Ankit Lamba

I am a person who loves to spend time at my home in my beautiful village. I still remember those times when my grandma used to tell me the stories about the kings and the gods. The golden history that is somewhat forgotten by the current generation. Those stories were so amazing and fascinating at the same time, made me imagine them happening in my mind as reality. I usually slept under the open sky on the roof of our house. We lived in a joint family and my grandam was the best among them all. During that time the pollution was at the lowest and the night sky always looked so beautiful. The moon, the shining stars, her beautiful voice, and those stories could make any kid lost in them. However, those stories had a deep meaning, understanding and learning for kids such as; be kind, help others, be a man with values, always respect your elders, love your parents and family members.

But in this current time, because of technological advancements, social media, that charm has been lost somewhere. I don't see kids spending that quality time with their grandparents, rather they spend their time on social media, with friends and going to clubs, etc. These kids can never understand the important life lessons they had missed. After finishing my 12th studies in my village, I had moved to the city and started adjusting myself as per the boys who live in cities. It was difficult initially because I never lived in a city. My life in my village was pretty simple but full of happiness. Fresh air, freshly cooked food, beautiful people, playing with my childhood friends, the scent of rain, making boats of paper and so many things I can't explain.

Cities are crowded, polluted, but have better medical facilities, educational institutes, infrastructure as compared to the village. And in the year 2006, I had lost my grandparents. Whenever I go back to my village, I prefer to sleep under the open sky and look at moons and the beautiful sky full of stars and remember my old times. I had captured this picture using my phone and dedicating these pictures to my beloved Dadi Ma.