The Cloak Of Change.

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Change.

Evolution.

Revolution.

Rebirth

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A hand appears out of nowhere, and pulls nowhere in the air. Not gripping anything. Then suddenly, lines and creases appear. You can see an invisible fold being pinched. Then the hand tugs hard as that pinched cloth of invisibility gives away.

The black and white world of prejudice gets torn down, and with it it brings a colorful scene of "present".

Where one rupee can hardly buy you anything, and people refer to thousands of rupees as "mere".

Technicolor.

You blink twice as more as you used to, because things are swiftly changing before your eyes can even adjust. Wild, splashes of color, and small houses become huge buildings, a toy windmill becomes a wind turbine. "Fun" is replaced by "Progress", and children just don't mindlessly play anymore.


This is what Change, has brought for us.

While giving us things which make times better, Change has brought about with it sorrow. People are getting poorer and poorer everyday, the river of tears is increasing in volume. The rich are lost in a dream- and the reality checks hurt.

Among all this boring, hard admission stuff, It has also subjected us to a new dawn. At the very beginning of a new day, the things we decide to do before we sleep, are a million times more different than what our parents or grandparents used to decide. While we think of changing Profile pictures, our ancestors found it difficult to change into a new pair of clothes everyday.


Just humble things.

Basically, our priorities were WAY different, if you know what I mean, and everything reflects it. Meanwhile, there is also a change in the human psychology, something I found very interesting upon realization.

Going old fashioned, is suddenly very cool. Like, using simple old English language instead of the urban abbreviations, floor length gowns from the 70s,  listening to old pop hits and most importantly, reading classics. You get instant admiration when you talk about Bob Marley or Gone with the Wind.



Moreover, we still come upon countless instances where the old culture influences our new ideas and society. Our religious customs, for one. They haven't changed for the modern man, reasonable or unreasonable. Scientists do puja for heaven's sake.


Many Indian hospitals insist nurses to wear white sarees as uniform, as the old nurses of India used to. It is something that we Indians should be proud of, because if one nurse from an Indian hospital stands in a row of nurses from different nations, she'll stand out from the rest of the dress wearing nurses.


Change always influences, harms, but never takes. Its us, who ignore the old customs, make trendy new ones, and blame Change for it all.