Meet Adsar! It is a small village in the Bikaner district of Rajasthan. It is also the place where my dadosa-dadisa (paternal grandparents) and other older generations of the extended Chhajer family (cousin grandparents, uncles and aunts) lived. Heck, my dad lived here for some part of his life. It is quiet, quaint and safely tucked away from all the hustle-bustle of this modern world. People still live in thick walled houses that have courtyards, backyards and frontyards. Many homes still don't have ACs. Food is still cooked in old-style-coal-chulas, I don't know if anyone of you even know what that is (I am proud I know :p). Best part, there is sand all around and it's so beautiful 😍
We (Poorvi and I) visited Adsar after about 6-7 years this time. We used to go there a lot as kids but then we grew up and were always too busy to make time for a small insignificant village that doesn't offer the comfort and facilities of our city life. It's sad, but then we were just kids! This time though, I was old enough to appreciate what I have. I have a rich history. I have a place to call home, away from home. This place is not crazy like the modern world. People here are LIVING. They have time to stop and breathe and feel every drop of life around them. Every evening friends and family gather around in their frontyards and drink tea, have bhujia ♥, chat and have fun. Every evening! Yes!
Plus, everything just looks like it came out of the hindi storybooks that I read in school. The houses, the school, the roads, even the people! Pretty and story-like. That's double nostalgia for me! I don't know how to stop typing right now because there is just so much to pour out. But, for now I think this is okay. I feel lighter. Thank you to whosoever that reads this ♥ I am so stoked. I am so lucky! Okay bye!