Well,
I love travelling a lot. Travel to a new place like a gypsy (but unfortunately current work and other personal obligation do not allow it). Travelling and readings are something which opens tremendous learning opportunities. It enhances knowledge and widens thinking capacity to new horizons.
For me and one of my best friend, the journey to Shirdi and Shani Shingnapur from Bhiwandi (a satellite town of Mumbai, part of Mumbai Urban agglomeration) is usual and suddenly plan rituals almost every year. It is not like that we are religiously blind so want to go there, it is because we want to go for a long journey which can be completed in 24 hours, out from the concrete jungles to get some mental rest. We discovered an economical bus service which is hassle free and single bus caters our to and fro journey. So we decided to start the journey yesterday.
Since I am carrying my mobile with blogger installed in it, it has made much easier for me to express my experience. I just woke up and thought to write whatever I felt till now.
The route we follow is Kalyan, Murbad, Malshej Ghat to Shirdi. On the way, Malshej ghat is a high hill top area. I am seeing long darkness semi forest area. The darkness is outside and it is looking so fascinating it seems that it is inviting me. I feel to get down and walk on this forest in this night. It is so calm and so peaceful.
The bus halts at a tea cum snacks stalls at somewhere in Malshej hill top area. I just walked out and looked at the sky - it is so beautiful with glittering stars. From there I could see movement of the vehicles and their lights. It is chilling cold inside and outside the bus. I repeated the same mistake again like last time - Did not bring a blanket to cover myself to get warmth but then I feel this natural cold is much better than the unhealthy AC cold.
People in the bus are also symbolising many things. Here, everybody is a stranger to each other except their group. Still we travelling together. Is it an opportunity to meet new people and observe them - perhaps it is. It also symbolise trust. Trust that nobody travelling in the bus can harm each other. Women are also travelling in the bus- trust that they are safe. We have passed many areas which are full of forest, empty but I did not see worry on anybody's face. It was trust on driver that he will take us to destined place safely. This trust is visible in the fact that everybody is sleeping peacefully.
We travel through many cities or town in between and still travelling. The cities h band towns do not have skyscrapers like of Mumbai. It does not have suffocating high density of concrete jungles and it looks much cleaner and better planned than corruption occupied cities of Mumbai. These towns are although looks small but it seems more peaceful. It is completely slept in the night,calmly. I see generosity in them, I see a kind of proud ness on them.
This journey also reminds me of old memories. Old memories which is broken now, a relationship which had to eventually break one day and it happened and which could be prevented well. I do not have regret of the past and do not have worry of the future. I know that is not going to make my life and I must live the life I have completely. Yes, sometime such memory haunts but nothing is permanent in our life. Everything happens for a reason and happens for the best.
Finally we have arrived at Shirdi and as usual we will see and experience hoe commercialization of religion and devotion has happened here. On the way to Shani Shingnapur I would definitely like to taste the sugarcane juice direct from the field extracted with human labour. It tastes great.
I think everybody should live life of a gypsy at least once in a life. I would love to do this and surely going to experience much more things ahead in today's journey too.
I love travelling a lot. Travel to a new place like a gypsy (but unfortunately current work and other personal obligation do not allow it). Travelling and readings are something which opens tremendous learning opportunities. It enhances knowledge and widens thinking capacity to new horizons.
For me and one of my best friend, the journey to Shirdi and Shani Shingnapur from Bhiwandi (a satellite town of Mumbai, part of Mumbai Urban agglomeration) is usual and suddenly plan rituals almost every year. It is not like that we are religiously blind so want to go there, it is because we want to go for a long journey which can be completed in 24 hours, out from the concrete jungles to get some mental rest. We discovered an economical bus service which is hassle free and single bus caters our to and fro journey. So we decided to start the journey yesterday.
Since I am carrying my mobile with blogger installed in it, it has made much easier for me to express my experience. I just woke up and thought to write whatever I felt till now.
The route we follow is Kalyan, Murbad, Malshej Ghat to Shirdi. On the way, Malshej ghat is a high hill top area. I am seeing long darkness semi forest area. The darkness is outside and it is looking so fascinating it seems that it is inviting me. I feel to get down and walk on this forest in this night. It is so calm and so peaceful.
The bus halts at a tea cum snacks stalls at somewhere in Malshej hill top area. I just walked out and looked at the sky - it is so beautiful with glittering stars. From there I could see movement of the vehicles and their lights. It is chilling cold inside and outside the bus. I repeated the same mistake again like last time - Did not bring a blanket to cover myself to get warmth but then I feel this natural cold is much better than the unhealthy AC cold.
People in the bus are also symbolising many things. Here, everybody is a stranger to each other except their group. Still we travelling together. Is it an opportunity to meet new people and observe them - perhaps it is. It also symbolise trust. Trust that nobody travelling in the bus can harm each other. Women are also travelling in the bus- trust that they are safe. We have passed many areas which are full of forest, empty but I did not see worry on anybody's face. It was trust on driver that he will take us to destined place safely. This trust is visible in the fact that everybody is sleeping peacefully.
We travel through many cities or town in between and still travelling. The cities h band towns do not have skyscrapers like of Mumbai. It does not have suffocating high density of concrete jungles and it looks much cleaner and better planned than corruption occupied cities of Mumbai. These towns are although looks small but it seems more peaceful. It is completely slept in the night,calmly. I see generosity in them, I see a kind of proud ness on them.
This journey also reminds me of old memories. Old memories which is broken now, a relationship which had to eventually break one day and it happened and which could be prevented well. I do not have regret of the past and do not have worry of the future. I know that is not going to make my life and I must live the life I have completely. Yes, sometime such memory haunts but nothing is permanent in our life. Everything happens for a reason and happens for the best.
Finally we have arrived at Shirdi and as usual we will see and experience hoe commercialization of religion and devotion has happened here. On the way to Shani Shingnapur I would definitely like to taste the sugarcane juice direct from the field extracted with human labour. It tastes great.
I think everybody should live life of a gypsy at least once in a life. I would love to do this and surely going to experience much more things ahead in today's journey too.
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