared by loudspeakers and no one sang an authentic Fagua song not even once. I can not even imagine a Holi without singing Fagua songs. It was so boring aday that by afternoon I preferred a siesta to listen to the loudspeaker. It used to be so much fun when we all used to sing and play, we could barely stand out of tiredness by evening. Active participation was the key.
With the arrival of mobile phones and 24X7 electricity (almost) villages are all geared up to give towns a run for their money. The side effect is, people do not mingle much with each other anymore and are almost on house arrest watching TV, listening to music etc. This new indulgence is taking a toll on the warmth people had for others. Diabetes is no more an exclusive urban phenomenon.
Times have really changed.
Ridhima with her cousins is having a ball playing and singing the days of. She neither misses the Youtube anymore nor does she crave for her cartoons on TV. She is the one who is making this trip worth it.
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