Banghotli – II adventure

Author: Anupam Maurya

I woke up to find Soumit  lying in my cosy bed in deep slumber and I stretched my back due to pain from sleeping on the floor. This ‘Athiti Devo Bhava’ shit came very hard on my back.  Then we all jumped out of our beds and as I went out in the corridor I saw Sandeep rubbing his eyes on the other end. I asked him to join us and he, eagerly, agreed. Then we gathered other newbies and started for our destination Banghotli. The journey was marked with sun grazing out lazily tearing the horizon and casting beautiful reflection in the dirty sewage pond with ducks rippling its surface.

  Banghotli, an unauthorised hamlet on waste land is a simple village with rows of huts and various  kuchha makans . It is here we got some of our best rural shots. A beautiful small girl holding his even small brother in her grasp gave us stunning photographs. We all were astounded at her comfort level with the camera. See wasn’t bothered with our presence, a situation constantly desired.
There we met a local folk artist who played amazing traditional  guitar and was member of a troop, frequently invited to perform at Rajasthan Palaces cum Hotel to entertain VIP’s and foreigners. 
The mukhiya of the settlement served us Chai and this was even better than before. He was a gregarious and sincere man.We had  intriguing and enlightening conversation with him . He told us how Villagers help each other in the time of crisis and told us about their beliefs and creed.
Agar kisi ke ghar anaz ka dan nahi hai to use koi anaaz mana nahi karta. Jholi bhar anaz ya patila bhar dudh to dena hi hai. Rah chalte rahi ko lassi to puchna dharma hai”,
are the words of mukhiya, if I recall correctly. On asking whether their children go to schools he proudly announced -“Yes”. He was also aware of the difficulties and prejudices faced by girl child and he apprised us with  the difficulties for sending girl child to school.
Ladka ho to kahi bhi chala jaye par agar bachi ko peshab karna ho to kaha jaye? ” 
The question might appear misogynist to some but so is the harsh reality.
The proximity of school is huge issue. The environment is not sound for girls to go so far away from thier parent’s supervision and care. 
We were apprised that barter system is still prevalent. He told us how they harvest rain water to meet water requirements. Then we hit upon random topics like Bishnois, Sekhawati, etc to graze out the time in the shade on khatolas. We talked on for some more time and then I slipped into dreams with no dreams to disturb my sleep just the tranquil emptiness and I remember fading slowly into the peaceful abyss…
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One response to this post.

  1. Posted by Harsh on November 14, 2009 at 1:19 AM

    i just finished reading the full description of your work. U guys are awesome. And the description is so picturesque, I could feel myself being there. Amazing yar. Great Job. The photos are of course beyond description for a layman like me, but I really appreciate your idea of exploring the true essence of village life.

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