Homeland after Eighteen Years - A 48 hour Travelogue
Homeland after Eighteen Years - A 48 hour Travelogue
Homeland after Eighteen Years - A 48 hour Travelogue
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K L Chowdhury<br />
13 14<br />
<strong>Homeland</strong> <strong>after</strong> <strong>Eighteen</strong> <strong>Years</strong><br />
First Glimpse of the Lord<br />
Gone are the farmlands and fields,<br />
gone the pastures and rural scenes.<br />
Shops with big billboards<br />
line the streets on either side,<br />
while fences, strong and high,<br />
insulate the private lots<br />
from the evil eye.<br />
Our first halt is at Lal Mandi,<br />
the office of the Academy,<br />
where the driver stops<br />
to report the arrival of the awardees.<br />
I come out of the van, and,<br />
what an arresting sight!<br />
Mountain ranges in the background<br />
and beloved Shankaracharya right in front,<br />
towering tall over this ancient city<br />
in its breathtaking profundity!<br />
The heart gives a loud thud<br />
for that joyous climb up the hill -<br />
my everyday rendezvous<br />
before our forced exodus.<br />
My salutations to you, Siva;<br />
you are my first port of call<br />
and I am here to fulfill my vow<br />
that if I ever returned to the valley,<br />
to you would I make my first bow.<br />
Vitasta<br />
I look on my left at the Vitasta<br />
that has meandered merrily<br />
from the dawn of history,<br />
and, on her sacred shores,<br />
reared generations of its progeny.<br />
Alas, what offers the sight<br />
is a lazy, almost stagnant stream,<br />
duckweed and refuse,<br />
and an occasional animal carcass,<br />
floating on her sullied surface.<br />
There is no evidence, whatever,<br />
of her youthful voluptuous sway<br />
but bare banks sloping up to the bund,<br />
and the river in deep depression,<br />
bemoaning the valley’s transformation.<br />
We cross a new bridge across the river,<br />
unspectacular and architecturally poor,<br />
that supplants the zero bridge just near,<br />
and blights the beauty of the bund here.<br />
We turn right soon <strong>after</strong><br />
and move into a high security zone -<br />
the Government Guest House,<br />
the Stadium, and the Amarsingh Club -<br />
fortified by a wire-mesh fence,<br />
and gun- wielding personnel on guard.