Writing a blog after so many days is more perplexed than jotting it down in a more regular manner, the difficulty is in putting affairs into a preferential order. I think I have two favorites when it comes to blog writing, one being Himesh Reshammiya and the other is Haryana’s heartland.
This time it’s no censure of the raw“king” music director, it’s not even the heart land, but the community that makes the soul of the heartland.
I had a trip to Chandigarh a few days back , before joining my job, and since then it has been weekly to and fro to the “Sehwag land”. But the things that strikes most is the difference in the junta(populations) of two parts of the same state, and, it is so contrasting that its hard to imagine that you are in the same state.
The route to Chandigarh, i.e. national highway number one is one of the best highways in the country and has almost all the facilities to match the world standards (but its junta like me, who haven’t seen the highways of SEZs in China, who say so!). Driving on this highway is a pleasure in itself, but not only driving car, the bus journey on this highway is equally good. The state roadways service provides with an ample of option like that of ordinary bus, deluxe bus or the newly launched Volvo air conditioned buses. This gives an option of how much big hole you want to burn in your wallet. The crowd in the AC and deluxe buses is so called up market one (though I too have traveled in these buses, but then….)
The buses on the other route i.e. highway ten are only ordinary ones and traveling in these buses is an experience in itself. The crowd in these buses , (please forgive me for these explicit content!!!). I somehow cannot distinguish between jaat junta of this place. All of them (pagdi and moustache and all) look all the same to me, unless I have some other discernible parameters like height, or whatever and every body carrying a bunch of bidis with him, where as the bus clearly follows apex court’s order by writing DHOOMRPAAN NISHEDH which aims to ban smoking in public places, but then who cares and with a 2 day old stubble, they seem as if they could do with a bath. They usually stand on the footboard and a very interesting characteristic which distinguishes them is that these people have a very special interest in everybody else’s business and they try to or in fact actually participate in all the road rage or fight between conductor and fellow passengers regarding chhuta(change) or stoppage of bus. And the questioning of these people is as if they are some embassy people and the other one is a visa applicant.
Another significant difference is in the content of language. The language, here, mainly consists of expletives and one gets into very awkward position if he is accompanied by a female.
A little deeper insight into the community will clearly explain the things, the economic globalisation has definitely made an impact on the economic structure of this community, but talking in social terms they are no better to what they were half a century ago and the mismatch between their ideologies and that of literate generation is clearly visible.
This time it’s no censure of the raw“king” music director, it’s not even the heart land, but the community that makes the soul of the heartland.
I had a trip to Chandigarh a few days back , before joining my job, and since then it has been weekly to and fro to the “Sehwag land”. But the things that strikes most is the difference in the junta(populations) of two parts of the same state, and, it is so contrasting that its hard to imagine that you are in the same state.
The route to Chandigarh, i.e. national highway number one is one of the best highways in the country and has almost all the facilities to match the world standards (but its junta like me, who haven’t seen the highways of SEZs in China, who say so!). Driving on this highway is a pleasure in itself, but not only driving car, the bus journey on this highway is equally good. The state roadways service provides with an ample of option like that of ordinary bus, deluxe bus or the newly launched Volvo air conditioned buses. This gives an option of how much big hole you want to burn in your wallet. The crowd in the AC and deluxe buses is so called up market one (though I too have traveled in these buses, but then….)
The buses on the other route i.e. highway ten are only ordinary ones and traveling in these buses is an experience in itself. The crowd in these buses , (please forgive me for these explicit content!!!). I somehow cannot distinguish between jaat junta of this place. All of them (pagdi and moustache and all) look all the same to me, unless I have some other discernible parameters like height, or whatever and every body carrying a bunch of bidis with him, where as the bus clearly follows apex court’s order by writing DHOOMRPAAN NISHEDH which aims to ban smoking in public places, but then who cares and with a 2 day old stubble, they seem as if they could do with a bath. They usually stand on the footboard and a very interesting characteristic which distinguishes them is that these people have a very special interest in everybody else’s business and they try to or in fact actually participate in all the road rage or fight between conductor and fellow passengers regarding chhuta(change) or stoppage of bus. And the questioning of these people is as if they are some embassy people and the other one is a visa applicant.
Another significant difference is in the content of language. The language, here, mainly consists of expletives and one gets into very awkward position if he is accompanied by a female.
A little deeper insight into the community will clearly explain the things, the economic globalisation has definitely made an impact on the economic structure of this community, but talking in social terms they are no better to what they were half a century ago and the mismatch between their ideologies and that of literate generation is clearly visible.
Times, are they surely changing.
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