An Era has passed.

...living in a world where everything is going at high speed ..looking back it seems like an era has passed....
 sitting on breakfast table today Dad asked " did you see that era when we had jus" Dalda "ghee and pranthas fried in that?(morning breakfast)I smiled and said ..I had eaten that stuff :P and when first time Refined oil was introduced a better and healthier version ..in "postman "brand  people rejected it out-rightly saying ..it has some kinda smell in it and doesn't taste that good :P ... but for health reasons later it was accepted and gradually we had many other cooking oils in the kitchen ..
.... then I had seen those pump stoves which took lives of many women ..was very inconvenient and worked with kerosene oil... those days there were no gas stoves or ranges .. it was "Anghiti "which use to work with charcoal.. (these are antique pieces now)... women used all her strength to make food for family working from scratch... I had seen my aunt who lived in small village doing  lot of work getting up early in the morning starting her day with prayer ..feeding the animals and then heating up the kitchen ...
( today women doesn't believe in cooking )
...  men were given breakfast and they went to fields for farming and work.. life was tough ..no entertainment as televisions or computer ...radio had some kind of songs ... people slept early and woke up early.. miles of walking or cycling was natural exercise as if going to gym ..drinking  lots of water kept them hydrated..
...Going to a city was considered a big thing ..and people who came from city behaved like kings in villages ..
some of the old Indian movies depicts everything..

I sometimes feel .. growing up in a city and then traveling with dad all over India I had seen from worst to best...I remember my dad was posted in jodhpur ..(rajasthan) being a desert area where there is scarcity of water... every week there use to be tanker coming to our house to water the lawn and plants .. people from nearby places use to line up outside our house saying "saab thoda paani bhar leen" (sir can we get some water?)water was given to people first and then  lawn was watered and everyone went back happily ... I always wondered why necessity has a scarcity? ... (can humans live without water?)
posted in Mumbai ..flashy lifestyle with lights all over and city of stars ..its was one of its kind .. nothing compared to Delhi where dad was posted earlier..  every place has its own flavor...and smell :P
... small towns like bhuj and kota ..were exceptionally different When I look back and remember Army life spent with dad ..and now living out of the country I feel that was a very short span ..a dream .. like a "baby's day out " but an Era has passed.

Today I m in US where I see everything in abundance ... BUT
scarcity of love in relationships!

God keeps every place balanced I guess!