Oh, yes she has not seen a train which has automated gates and maybe has never heard of those fancy clothing brands, because she is a small town bird. It is a big deal for her, watching girls in shorts, and she is not comfortable when a boy hugs her. She never finds it entertaining or interesting to hangout with friends at night as she feels sleepy at 10 pm sharp. Words like “alcohol”, “pubs” and “night life” are something which turns her face inhumanely red. And she might take an entire month to accept the fact that she is in a place where using abusive words are a symbol of showing how modern and cool you are. Yes that’s how she is, she is a bird of her own nest, who has to learn a lot from each and everyone around her.
Maybe, all those metro people can teach her how to board a metro and completely avoid or ignore those little brown and weak hands, opening that little palm of despair. They can tell her, how these little faces are a part of the huge ”Dhandha”. And what she will teach them, is this: “our pockets are heavy and full to buy that painting of a starving old woman and appreciate the artist’s thoughts, but our pockets are empty when it comes to giving her a few coins when she asks for the same.”
All those fast moving legs on the roads can teach her, how to cross noisy roads. They can guide them how to compete with anyone and everyone you come across and find a place for yourself, which is the only way of survival in the big forest. And she can show them how to slow down and walk on roadsides, enjoying the winds on her face and feeling the nature’s spirit and culture. Or she can show them how sometimes taking a step back and letting old people get in first, gives you an immense pleasure.
Maybe, those drunk hearts can teach her, how a glass of wine is the ultimate path to peace and happiness in this battle of survival. They will tell her, how beautifully people over here wear masks of humbleness but roam around with a heart filled with hatred. And wine is the only way of letting out the pain of wearing the mask you wear all day long. She can then take them to a “Gurudwara” early in the morning and let them feel the peace of those chants taking place. She can then guide them to people who are naked and bare, without any masks. And how beautifully they carry containers of halwas and never feel the weight of those huge containers. Sometimes even a bowl of halwa can take away all your pain without even paying for it (according to the langar).
And each time when you will teach her to wear those glasses and breathe in an AC car, she will still open the car windows and smell the soil. Every time when you will be in a movie with her, she will call her mother, even if it’s the 5th time in the day. You can teach her all about the latest fashion trends and the new brands but she will take you to your old roots where probably you never have cared to pay a visit.