Friday, October 10, 2008

Ruskin Bond Revisited

I miss my home the most on festivals. This Dusherra was no different.

I look forward to calls from home and friends. It feels great to be in touch with them. I really get nostalgic when I think of the good times we had together. This time I just couldn't get over the memories of Dushera.

Every year Dad and I, would go to sector 18, which had arguably the best Dushera celebrations. The security would ask us to park our scooter one km away from the site. And then Dad and I would walk to the site. For about hour and a half I would forget about everything in the world and concentrate on the last few scenes of 'Ramlila'. After this, Ravan's effigy was burnt. This was accompanied by brilliant fireworks. A fire sign by birth, nothing enthralled me more!

After this we would walk back to the scooter and this is here 'my celebrations' would differ from everyone else's. Dad and I would go to Fancy Book Store, where I used to browse through 100 books (at least) and then pick up the one which I thought I liked the most. This was almost always based on my gut feeling and nothing else. I never tried to understand why my dad would take me to the book store. I never understood why he would do so when we had just taken a loan to build a house. I never understood why he did so, when he would save money on everything else- he travelled to office on bus! Now I realise why. I really love my parents for the way they are!

More often than not I used to pick up books by Ruskin Bond. I was always attracted to his short stories.

After talking to my folks on the phone I was feeling very nostalgic. I was reminded of Ruskin bond's stories which captured human emotions like no other literary piece does.

Thus in spite of the hazaar lectures the next day I picked up my credit card, took an auto-rickshaw to Crosswords and picked up "The best of Ruskin Bond". Am already halfway through the book and am enjoying every page of it. It reminds me of a childhood which I can never forget. It constantly reminds me of my parents who are the best in the world.