Concord

There was a time when my people lived in harmony with our mother nature... We felt the lives of every animate and inanimate object around us. We lived adhering to the fact that plants, animals, birds, fish, other organisms and micro-organisms were the building blocks of our serene and tranquil existence. Whatever our religious faiths were, we realised love and care for the living nature is essential for our social, physical and spiritual growth.

We woke up to a new daylight hearing the cacophonous clattering of the crows in the backyard. Pulling water with an areca leaf ‘bucket’ from the deep well, and brushing teeth with burnt husks… listening to a cuckoo’s song… mimicking and teasing the bird…. Even now thinking of those sweet days brings back beautiful memories… It touches the soul… sends a wave of inexplicable feeling… ‘Whither is gone that visionary gleam? Where is it now that vision and the dream?’