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Lives in Himalayan villages

November 6, 2016 by MW in Uncategorized

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Would you like to come to some villages around Chamba? a friend asked. I
happily said yes. He wanted to visit the kin of former servants of his family
and bring them gifts before Diwali. After buying boxes of sweets and drawing
money from an ATM, three of us set off from Mussoorie.
The air was crystal clear and the snow peaks shone in great splendour. How
beautiful to be out in the open at the height of 2000 metres! What wonderful
surroundings the villagers live in. Blue mountain ranges were rolling one after
the other like waves of the ocean. Kids in school uniform walked on the road.
Their school may be much simpler than those in cities, yet the location is
enviable and the openness of space may be conducive for an open mind.
Our first stop was in a tiny village near the old road to Tehri town, which has
been submerged in the Ganges due to the Tehri Dam. It was a steep climb down the
hill. An old woman was sitting in a courtyard sieving grain. She had few teeth
left, yet her smile was warm and welcoming. It was a surprise visit, and
immediately her neighbours gathered, too. Kursi lao I heard, and children
brought chairs from a neighbouring house. The woman lives alone in an old
house. Her husband, who was a servant to my friends family for decades, had
passed away several years ago. Her only daughter is staying with her in laws.
We had to stress really hard that our stomachs were very full and had no place
even for a cup of tea. Yet water we took and she sent a girl to pluck some lime.
My friend had to show her how to use the zip on a jacket he had brought and then
the talk was mainly about people she knew from the olden times and about crops.
When we left, she said she would come to Mussoore to see the father of my friend
who was about her age. Will she still be able to climb up the hill? Probably

she can do it. Village folk are hardier than city folk.
Next we drove to a tiny village some 30 km away. It was a 2 hours drive in
wonderful environment. The car climbed over a mountain range down into a valley
and in the end very high up on a kachha road which was only as broad as our
jeep. It was frightening. A mantra kept automatically and continuously repeating
itself in my mind.
We were expected, because Panditji, as the former servant was called, had a
mobile. Two boys waited for us at the road head to guide us further up and a
table with sweets and namkeen was already laid. His three daughters are married
nearby and his eldest son is working in Hyderabad.
After leaving my friends house some years ago, Panditji became a part time
pujari in a mandir further down the hill for Rs 150 a month. Meanwhile he
stopped going there. The money was not worth the climb. He was offered a full
time job as pujari for Rs. 1100. It would have required him to stay the whole
day and sleep in the mandir, too. He declined the offer as he felt that he was
too old to live alone. If something happened to him, nobody would know. His son
is sending him money from Hyderabad.
His house had two rooms with a buffalo staying downstairs, and here too,
neighbours gathered straight away when we arrived. The view from his narrow
veranda was truly spectacular. It became dark and the hills lit up with lights
sparkling everywhere, down in the valley and above in the sky.
Last we went to a house near Chamba on the new road to Uttarkashi to visit the
wife of a former servant. My friend was all praise for this servant who was with
them over 40 years ago in Kalkuta, when my friend was still in school. Once, the
servant went home to Chamba for a holiday. While there, he started working for
daily wages on road construction. After a few days a rock fell on him and he
died on the spot.
His wife was young, his only son barely two years old and physically slightly
handicapped. Now his wife was in her sixties and lived with her daughter in law
and three grandsons in the village and her son worked in a restaurant in
Ludhiana over 200 km away.
When we reached the simple house made from mud and wood, she had just come back
from Ludhiana after a check up in a hospital. Her health is not good. She has
water in her lungs. Yet her nature was very sweet and loving. It was a pleasure
to be with her, her bahu and the grandchildren in the small room, which had a
garlanded photo of her husband on the wall.
Their belongings were stashed away in trunks and boxes, quilts were neatly
folded, and only school books were piled up on a trunk. Though she must have
been tired from the long journey, apart from being ill, she enquired about
everyone she knew from that time, while her grandsons were leaning on her. Her
hard life has made her into a beautiful person.
I once again realized that it is neither status nor money that ultimately
counts. Important is how one takes the experiences in ones life; whether one
can accept them or not; whether one has trust and faith in life or not; whether
one feels support from within or not and whether one can ultimately let go of
ones life when the time comes.
While walking up to the road two young men passed us on the narrow track. Hi!

one of them said in a tone that one hears occasionally in cities, yet it sounded
odd in the village. Where are you from? he asked further. Germany, I
replied. Oh, I worked for 3 years in a restaurant in Munich, he surprised me
in fluent German.
Driving back to Mussoorie several jackals got trapped in the light beam of our
jeep. We stopped in the silent night and admired the vast expanse of flickering
lights down in the valley which was Dehradun.
What a rich, inspiring day it was! I had been allowed a peep into different
lives which are side by side on our beautiful earth. Each person is the centre
of a unique, private world that depends heavily, if not fully, on the mind. The
outer circumstances may be determined to a great extent. Yet the option to be at
peace with ones life seems to be open to everyone.
By Maria Wirth

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Paresh Patel November 6, 2016 - 6:04 am Reply
Envy you

durgasiva

November 6, 2016 - 9:16 am Reply

Beautiful experiences and wise reflection. Thank you Maria, for reminding us
the importance of contentment in life.

Harry November 6, 2016 - 10:46 am Reply

My question is this, are people happy in western countries with all their
possession, because Im certainly not. What about you ?
durgasiva

November 6, 2016 - 12:42 pm Reply

As a westerner leaving in the West, if you ask, I can say I am quite

contented, you may say happy, but not for the possessions but for the
fulfilling Sanatana Dharma. In my experience with my fellow westerners, I
really do not see them happy, The amount of antidepressant medicine that
they are taking is increasing alarmingly: neither their lifestyle, nor their
aims in life are giving them any contentment, as long as they keep searching
for that happiness in external purchases and actions, impermanent by its
own nature. Only when they reach to their peak of dissatisfaction, either in
this life or in some future life, they will start searching within
themselves, and only then there is hope. Western lifestyle and values are
not meant to make people happy, only to make a flock of consumers of goods
and of easy pleasures, always wanting more while they tramp their lives in
what they have already acquired so much time ago that they may be still
paying for a good that has already got spoiled. A society (or many, given
there are some differences depending on the countries) that is already going

clearly downwards towards its own destruction. How much I would like to
convey to hindu indians that the price one has to pay to abandon traditional
values by getting dazzled by the bright side of the West is not worth at
all.
VISHAL AGRAWAL

November 7, 2016 - 10:56 am

You just amazingly expressed the truth in this response. The truth about
the value of what we have currently but fail to realise it and loose it.
The truth that we get swayed looking at the swanky west civilisation,
which is materially wealthy but empty deep within. The truth about simple
living and high thinking. Thank you!

Tulsi Bhandari

November 6, 2016 - 1:33 pm Reply

Very good post Maria. Thanks for sharing your experience. Contentment indeed
is the key to happiness. All is relative.

Ribhu Vashishtha

November 6, 2016 - 2:05 pm Reply

Reblogged this on Ribhu Vashishtha.

Ribhu Vashishtha

November 6, 2016 - 2:06 pm Reply

I had similar experience in areas around Manali

Vijai Singh

November 6, 2016 - 4:01 pm Reply

I have that experience everyday of my life and I dont have to go anywhere.

When all doubts are removed, the reward is perpetual happiness. It is called
savitarka Samadhi
The pleasure one experiences in enjoying the best things of this world does
not equal the one thousandth part of the pleasure one feels after acquiring
true knowledge. Swami Dayanand

surya November 8, 2016 - 5:54 pm Reply

Each person is the center of a unique, private world that depends heavily,

if not fully, on the mind. The outer circumstances may be determined to a

great extent. Yet the option to be at peace with ones life seems to be open
to everyone.. Well said, Maria.
Each and every Atma is a part and parcel of infinite Brahman and hence is very
special, this profound truth concludes unequivocally that in the larger
picture we are all equal and it is up to the individual how to handle the
external experiences and how not to muddy his or her holy inner core. Once one
can attain that degree of maturity one can live peacefully until the show is
over.

Ramasubramaniam R

November 15, 2016 - 4:25 pm Reply

Dear Maria,
Pleased to read about your Himalayan experience. I had a feeling that I was
traveling with you in the mountains. Wish you good health.
R. RAMASUBRAMANIAM

Kumar November 15, 2016 - 7:04 pm Reply

Dear Frnds,
I m 50, male, Bachelor, no liabilities, vegetarian, staying in New Delhi. I
have taken VRS, opted out of rat race now wud like to live the life of a monk.
PREFER HIMACHAL, DHARAMSALA, OR RAJASTHAN. SO HOW DO I FIND A GENUINE ASHRAM
GENUINE PEOPLE, BASICALLY HOW DO I GO ABOUT IT.
WRITER TO ME AT
p4r4v4@gmail.com.

rajpatimishra December 26, 2016 - 11:10 am Reply

Happy to know Bahan ji , you took interest to visit our villages. May be 15
years back down the line I also traveled to Dhanalty via mussorie. The place
is really heaven on earth. The Hilly people are very friendly and they really
cherish their culture and what not.
all the best to you and pl. keep on writing . I also see your articles on
India facts as well. We will never forget your contribution to Hinduism.
MW December 28, 2016 - 5:26 am Reply
thank you. i feel priviledged that i can live in India

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