Tag : Ganges

 Vijay Garg*  It is a matter of childhood days. She studied in first grade. Father was in Kannauj in those days. Nearby was Unnao, through which the Ganges flowed. One day the parents thought that bathing in the Ganges should be done. Went early in the morning. Get off the station and walk. There were brothers as well. long road. Trees laden with mangoes on both sides. Just brothers would pick up the pebbles from the road and toss them towards the trees and many mangoes would fall down. Thus by the time they reached the banks of the Ganges, the whole bag was filled with mangoes. Father immersed the bag full of mangoes in the cold water of the Ganges, so that the mangoes become cold. Later fresh aromatic indigenous mangoes were eaten with great taste.  Then even in the villages, the fruits lying on the ground seemed like a boon to the children. While passing by the fruit trees, picking Amiya, Jamun, Tamarind etc. was his favorite hobby. He used to collect a lot of such fruits on his way to and from school. The children who did not get the fortune of getting the fruits were disappointed. Sometimes the children who got fruits, shared them with other children and ate them too. Then there was no sense how to eat the fruit lying on the ground. This is seen a lot in cities. There are many Jamun trees on Tolstoy Road in Connaught Place. During the rainy season so many berries fall there that after being crushed by the feet of passers-by, the road turns purple. But it is fun that someone can be seen picking them up. To do so people may feel against their pride.  Nowadays, fruit trees are not visible on the side of the roads. In the olden days, those shady trees were planted on the side of the road, where when the passers-by walked, the sh ...