What makes Kol special to me?
Sidenote: At this point this is a recurring topic everytime I come back home. Most of it might have been said before, but hopefully it captures perspective in different epochs.
I don't know what it is with Ggn, probably the tall buildings, the fancy cars, the expensive taste, but it makes one think in a single dimensional metric of financial return or wealth multiplication.
Kol has always been the studious city. Kol always was poetic. Creative. Artistic. People filled with kindness. People who took care of each other. Yes, we are a loud bunch but by no stretch of imagination do we hit each other or are heartless. Delhi NCR gives off that off-the-cuff brash and uncouth feeling.
As soon as I stepped into my chair back at home, I found the feeling that I have been missing for a while. The feeling of wanting to learn more. To read more. To expand my knowledge. To grow. To do more. To be more. To help out. To spread kindness in the world. I don't know if it is just Kol or the atmosphere of home or the upbringing that my parents gave me. But I was happy to rekindle that part of me that I thought had been trampled over by greed and other vices in Ggn. I don't want to chase money. I want to chase knowledge. I want to do good. But alas, all I have ever done with my life is chase money and have done nothing for anybody other than myself.
It is but action that defines us in the end. All I am is a bag of words. Words, well intentioned but nothing more useful or different from a person chasing self gain.
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