I am going to tell you about fellow people of my age, who are said to be of the nineteenth century and who were born and grew up in a rural environment and now live in cities.
Talking about childhood, they were born and grew up in the villages, the roofs of the houses used to be thatch made of tile. instead of electricity for lighting, oil chimneys or lanterns were used. There used to be bullock carts for traffic. Even to buy household items, they used to walk three-four kilometers to bring goods from the nearby big village shop. Father used to live by ancestral business, in those days education was available only to very few people, that is, to the wealthy class. Fortunately, our parents sent us in the first grade to study in a nearby village school, two kilometers away, then later after our high school, sent us to the cities to pursue higher education. By saving their own little hard earned money, they made us doctors, engineers or lawyers etc. Started jobs in cities in that generation, but maintained ties with the village. From time to time there would be reconciliation with the people when going to the village.
Sometimes parents would also be brought to the city. When we came from the village, Mother would send the ghee, vegetables of the village with them and if we went to the village, we would please their hearts by taking sweets, medicines etc. for them.
Now, by the grace of God, we also had children after marriage. They were brought up in the cities, to make their future better, they got higher education in the cities and started doing jobs in big cities, but their visiting grandparents in the village remained insignificant. That generation would feel and be proud of being from the early twentieth century.
Now those children had children and after getting higher education got posted in one or two posts higher than their parents in the service job. So we are also happy and our children are also happy.
A nineteenth-century man and his wife lived alone in the city. The second generation children work in Mumbai, Delhi or Calcutta and the parents live in a small town with their own house. As long as the health is good, the car keeps running on the track, but with time old age knocks. The body gradually weakens. Home contact is now completely lost.
Now see how the troubles start like:
- Brother-in-law and sister-in-law live in a small town and the second generation does a job or business in a big metropolitan city. Son asked the mother and father, you come to Chennai with us. Son-daughter-in-law is busy in the office throughout the day at their job. In such a situation, the parents again get upset and return to their old city. Now if either of the two falls ill in old age, then they have to take care of themselves, children would only call once and ask about your well being. This is what happens.
- In the same city, the parents live in an old inner walled house and the son lives outside in a posh colony, five kilometers away from the house. After the death of the father, the son invites the mother to live with him in the posh colony, but the mother is not disillusioned with the old house. One day she faints due to an accident while cooking and dies, but no one knows about it.
- Parents live in the same city in the old house, the same son lives with his wife and children in a bungalow in a different posh colony, not with his parents. Now the mother is sick for five years, father alone is serving his wife, now Bhai Saheb himself is suffering from a terrible disease. Both the parents are serving each other, but with the hope that he taught his son that he would support the wood in old age, but he could not get it. Because he is too busy in the office during the day and at home with kids and wife. That’s why it is rightly said – this happens, because in the changing environment of time, something similar has started happening nowadays. Nevertheless, today there is a need for contemplative thoughts to protect the dying culture, which can awaken consciousness in today’s generation and breathe such life, so that old age cannot become a curse for anyone and the concept of a happy family can be realized.
-Er. Tarachand
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