Thursday, February 3, 2011

writeup by s.salimkumar


Changing Villages
So hot, the days of May, the donkey started to sing to cool his mind. Gipsy  advised the donkey, not to sing.  But it cannot stop the inspiration of disobedience..   The villagers came out the house to see the donkey, as  many of them   see a donkey   first time.  So it was the star, than the gipsy. That was gipsy's own village.  Years ago he went from here to tour the world.  After a long time he returned to thevillage to see the changes.  He realized that nobody knows him.   The new generation  told the elders that this man is a  lunatic because he rides a donkey in this modern age.Gipsy reached the place where he with his friends used to do the folk plays in  childhood.  There  now stood a grotto of religious importance.  People are divided into small cells of caste and religions, and they deal with their members only.  What a change! He remembered  that in his childhood nobody were organized in the name of religion or caste. The village was their unit of organization, and they all have the common aim to love and co-operate each other.  The small river which was flowing west to east was not there.  It dried and trees  and houses stand there where the river flew.  No area  is with food crops.   Green paddy fields are now a dream of yesterday.   Rubber trees blocked the sky of the village.   Land is divided into small pieces.   Every piece of land has its own luxurious house. People talk about money matters and politics only.They don't have time to see the rare visitor on donkey as they have to take the visual feast   from various media.   After all the donkey is a donkey, and they considered the Gipsy with no valuables other than his dress and hat is also a donkey.  A donkey riding another donkey, some they said and laughed.   Donkey  is only a symbol for them to mention the fools and useless (which the donkey don't know),  who cannot make money  or consider money as the base of life.  So he again escaped from his village even though the donkey liked the place very much. This place  is new for the donkey, but for the gipsy it is his mind and soul, but he is losing it. He travelled to his unknown destination where the donkey walks to. He is in search of a village which he can call a village.