An Ode to An Ol' Abode...!!!

A Town asleep...
Wakes up in the misty morning...
Residents are laidback..
The wheel starts turning...
The weather...ahhh..it unfolds.
With the roads brimming with energy.
The water flows around the rocks..
The sound of temple bells..


The business is busy.
The buildings are repainted.
The signals are redone.
A smell of culture transcends...
A city is coming to Life...!!!

I proud myself in being a Weird. My hometown...even more weird.

Ranchi is a weird city. Unlike most cities in India where usually a political figure of past days occupies pristine town estate, this one has a martyr soldier of the Indian Army who has his statue in the main town plaza. Lance Naik Albert Ekka died fighting in 1971 and was awarded the Param Vir Chakra. He stands tall in the heart of the town holding his rifle and in a ‘charge forward’ posture. You ought to see the statue to feel the awe.

But that is not all what makes Ranchi earn the title of ‘weird’ in an altogether different sense. The city is a highly multi-religious and multi-cultural. If the marwaris from Rajasthan run the wholesale business, the best restaurants in town are owned by Punjabis. The tribal culture is all around. Then there are folks from Bihar and Bengal who are living here for ages.

Arguably, the best Durga Puja celebrations outside Calcutta happen in Ranchi. The best part is, it is possible to get a flavour of each and every culture in this city. That, one can say is the Ranchi culture. The sense you get there is of an extremely proud and confident city.

Ranchi- where the small town laziness meets the uber culture dreams!

where the roads and the hearts get as Indian as it gets!

Proud and confident, Thats what Ranchi is...Thats what I AM!!!