Ravi is a 23-year-old city boy living in a concrete jungle. He visits his native village for the first time one summer and cannot get the place out of his head. Going back to the place is the only thing going on through his mind-this story narrates...
Ravi, a 23-year-old boy has lived in a tier-one city all his life. He has no siblings and lives with his parents. Living on the 3rd floor 20-story building in a complex of 10 buildings was normal for him. The only thing next to his building was other buildings. Going on the terrace of his building during Sankrant and seeing a sea of tall buildings was just a regular view.
Ravi was very social and had quite a lot of friends. He used to frequent restaurants, football turfs, and malls on weekends. Life was just a mundane task for him. He had recently joined as an intern in an IT startup. After three months of working, he was going to be made a permanent employee. Just like any young boy he excitedly told his parents about the job. After a long lecture given by his dad, it was decided they would travel to his native place for a change and to get a few documents sorted.
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Ravi had always heard of his native place but never really had been there. The place did not mean anything to him. Initially not willing to go there but instead to a resort, Ravi gave into his parent's demands. The family took a 12-hour train journey and reached their native village. To Ravi's surprise, everything was different than what he had expected. There were no buildings, traffic, or noise. Everything was small but it was spacious. People were there everywhere but there was a place for everyone. The shops were small but you could get all the things you needed in them. The family took a rickshaw towards their ancestral house.
On the road towards their house, Ravi saw the village market, it was full but still, something very soothing about the market he felt that instant. Slowly they moved down the road and houses were replaced by huge fields. Everyone was busy doing something but not in a hurry to reach somewhere. Cows and Buffaloes were grazing in the field. Since houses were far apart, dogs were there for protection and security. He taught rarely anyone had a dog in the city. The rivers and lakes along with the lush greenery started sinking in. Never had this feeling come to him before.
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They reached the house and it was old but had a life in it. On listening to stories about how the house had seen four generations of Ravi's family grow, he could not hold back his tears. Going round and round in the house and checking each place inside he wanted to know more about his family and the village. He spent the next whole week understanding the village and its culture. He grew close to all his relatives and cherished the time spent with them.Finally, it was time to leave and return to the city. Ravi could not hold back his tears. He made promises to everyone to come back as soon as possible. Not the next vacation but the next month itself.
