The year was 1290 . A crowd had gathered around a clearing, where broken down pillars marked the presence of an ancient temple, now long gone. A young boy, just 14 years old, leaned against one of those pillars, deep in thought. Then, he began speaking, and the crowd fell silent, listening to his every word. He spoke without any notes, translating the Bhagavat Gita, from Sanskrit, which only the pundits knew, to the language everyone in the village knew and spoke – a variety of Prakrit which developed into the Marathi language. Even as he spoke, one of the men in the audience realized how momentous this event was, and how important this composition would be. He began writing down the words the young boy spoke, and this composition was named by its author and composer, the Bhavartha Deepika – the enlightening meaning (of the Bhagavat Gita). Now, the ancient, holy text, was no longer restricted to the pundits, but accessible to all, understood easily by them, composed as it was, in their...
Over the last week, while I enjoyed one last vacation before the year came to a close, I wrote posts reminiscing about the year gone by... the places we visited, the events we attended. It is now time to move on into the new year and enjoy whatever it brings. I do not usually make New Year resolutions, but have one in mind this year.... to write more often. Last year, I travelled a lot.... almost every month! and sometimes more than once a month!!! I hope I get more opportunities for travel this year, but I also hope I can catch up with writing about all the places I have been to!!
However, before I move on to writing detailed travelogues, there is one more post to add to "Memories of 2012" - Our Winter Vacation!
Shimla had been on my wishlist for years. Not only had I not visited any hill station in the north, but Shimla had a connection to me too... My grandfather spent his summers there, at a time when the town acted as the summer capital of the country. He passed on too early for me to know details of his life there, but the town always aroused my imagination every time I read something about it. So, while Samhith harped on going to Manali to enjoy the snowfall, I put my foot down and insisted on going to Shimla this year.. We could go to Manali or elsewhere in search of snowfall another time. However, as it turned out, the vacation was more about him than anything else. I did little for myself but walk around the town and relax in my room, reading books, while you can see for yourself what Samhith did....
He posed at the Rock Gardens in Chandigarh...
Father and son enjoyed swinging... also at the Rock Gardens...
He refused to pose at Shimla...
A trek to the mountains above Mashobra led us to the snow clad peaks, which, at last convinced him that yes, it did snow at Shimla and Mashobra too!!
He tried skiing at Narkanda....
and also played in the snow to his heart's content...
He tried ice skating at the oldest, and the only natural skating rink in India.. at Shimla...
And on our way back on the Shimla Kalka Railway, he posed on the engine...
In the engine...
In the luggage van....
and, while the train stopped at a station, father and son found time to enjoy a swing too!!
And that is how we brought 2012 to a close and ushered in the new year, in the sleeper coach of a train bringing us back home!
I can only hope 2013 brings us all the kind of joy and happiness we see on his face..... and loads of travel too!!!
Enjoy, Beautiful Train , While going Shimla i will Travel with this train
ReplyDeleteThere are about 6 trains, Vishal... and some are much better than this one.
DeleteHave been reading about all your memory down the lane for the year 2012.
ReplyDeleteHope you have a wonderful travel filled year ahead.
And say Hi to the little hero. :)
Thanks so much, Nisha! wish you too a grt travel filled year ahead!! and we really shd meet this year!
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