In the last 45 days, I read 3 books – all three of them on the same theme. Visiting places through the lens of people. People – who have been part of the place for years and generations; people who migrated a few years back and then decided to settle in those places; people who have been there for a temporary or short stint of time. It is interesting to know the varied perspectives on the same place.
|If you ever wish to read Amdavadi enterprising stories|
|The Dream Catcher – Mumbai|
I ended up reading 3rd one which is very close to my heart People Called Shillong. You know what is the point of commonality amongst these folks – the transcendental love for their roots. People love rather admire what makes them Shillongites. So wherever they went, what ever made them what they are – they all came back contributing to what they call their home – Shillong. If I aptly put that is what they call ‘Shillong Lajong’ meaning Shillong, our own! The spirit of belonging makes them what they are.
|Shillong Lajong – Shillong, our own!|