stuffed with the opinions and beliefs <strong>of</strong> others it will be like a cramped store room withno space, no windows into the world. Isn’t that so?Then do you notice that when you are far away from crowds, alone ant by yourself,perhaps at night, certain very personal questions may arise within the mind?Why did I get angry with ‘X’ today?Why do I generally get angry over small things?What arc my worries? What are my fears?Little questions, big questions. Sometimes silly questions, some very seriousquestions. That is the lime when you can have a dialogue with yourself, with nobody tobother you with their queries. And if we learn to go on questioning ourselves about whatis happening inside us, we may discover many interesting things about the world withinus, just as we have so much knowledge stacked in our libraries because scientists andothers questioned things relentlessly and discovered new facts and laws about the worldoutside us.Here is an example <strong>of</strong> a dialogue with yourself where one question can lead toanother:Why am I so nervous today?Is it because I am afraid <strong>of</strong> exams?Why am I afraid when I have studied everything quite well?Am I afraid that I may fail?You may not fail.Yes, <strong>of</strong> course, but I may?Then is your fear real?Not quite, but it is a thought that something may happen.What is a thought?It is something that arises in the mind.Is it a thing?Most probably it is. though we can’t see it as we can see this chair.Where do thoughts reside?In the brain, perhaps.How do they arise?From relating to people and events outside us. For example: the thought came to methat I may fail because I was faced with an exam.Why should one be afraid <strong>of</strong> a thought then?Yes, <strong>of</strong> course, it is silly but it happens all the same. What is thinking?Now continue with this line <strong>of</strong> questioning and you may come upon some veryimportant discoveries, as important as those <strong>of</strong> Einstein’s!Learning to question things happening outside and inside us can be fun indeed.
30. Getting to Know Our VillagesThis is the story <strong>of</strong> Kripal Singh and Kamaljeet Kaur who had been brought up intowns all along and were quite ignorant about conditions in the villages. This is also astory for many <strong>of</strong> our boys and girls who know so little about the real India, the India thatlives in our villages.For a long time Chacha Harinder Pal had been inviting the children to his home in thevillage, for unlike his brother Gurminder Singh who sought the comforts <strong>of</strong> town life,Harinder had settled on his farm. He occasionally visited the town to meet his brother’sfamily and at times he let his son Devinder accompany him. Devinder was a very simpleboy studying in the eighth class in a rural school, very bright and very contented. Hefound it a little difficult to make friends with his cousins, Kripal and Kamaljeet Kaur,because their language was different, their interests, he thought, rather strange and theirmanners quite funny. Devinder would tire <strong>of</strong> the town very soon and crave to get back tohis village, to his friend Surinder with whom he could play gulli-danda or ankh-michoniand be perfectly happy all evening.This time Kripal and Kamaljeet made up their minds to visit the village during one <strong>of</strong>their holidays. In fact their father insisted and they made the trip, half-excited, halfdoubtfulfor they felt there were many more exciting things to do in their own town.Nonetheless they arrived there and the first morning they were quite disappointedalthough their uncle had a pucca house with a lovely courtyard, overlooking a sparklingstream. By evening they had such good things to eat — fresh amrud (guavas), bhutta(roasted corn) huge glasses <strong>of</strong> lassi (sweetened buttermilk), cream, the kind they hadnever had before, and later the most delicious makki ki roti and sarson ka saag (rotismade <strong>of</strong> maize with spinach to go with it), that by night they were won over. Youngpeople don’t nurse prejudices for long. They are willing to observe and learn and makefriends. They now saw Devinder in a new light, as a fine, healthy boy and Devinder toowas overjoyed that his home had something to <strong>of</strong>fer his cousins. By night they wererelaxed and chatted happily. Uncle promised to show them round their own farm and thevillage, the next morning, if they could get up early.Kamaljeet was the first to be up by five in the morning, a time unthinkable for them inthe town, and being a lover <strong>of</strong> nature she walked out into the courtyard and beyond andlooked up at the vast skies which she had hardly noticed before. Her aunt was in the cowshedsupervising the milking <strong>of</strong> the cow and Kamaljeet found it most exciting and novelas she watched the milking for the first time in her life. Her aunt gave her some to drink,even without boiling, and she couldn’t imagine that such things were possible. Milk, totown people seems to come in bottles, never from the cow!The boys were up by this time and the whole house was agog and soon after a snack,they were ready to move out. To their utter surprise they saw a vast expanse <strong>of</strong> wheatready for harvest, golden wheat that spoke <strong>of</strong> prosperity and well-being. Farming, inuncle Harinder’s farm and in many others’ had been mechanised. No longer was theplough or the bullock to be seen in plenty. There were a few scattered here and there, butthe bulk <strong>of</strong> the work was done by tractors and there were little machines <strong>of</strong> various kinds
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