The Village 💚

Once upon a time, there was a village on the banks of a river. People lived peacefully. Endowed with nature and love, the village was an epitome of serenity. There was universal love for trees, animals, children and people.


The swans and ducks filled the river. The fish jumped out of joy. The river was not partial in giving water to nurture the beings of the village. Nor it expected anything back in return. People, plants and animals took whatever was needed for them and didn't pollute or exploit the river.


The trees gave fresh air. They blossomed flowers of all the possible colours with mesmerising scent. They gave tasty fruits and grand shelter for all the beings. A blanket of greenery spread over the villages. 


The birds never failed to sing in the mornings. The village always woke up to the melodies of their own colourful birds. The birds took the responsibility for the day. They kept playing with children. They marched in groups over the sky. They went from trees to trees, spreading the seeds and sustained the vegetation.


If birds were for day, owls were for night. They spent sleepless nights, with their ball-like eyes wide open, to guard the village. They were the silent watchful guardians. 



The people and animals lived as a single family.  There was an absolute harmony in life, making everyday more meaningful. The people gave food to their animals. The animals wept for every person who died in the village.
 

The homes never had humans alone. It was humans, chickens, goats, cows, sheeps, birds, trees, farmland, fresh water, fresh air and there was "oneness" , among everything and everyone. Every being learnt to live for each other and not against each other. Even people and snakes didn't hurt each other. The understanding made all the inhabitants to play a part in the whole picture.



Nothing was less and nothing was more in the village. 

If you expect a sad ending with a human greed of destroying nature, that's not what this village is about. No human greed can destroy this village, because this is the ultimate truth. The truth that we are not above nature, no single species has the power to rule and no being is less than us. The village continue to exist, as the epitome of nature and universal love. It exists in our dreams, memories and heart. If doesn't exist in reality, doesn't mean it's not the truth💙💜.

These paintings adorn the walls of Vanavil school in Nagapatnam. A school for Gypsie children. These are hand crafted creations of these budding artists. 

https://vanavil.org