In a corner picture cows coming home after tilling the land. With farmers and their wards, returning to thatched huts that sprout cable TV.
The local radio playing. The odd bicycle plying. The village girls and boys running home from the municipal school in reckless abandon. Unmindful of dust or dreariness !
Picture mud walls with posters on them. Announcing the latest arrival of the star studded movie. The stars have to bite mud !
Old village grandmas sitting on the steps to their homes. Grating tobacco and chatting incessantly.
Well, you wonder, how long has it been since you visited an Indian village ?
And in a corner, you notice a tap. A tap which seems to have gone silent for a while. You try and yank the tap alive. It hisses like an inebriated cobra but comes to life. Sputtters and coughs, but then spews some water. Clean water. Hopefully, there will be some flow.
Ah ! To comeback !
14 thoughts on “The village tap”
We were given the same words as brief for a village retreat website.
They say the rains have been good. All that liquid energy percolating through the earth and rocks, running an underground marathon, so it can be there at the winning post, when something takes an idyllic turn at a tap. Its OK. Catching a breath, spluttering and hissing, someone said, is a preamble to a great new run of words…..
Welcoming you back on your own blog ….(sounds strange , but happens) !:-)
Good to see you coming back to life (on the blog).. Don’t cough and splutter much, just start the flow.
Lovely post. Very evocative! Which place was this? Seems to be a good spot to inspire writers!
last I visited an Indian village was years years back..I do not even remember the year now..I have stayed in a hut once, eaten bhakri and onion, filled water from the well and lived a simple and peaceful life..but I was too young then to have experienced a stressful life, thus didn’t value that as much as I would at this moment after living a fast pace and “mobile” life 🙂
What a comeback. Missed your posts all along 🙂
The village tap is symbolic to the life of the villagers. They struggle but attain 🙂
Lovely picture! As I continued to look at it, sometimes it seemed that the water was flowing down- sometimes it appeared to be shooting up, like a small fountain!
I left a comment here. don’t know where it disappeared.
This was a very lovely post; I could imagine the scene!!
Welcome back! The shot is amazing!
It seems long back to village! quite obvious bro. Hope u continue here 🙂
Loved the photograph. Your vivid description of the place showed me around. 🙂
u should try poetry 🙂
The village tap, almost like the office water cooler. A meeting place, exchange of gossip, an occasional fight. Place of action.