The Village – Part 1
The train left Secunderabad station slowly… I was looking as the building slowly went past my window. The ever familiar Hanuman temple was full with devotees as usual… With the sun slowly sinking past the horizon my thoughts took me to the happenings of the past few days…
I am a typical Indian engineering graduate. As the case with any engineer, i too joined a software mnc after my graduation and earned a peppy package which is more than required for my needs and my age… My parents are both working too… They struggled so much in life to lift our family from the lower strata of the society to a comfortable living… Seeing their struggle i was determined to work hard in life to make them comfortable…
I started working overtime to impress my bosses and jump up the ladder soon… I worked day and night for a long stretch… I do not know from when but i started feeling low…I suddenly realized that i was missing something in life… I was missing my life…!!
My ever caring parents noticed the change in me and talked me out… I poured out all my woes to them… Who else do i have..? I do not have a girl friend, my best friends are all abroad pursuing their studies, and with no siblings I am almost alone…
Then my dad came up with a solution… He asked me to take a vacation.. A long one this time… He wanted me to visit his cousin brother, who lives in a village in coastal Andhra pradesh… He wants me to spend my time there and rejuvenate myself…
This was the first time i would be traveling to that place… Its the place where the roots of my family lies… Its the place where my Vedula ancestors lived for 4 centuries after migrating from down south… Its the place where the journey of my life is intertwined with…!!! Its the place where i would be starting tomorrow for a month…!!!
I slowly dozed off with various thoughts of how the next day would be…
