Agriculture! The first occupation of man, it turned the man from nomad to civilized.
Anthropology tells us how man developed from the stage of ape. As a primitive, he knows to lead life as a beast. By observing nature, gradually, he learnt every thing. To prevent the pain of cold and heat, he learnt to use animal’s skin and leaves, barks etc. from plants & trees to cover his body. To protect themselves from natural dangers and attacks from other animals, he learnt to move as a group. He observed that fire could be produced by friction of stones and the fire could drive the animals from their stay. So he learnt how to use fire for his protection and roasting food i.e. primary stage of cooking. He observed that caves were much protective than the tree branches. He observed that the seeds, which he split after eating the fruits, could turn as trees and plants to yield the fruits again. He observed that water is required to animals and plants also just like himself. So he learnt to construct huts like caves and cultivation of plants beside the rivers. Gradually village civilization and then city civilization raised.
Such that the first occupations of man are hunting of animals and agriculture. Animal hunting was risky but result was instant. Food was immediately available and weapons were available with the remaining of the animal bodies i.e. bones etc. From agriculture, food availability was large. Gradually man learnt to use tools and animals in agriculture; and leading more comfortable life.
Now people are living in cities, towns and villages. In villages, the impact of fashions is less relative to that of cities and towns. Though the villagers know the fashions though electronic media, they feel shy to some extent to follow that fashions. On the other hand, the availability of such fashion goods and fashion foods is also less in village relative to such availability in cities.
That’s why villages are in back position regarding fashions relative to cities. In other words, villages are near to the nature and far from artificiality relative to cities. So that feelings and idealistic views are less pollutive in the village people relative to the city people. Village people are like nature flowers. City people are like plastic flowers. The smiles of villages have the fragments of flowers; where as the smiles of cities have the fragments of perfume bottles.
Actually if we observe the history, we can understand that villages are the past of cities. And cities are the future of villages. We can observe this fact as the today’s position of some developing countries is the past position of some advanced countries. Such that different societies or different countries are at different stages in physical development. This is the natural phenomena.
But the important fact is regarding spiritual development. Neither physical nor spiritual development of the world can neglect.
With this view, if we study the village life, city style and agriculture in India we can watch the completeness of our soul i.e. Indian soul. Soul means the other form of God only.
Now in villages, the farmers, other people are struggling hard to find the joy, happiness, satisfaction of their lives because they lost that joy, happiness and satisfaction somewhere. In fact, all of we, and the world is in such a situation. We are like a traveler in a desert who is searching for oasis water to drink. We lost the real joy somewhere in our life. We are running after mirages. Because we lost soul by dropping our selves in the heap of money. We lost feelings by dropping ourselves in the competition with others. We lost wetness of heart by dropping ourselves in the busy schedule of day.
Did you hear the sweet singings of birds with a lot of happiness in their faces when the crops are ripe on the fields at the time of thrashing? The birds sing as if they are Vishwa Kavi Gurudev Ravindra Nath Tagore. Did you observe the activeness spread on the fields at the time of green crops in the fields? In each and every bit of the nature, we can observe the love of God. The wind will pet our body so that we can experience the wet touch of God. The smell of green grass, green plants in the field welcome us as our mother welcome us into her lap when we were kids. The green color of the field up to the edge of our sight makes us to feel the protective hugging of God.
THE STORY TOLD BY MOUNA BHASHINI’S PAYYEDA,
15 years ago
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