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Friday, May 31, 2013

Colours of India - In Bison land

Good Morning
Death is but a form of sleep. You sleep in one life only to wake up in another. If every day could be termed a new life, Saturday morning was one of those. The evening's trauma already seemed like a distant past, as if it were a flashback from a previous life.

Afresh and awake, it was time to greet a new morning, and make new friends. Brief snatches of conversations with taciturn faces the night before now turned into "Let's try to know one another" dialogues. The agenda for the day began with a visit to a temple. Given a choice, i'd avoid a place of worship for extra time in the wilderness, but hey, it's good to do something different atleast once in a while.

Speaking of bonding with fellow travelers, you listen to people with an unbiased pair of ears once at the most. And that's the time when you form your opinions about them. Impartial attention to each snatch of words, that brief moment of absolute equality before walls of discrimination begin blocking them out. "This one's a vegetable! He's nothing better, talking nothing but trash all along. Isn't there someone who can add something intelligent? Perhaps there's something better here...?"

But then isn't this something we all do? Our friends are determined by our mutual tastes and distastes, the stronger the mutual connect; the better the friendship. However the intellect seldom develops by listening to the same batter in a different form. In order to understand the world and those who live in it better, it's important to understand each and every opinion before presenting a proposition or making a judgment.

It was an hour past noon when we reached Dajipur. Dajipur, from a broad perspective, was much the same as compared to other villages of the Deccan province. A few homes spread hither thither over a vast plateau. The plateau was barren or forested depending upon the region. We were in Kolhapur and this was a forest region so ...

When traveling in a group, one can enjoy only so much as the group can. There's something about traveling in large numbers; they promise not just safety but also mutual feelings. And the feeling right now was ... excitement!

Yay!

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