Ever since i was a small boy growing up in Malaysia, i have always had a hidden passion to go back to my homeland, India. Maybe it was because i am the second generation born and breed Malaysian Sikh living in Malaysia. Well my first time preparation was in 2009 but it did not happen due to so many reason. I got an email from my friends and packed my bags to Guilin, southern part of China.
Then in April 2010, i made plans again and this time made sure that i had got the tickets earlier and in advance and of course worked hard towards the holiday . And oh boy was it a remarkable holiday indeed. :)
My first time trip to India, and i was warned over lots of things and some of them were, make sure that the drink only mineral water, make sure you have warm clothing and make sure you activate your credit cards of course. Well it was nice to have landed and the journey on the plane was pleasant and comfortable.
Upon reaching New Dehli, i got had made arrangement to be roomed at Bangla Sahib Gurdwara, in the heart of Dehli. It was my first and many gurdwaras in India. Having guru ka langgar in the midst of the sanggat was nice. Here i learned that what ever the guru has provided us with is more than sufficient for our needs. He gives us what we need and not what we want. Need and wants are very much different.
I did not like dehli much as it was hazy, lots of air and noise pollution and of course the traffic was bad . I have been to Bangkok and this is like hundred times worst with the honking and all. Well lets just say i survived!!.
My personal aims for my trip was :
!) Some soul searching
2) A lesson on my past my roots and from where i came from
3) To bow in Golden Temple, Sri Harmandhir Sahib
3) To eat at a fast food restaurant either Pizza Hut or Mc Donalds and of course the local Dhaba
4) To watch a movie in the cinema.
5) To go to the farmer and see the life of a farmer in Punjab
All i must say i am pleased that of all my aims, only no 4 i could not manage to do, the rest i had been able to do.
During my stay in the village, yeah i come from a village called Kishan Pura which is slight off the main town of Moga. Well it is a small town and if u want to compare in term of Malaysia well something like Chemor in Perak. Well is has one main street and along the way it also has many small sundry shops. It is a small village and has one bank, one post office, two gurdwara and mostly the people who reside here are farmers.There are other small pend like dhamkot, janeer and gill.
The life in the village is very simple. They are mostly farmers and work hard to get a good harvest. During the time i was there, my cousins working hard at growing rice. They are very hardworking . Let me cite a case of my cousin sister who is also doing her degree. Her day starts at 4.30am every day. She will first milk the buffaloes and then start with making breakfast. Then after making sure that everyone has had tea will she proceed with having her own breakfast. I mean such hard work and determination really impressed me.
In India i learned that what i took for granted in Malaysia is considered a luxury there. I mean owning a motorcycle is considered a luxury or even for that matter a buffalo. Well having a car in the village of Punjab is very very luxury item. But in Malaysia cars are so so common.
My first step into blogging and only constructive comment are most welcome, after all i am still crawling and have not started to walk in the wonderful world of blogging. So much to learn so much ti digest and so little time left. Time is sure running fast. Well hope you like my rumblings of a teacher. Until next time - think of god and god will think of you, think of wine and the devil will think of you....:)
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