She stood up hesitating, afraid perhaps of the huge gathering. Accumulated some courage and then muttered innocently, "Why Garo people don't like to go outside for work? Here no work. Is it wrong if I want to go out for work?" It was during a seminar organized for sensitizing the youth on career opportunities, The question touched every soul perhaps, pin drop silence in the hall.
We all love the place where we are born. That is where we take our first steps. That is where we are molded going through frames after frames. That is where the primary socialization with kin happens. That is where the secondary socialization with friends happens. And such evolution will always be much more stronger in a place like this which is culturally vibrant and socially strong.
But in the absence of opportunities, it won't be a sacrilege to trans-locate. Perhaps for a while. Perhaps for education, perhaps for getting skilled. And then you can always come back empowered. To help thy brethren, to help thy folks. Because your place would always pull you back. Thou shall yearn for love. Thou shall yearn for warmth. Thou shall yearn for thy, roots!
And then that smile on her face, made my day
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