I was in Mussoorie, my Granny’s town after very long
time. When I reach there it was evening
time and city was crowed for Christmas celebration. When I was child I used to
come here every winter but since last many years I couldn’t come here…
My memories are stuck with my childhood days so I was still
imagining something like that but when I first entered into city I was so
amused. I kept calling to myself – this is not my childhood Mussoorie. This
place is some other place…
Crossing a long haphazard colony when I reach to market
place, I was again amused. Nothing is there which I could recognize. Everything is new, every construction is new.
That old Charm of Mussoorie has been lost somewhere in the storm of development.
Only few names are there which I am recognizing like Kulari Bazar, Landhor Bazar,
Library, Kingrat Bus Station and only few old structures are there which are
reminding me of old Mussoorie…
In my childhood I used to come to the market with my grand
pa and he took me to the Paan (betel) shop from where he brought me a meeta
paan (sweet betel) in every visit. But unfortunately no shop was there or maybe
I could not recognize. I also used to go to deer park in mussoorie where we
played with deers and my grand pa told me how to make friends with them. But
now nobody could tell me anything about that deer park…
I got few things from there for me like hand-made leather
shoes. When I ask to cobbler – once upon, few Chinese cobblers are also here –
he said all are gone coz no business now. I am also thinking to close the shop.
I got one coat and Ruskin Bond’s written story book too. Ruskin come to the
shop every Saturday to the shop but this Saturday he is not able to come due to
bad health. I wish he will get well soon
and next time I will surly meet him…
Jharipani road was muddy root but now its highway road and
completely developed with lots of resorts and hotels. Even Barlowganj, where I
am staying now, was jungle that time but it’s a complete town now…
Everything has been changed only few black & white memory
remains…
I turned back with
heavy heart. When I was returning sun was going down and this is the only thing
which is still not changed…
Happy New Year To all my Blogger Friends.
