Just as I have named my blog as 'Mere Dil Ki Nazar Se' (literally, the view from the point of view of my heart), the other day I bumped into an interesting blog The World from my window. You can read it here
The blog author Maddie Grigg writes about her world, as she sees it, the same way, as I write about various things in the world, necessarily from my point of view. I was reminded of the idea recently when I visited a village in Madhya Pradesh.
There, I met a woman, let me call her B seating in a small dark room. I wondered how she spent her time when she was through with her household chores? After a little while, sensing that I was a feeling a bit suffocated, she opened a wooden panel in the dark wall.
And lo! Immediately opened a window to a beautiful blue sky.
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| View from the window of B staying in a village in Madhya Pradesh |
A dry tree trunk dominated the frame for the outside world that was visible through the window. "I keep looking at the various shapes of clouds. It offers a whole new world," she explained.
Not much educated, not the one to move about freely in her surroundings, this window offered B her own little world to explore, all by herself and without anybodies objections. It was necessarily, her window to the world, albeit her own world ... of fantasies, of hopes and of dreams souring high in the blue sky. It was B's personal space that no one could violate.
