The last few days saw me going out of my home on a number of occasions for various reasons. First on the 28th it was to attend the reception, lunch and then subsequently the dinner that I had to attend along with my classmates for a reunion.
The 29th saw me going for lunch at a friend’s place, followed by a visit to two other friends in the other side of town to exchange some books and also to discuss another friend’s recent visit to Varanasi and Allahabad.
I then had two days of staying at home but on the 1st of February, had to go out for lunch again with some classmates. One of them and his wife subsequently joined me at my place to spend the afternoon before they caught a flight to Delhi.
The 2nd saw me off with a couple of friends to another friend’s place 30 kms away for lunch where I met some very interesting people besides having excellent food.
Yesterday saw me going off in the afternoon to have tea and snacks at another friend who is a on a visit to his daughter here.
The one common feature of all these outings was, my eagerness to get back home at the earliest. I have decided to call this urge Comfortzonitis.
When earlier today, I mentioned this urge to a couple of other friends of around my age, they too indicated that they suffered from this malady too.
All history is to some degree subjective, written by individuals who are above all people of their own time.
I am a kind of history buff and like to read as much as possible about our history which is now being rewritten from an Indian point of view rather than from a colonial / racist point of view. And as I write this, history is being made in India by renaming some places to remove Islamic names given by invaders to the original Indian names. Some kind of course correction as it were.
Similarly, there are stories of valiant women which have been kept hidden for centuries which are now being brought out in the open and using social media, spread among Indians so that they can be proud of their heritage. Here is one such about which no history text book ever wrote to my knowledge.
I am also currently reading an amazing book “The Educational Heritage Of Ancient India; How An Ecosystem Of Learning Was Laid To Waste” by Sahana Singh. There are some more books on Indian history waiting to be read, all promising to be very stimulating.
In short, I was rather surprised at the serendipity of the topic for today’s post being suggested by Shackman for our weekly 2 on 1 posts and I have shared my reason for the surprise. Please do go over to Shackman’s blog to see what he has to say about the same topic.