Thursday, December 08, 2005

Varanasi, the living legend.

Its really amazing to look back at your past from a distance and then analyze what you had experienced, enjoyed, conquered, lost and loved in those times. I enjoyed my time in my college to every limit of enjoyment.
After studying for 4 great years in Institute of Technology, Banaras Hindu University I can proudly say that I studied in a culture, I studied in a living tradition and I can say that I lived a life. I am not sorry if any other has any other opinion. There are many things to tell but two things that happened to me and influenced my life till now are none other than the spirit of Varanasi and my seniors.
My College is among very few colleges who have proper chapters of SPICMACAY. SPICMACAY stands for Society for Promotion of Indian Classical Music and Culture Amongst Youth. A cultural movement started in 1979 please forgive me if I am wrong. ITBHU used to organize cultural activities related to SPICMACAY throughout the academic session.
When I was in my first year, i.e. in 2001-2002, I used to participate with full enthusiasm in all college activities. That time I met with a guy from 4th year mechanical, his name was Somesh. He was organizing the cultural festival known as VIRASAT related to SPICMACAY that year. His never say no attitude and his dedication towards work was exemplary and only few guys were comparable to him that time. One such guy was Animesh whom I always looked for help of any sort any time and he always helped me in all possible ways he can. I am indebted to both of them.

Lewis carrol once said that Varanasi is older than the civilsation and it is very true to the last limit. I can never forget those ghats, more than 100 in number, the temples of Varanasi and the historical place of Sarnath. The ancient site of Sarnath, the stupa have been singing the songs of Indian civilization for more than 2200 years. These ancient monuments can inspire any body. I got a rare chance to touch the Lion Capital of Ashoka (National Emblem). In doing so I broke the law of the muesum but I am not sorry for that.
This is the celebration of having been born an Indian. The celebration of living in India and the celebration of living in Varanasi.

3 comments:

God Knows said...

waah Jadau....hum khush huey......Banaras ki tareef ki hai to hum khush huer.....par blog ka title blog se match nahi khata...

Anonymous said...

'older than history, older than tradition, older even than legend, and looks twice as old as all of them put together'--Mark Twain

In my scheme of things , places have more say in our lives than many people. I guess Banaras was one such piece of heaven for all of us.
siddharth_b

aviral said...

hey is it our own sid barman who is anon here????