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Two Regrets & A Smile - II

Relishing the sweetness of modaks and festivities of Mumbai in my dreams, I woke up with the alarm clock shouting into my ears at 6.30 AM on the Saturday morning. I was headed to Oxford (yes the Oxford of the much renowned Oxford University) with couple of my other friends. As planned, we started in time and the journey was pleasant – I slept nicely in the car for most part of the journey :-D.


We took a nice tour around the town and it was refreshing. The architecture and the landscapes are astonishing – see it, feel it, believe it. I got to see some colleges of fame, the cathedrals and the parks, and got an insight to their history as well – too confusing now, can’t remember most of it, as it was full of Williams, Henrys, Edwards and so on.

Took a round of some adjoining museums, I would explicitly cite something about the Pitt Rivers Museum. It houses over 500,000 archaeological and anthropological collections since its foundation in 1884. Looking around the items was an experience in itself. However, something that made me feel really good was a display card near the Asian artefacts section. I was feeling proud indeed, about the recognition (see image below).
Toured some more parts of the town, and it was time to head back home. Going around Oxford, getting to know about some cultures, learning about the art and science of designing and erecting buildings was great fun and an event in itself. However, I felt trivial setback while returning from there. Wish I had studied or could study at the Oxford, it is among the strongest foundation for studies in literature, arts, theatre. It always had been a remorse that I could not study at the FTII or the NSD, and Oxford just got added. Duhh! Regret! Great Deep Regret!

Comments

Advaitavedanti said…
There is nothing in it to make me proud and you'd do well to not feel proud either. Its some nonsense based on AIT cooked up by the Churches, that show you some good but hide within such things, a fake date such as 3500 yrs so that some other cooked-up religion can take an earlier date! For God's sake, our religion predates everything. The religion was not only existing but flourishing in the historical Mahabharata (MB) dates of 5000 yrs old! As Vivekananda (I think) said once that when the westerners were learning how to cover their naked bodies, India was advanced in its Vedas, which even science is yet to catch up with! Ramayana predates MB to God knows when, but even if you just consider just MB, its atleast 5000 yrs old.

In any case, I don't need a western stamp from some junk museum to endorse my religion's age! Thats one of the reasons I avoided stepping in any museum in UK. :)

Bloody firangs. :P
Anonymous said…
This is beautiful!

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