Scandinavia: 1. Helsinki- A cosy nest

 

     Our mobile phones were displaying the time as 9 pm when we reached our hotel, but the summer sky in Helsinki was still as bright as it would be in India at 4 o’clock in the evening, assuring every one of us that we had knocked at the right door. Being close to the North Pole, Scandinavian countries enjoy nearly six months of daylight. The sky never becomes dark. Even at midnight, the horizon remains soaked in twilight. We had to draw the curtains neatly as we wanted darkness to have a sound sleep after a long and tiring journey.

     As I pulled aside the curtains and peeped out, the morning greeted me with a bright sunshine that was again quite unusual for me at 5-30 am. The sky was clear, occasionally teased by a few silver clouds. The surroundings were wet as it had rained the previous night. I got ready a little early. The breakfast was sumptuous. Quiet surroundings took charge of me as I stepped out of the main entrance of the hotel. It was a delight to see House Sparrows chirping around, which are nowadays hard to find in India. A couple of joggers, some cyclists, and a few cars stirred the silence. The calmness was soothing for someone like me who was used to the noisy surroundings of the Indian cities. I could perceive the calmness more as our coach began to move through the city. Apart from the luxurious taxis, the trams caught my attention with their elegance and beauty. Painted in yellow-green or bright red, the trams are the main means of transport in the city centre. In some parts of the city, the tracks are separated from the road traffic; elsewhere they share road space with cars and buses. A single light rail line was also made operational a few years back, but it is separate from the city centre tram network. As we passed by the parliament building and the offices, our tour guide said that many of the members of the parliament were out of their offices as they were on summer holidays. The parliament building was sober, decent, and without any security cover or barricades. It was interesting to learn that even the Prime Minister was on summer holidays. Our tour guide informed us that it was mandatory for all to avail almost six weeks of holidays every year, which was, in my view, one of the factors that made Scandinavia one of the happiest places in the world. Helsinki is the capital and most populous city in Finland and has one of the highest standards of urban living in the world. We got down from our coach at a distance from our first place of visit. Like I noticed on my Italy-Swiss tour last year, Scandinavia also seemed concerned about emissions around important archaeological sites. Vehicles are usually restricted at such sites. As we walked down, again, the calmness could be perceived. ‘Rock Church’, our first place of visit, was located in a quiet place. Built directly out of solid rock, it’s a Lutheran Church which was opened in 1969 and is located in the heart of the city. The original character of the square is maintained, which is its fundamental concept. The inside of the church is bathed in natural light which enters through the skylight surrounding the central copper dome. The dome is uniquely designed, made of nearly 22 kilometres of copper strip. The copper dome along with rough and virtually unworked rock surfaces create excellent acoustics, making the church a favourite venue for various concerts. Interestingly, the church has a ‘Church organ’, but no bells. A recording of bells composed by a Finnish composer is played via loudspeakers on the outer wall. The church was a modest structure without any carvings or artistic creations. There was a corner where people could light wax lamps and keep them on a platform. Even though not being followers of Lutheranism, some of us put the lighted lamps and offered their reverence. Worship is a universal expression, free from the captivity of caste, creed, colour or religion.

     As we moved on, the beautiful trams caught our attention with their sheer charm. The coach was parked in the parking area. We had to walk a short distance to reach the Sibelius monument, located in Sibelius Park. The Sibelius Monument by Eila Hiltunen is dedicated to the Finnish composer Jean Sibelius. The design of the monument looks like organ pipes arranged in a wave-like pattern. Apart from the qualities and errors of the abstract art, it also sparked debate as the composer had created little music for organs. Hiltunen addressed her critics by adding the face of Sibelius which sits beside the main sculpture. Hiltunen's aim was to capture the essence of the music of Sibelius. There are a number of examples around the world, where, more than art, controversies have made monuments popular.

     We had lunch in an Indian restaurant, from where we were supposed to reach the cruise terminal. All of us were excited about an overnight cruise journey, which was maiden for many of us. Each setting was like that of any airport, except that we were going to board a cruise. Every one of us was curious to enjoy the sprawling decks, scenic surroundings and luxurious interiors. After due formalities of check-in and boarding, we moved to the top deck. All present cheered as the cruise blew horns, announcing the departure. Soon we were in the middle of the current. The blue water enchanted us with its shimmer. As the cruise sailed gracious and smooth, the water mesmerised us with its calmness. The only sounds which stirred the calmness were those of water scooters and seagulls. It was quite windy, and we had to wear jackets. We wanted to spend more time on the deck, but had to take refuge in the interiors, as we could no longer bear the cold winds. It was cosy inside, bustling with people. We bought ourselves coffee and some snacks, and began exploring various outlets. The shop line was extensive. Small cafeterias were elegant. We enjoyed a beautiful performance by a music band. All the performers sang beautifully and did not fail to impress us. The restaurant in which our dinner was arranged was roomy and filled with the unique aroma which began to tickle our taste buds at the entrance itself. Although the buffets were stacked with a variety of continental cuisines, it was a bit tough to decide what to pick for the platter, as several dishes were new to many of us. But, finally, every one of us could manage to fill our bellies sumptuously. After dinner, at around 10 at night, we reached the top deck once again to view the night sky. The sky was still glowing, but it was not as bright as the previous night in Helsinki because of clouds and rain. We wanted to watch the sunset, but we realised that it was not possible, as the sky was not going to be clear at least that night. We bid goodbye to the calm waters which had begun to hide behind the mist formed by the drizzle.

     It was indeed a tiring day, yet winning. The rocks of the Lutheran Church softened our stance, took us into history and once again taught us the lesson of oneness. The legacy of the music left behind by Jean Sibelius once again emerged as the winner in the conflict of art and ego. To conclude the chapter, the calm waters took us to an almost mystical state. Be it a spread-out sea, or an unbound desert, I often wonder about the secrets these entities probably nurture, which are unmistakably spellbinding.

(Silja Symphony Cruise, Helsinki)

(12 July, 2025)

(cont.)

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• मस्ला-ए-जंग

महज़ मुहरा हर सिपाही, बैन-उल-अक़्वामी सियासत का,

मायूस हुआ है शिकार मुद्दतों से, मुल्की दाँव-पेंचों का,

बेहिसाब बिखरी आबादी में, इल्म किसे चंद साँसें खोने का,

ग़ैरमहदूद फैले समंदर में, किसे है अफ़सोस बूँदों का.

(Select lines from my Hindi-Urdu poetry book)

(बैन-उल-अक़्वामी-international, सियासत-politics, इल्म-aware, ग़ैरमहदूद-unbound)

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# War, Peace

• युद्ध

सीमा सुशोभित होगी अस्त्रों से,

विनाश की आशा के खोखले नारों से,

रक्त की नदियाँ, लाशों का सागर बहेगा,

विनाश के पर्व का अंत, आरंभ भी वहीं से होगा।

(Select lines from my Hindi poetry book)

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# War, Peace

• Happiness

    “It’s a state of mind,” our Marathi teacher said while explaining a set of definitions of happiness. She remained our Marathi teacher during the entire high school period. Being a major language in our curriculum, we had to work extra for Marathi. The Marathi teacher also made sincere efforts to teach us the subject with similar zeal during every session. She was well read. Her vocabulary was comprehensive and the way of teaching was precise. She would elaborate even on a simple word, a short phrase or a minor theme. Many a time we got bored, but she never lost her patience as she knew the necessity of the detailed explanation. Even today, I can distinctly recollect her words. Every so often she used to say, “A human must treat a human like a human.” We did not understand the essence of her words at the tender age and often found them funny. Apart from details of the subject, Marathi lessons taught us some of the vital values of life too. I realised this as I grew up and came across a number of situations which narrated the same teachings. Happiness was one of the topics discussed at various levels during high school, particularly class 10. As I got enrolled in medical college and entered a domain of contest, I got practical lessons on some of the aspects of happiness which our Marathi teacher explained. Situations were diverse and so were our reactions. A few of us searched for happiness in creation, but many of us were happy to be admirers of those creations. Some colleagues found happiness in trivial occurrences, while a few of them remained unmoved even with the greatest achievements. A popular verse from ‘Manache Shlok’ by Saint Ramdas Swami says- “Who is the happiest of them all, only you can search for it for yourself, O my mind.” On introspection, one may realise that no one is wholly happy. Everyone seems to be continually searching for bigger and more than what is attained or received; often least realising that one can certainly try and find happiness in smaller or lesser accomplishments too.

    Apart from a state of mind, happiness is also about a way to look at things. Even with sincere and honest efforts, success or fulfillment may sometimes remain out of reach. Such circumstances leave us with no option than to accept the outcome and be content. During such situations, less pain or less dissatisfaction is often acknowledged as happiness. At times one expects more than what is deserved and feels unhappy when the prospects fall short. Usually, we don’t value or perceive things when they bless us with happiness in real time; we rudely overlook or ignore them. We may realize our errors and regret, but only when the moment is gone.

    It is true that many happy moments are hidden within material gain, yet they cannot match the joy of giving. The desire for worldly-wise pleasures is not inappropriate, but greed is. To overcome the state, several affluent families opt for philanthropy, which certainly adds to the happiness already acquired through materialism. Many well-to-do individuals practice a minimalist approach after attaining a certain altitude in personal or professional life. If compared with the present day, life in the olden days appears simple, humble, yet happy. With modernisation, the world has become self-centred. The modern world tends to amass pleasures, but seems to shed the ethos of sharing. The selfish view has parted us from our near and dear ones and friends. The digital revolution might have brought the world closer in technological terms, yet the warmth is missing.

    In an attempt to achieve more in a shorter span, the ambitious world forgets to take a break or enjoy some moments of leisure and usually finds itself lost and alone in distressing chaos. Recreation and rejuvenation are vital for refreshing our minds and for improved performance. One must draw a line to be content and experience true happiness.

It’s tough to eke out a living,

To punch a clock and survive,

But at the end of the day,

We feel contented to be able to thrive,

Some seek happiness naturally,

In whatever they have in their archive,

Some have no choice but to feel happy,

However hard be drive.

A longed-for happy moment,

May not be as blissful as projected,

Helping without your own interest,

May bring joy unexpected,

Situations may be similar,

Yet impressions of delight could be assorted,

Contentment needs to be perceived,

Happiness cannot be counted.

■ International Day of Happiness

(Select lines from my English poetry book)

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• मार्ग-दर्शन

यहाँ मिट्टी के, वहाँ पथरीले, कभी तुम श्यामल, कभी रुपहले,

कहीं घुमावदार, कहीं सरल तुम, मनोहर सब रूप तुम्हारे,

तुमने सुझाई, उसी तरह हुई, जीवन की हर यात्रा हमारी,

जीवन की हर एक मोड़ पर, सँवारा तुमने बनकर प्रहरी। १

तुम्हारे समक्ष हुआ कई बार, आक्रोश व अधिकार का हनन,

क्षणमात्र में बिखर गया सुराज्य, अनीति का हुआ प्रस्थापन,

मूक साक्षी तुम आंदोलन के, जिसने किया क्रांति का उद्दीपन,

तुम्हारी साक्ष से ही पुनः पुनः, अनीति का हुआ उच्चाटन। २

तुम भी नहाए हर्षित परिमल, किसीपर बरसे जो गौरव-सुमन,

भावुक भी हुए फूलों की वर्षा में, सुनकर अंतिम यात्रा के कथन,

गुलाल से सजे कपोल तुम्हारे, कहते विजय व सौहार्द के स्तवन,

कोई न जाने तुम्हारे भीतर बसे अनगिनत आख्यानों के कवन। ३

तुम भी अनायास हो आते हो तीरथ, पंथियों के चरण स्पर्श से,

तुम्हारा चित्त भी तन्मय करता, मृदंग मंजुल, ताशों का रव,

गुलाल सुमन के तुम्हारे परिधान भी, प्रतीत होते हैं भक्त से,

भक्त के माध्यम से तुम भी तो, प्रत्यक्ष दर्शन करते अनुभव। ४

तुम्हारी गोद में ही खेलकर, स्वच्छंद झूमा मेरा शैशव,

तुम भी जीते विभोर किशोर पल, मेरे यौवन ऊर्जित पल्लव,

अस्त के आरक्त क्षितिज की, सँवारी तुमने संध्या नीरव,

हर पड़ाव का अनूठा अनुभव, जीवन का है सार अभिनव। ५

ग्रीष्म में आम्रवृक्ष की छाया, वसंत में ओढ़ा था बौर तुमने,

आषाढ की सब करते याचना, तुम्हारे तप्त कण शांत करने,

सावन की झड़ी से सराबोर तन को, छेड़ा हेमंत के पतझड़ ने,

तीनों ऋतुओं के अमृत से, तृप्त किया है तुम्हें सृष्टि ने। ६

जब जब भटका मेरा विवेक, तुमने ही दिखाई राह पनघट की,

सावधान किया उचित मोड़ पर, वश में भी की गति आवेश की,

डगमगाने न दिया धैर्य को, निकट थी जब जब पूर्ति ध्येय की,

होने न दिया हावी अहंकार को, उत्तेजना में ध्येयप्राप्ति की। ७

तुम सदा रहते निडर, चाहे जीवनमार्ग में हो कुछ अघटित,

डगमगाता न तुम्हारा संयम, यात्रा की मोड़ोंपर अनपेक्षित,

न अप्रिय भूत से मायूस होते, न भविष्य की चिंता कर विचलित,

परिचय हो सादगी व सरलता का, वर्तमान को जीकर संतुलित। ८

(An adaptation of a poem from my Marathi poetry book)

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# Road, Path

• उल्फ़त

मुजस्सम हो जाती है उल्फ़त, तख़्लिया की झुकी पलकों में,

ग़ैरइख़्तियारी हो जाता है दमकना चश्म-ए-शब का,

उल्फ़त तो बस ही जाती है नशेमन-ए-दीदा में,

इश्क़ मुहताज नहीं होता मुलाक़ात-ओ-रू-ब-रू का.

(मुजस्सम-actual, चश्म-ए-शब-moon/eyes of the night, नशेमन-ए-दीदा-nest of the eyes, मुलाक़ात-ओ-रू-ब-रू-interaction and face to face)

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• दशानन

लालच ने निष्प्रभ कर दी,

तुम्हारी निःसीम उपासना,

ऐश्वर्य की शैय्या पर भी अस्वस्थ,

अधिक की निरंतर वासना,

अमर्याद सत्ता का निष्णात शासक,

किंतु सामर्थ्य की संतत याचना,

स्वर्ण को भी निस्तेज कर गई,

अत्यधिक भौतिकवाद की कामना। १

तुम भक्त थे, किंतु,

तुम्हारे अहंकार से भक्त की प्रतिमा हुई दीन,

तुम्हारे ज्ञान, बोध, शास्त्र, कला,

आज भी मूर्खता के ही हैं अधीन,

आज भी तुम्हारे बल,

अबोध व निष्पाप की प्रताड़ना में हैं लीन,

व्यर्थ बहुआयामी व्यक्तित्व तुम्हारा,

व्यस्त जो समाजहनन में हीन। २

शाप जो दिये गए थे तुम्हें,

आज सिद्ध हो चुके हैं प्रभावहीन,

तुम्हारे दुष्कृत्यों से स्तब्ध हैं,

परिभाषा व जीव हर शालीन,

तुम्हारे अनिर्बंध वर्तन की जयजयकार,

हो गई है रीति नवीन,

अप्रचलित हो चुके हैं अब,

सुनीति, सदाचार व सत्कर्म प्राचीन। ३

नाभीभेद से हुआ तुम्हारा अंत,

ढकोसला ही सिद्ध हुआ अंत में,

अनीति पर नीति का विजय,

प्रहसन सा प्रतीत होता आख्यानों में,

तुम्हारे कुकर्म रिसते रिसते,

स्थायी बन चुके हैं कुंठित समाज में,

पुनः पुनः जन्म ले कर तुम,

जीवन भरते आए हो विषवृक्ष में। ४

कल तक रंभा थी,

आज कोई और है पीड़िता,

तुम्हारे पश्चात भी,

अत्याचार किंतु नहीं मिटता,

विलाप व रुदन का आलेख,

अविरत आया है चढ़ता,

तुम्हारी मृत्यु छल,

तुम्हारे श्वास हैं शाश्वत संभवता। ५

निर्भया, हाथरस, कठुआ,

तुम ही प्रत्येक घटना के सूत्रधार,

तुम्हारे एकाधिकार के समक्ष,

धूल चाटता नाभिभेद का चमत्कार,

उपहास बन गया है न्याय का अनुरोध,

सर्वत्र अन्याय व हाहाकार,

जाने कितनी करनी होगी प्रतीक्षा,

तुम्हारे अंत से करने साक्षात्कार। ६

■ विजयादशमी 

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# Vijayadashmi, Dussera, Rawan

• बेगानी शादी में

मूक हो गए निर्धनता के रुदन और सिसकियाँ,

सत्ता और सामर्थ्य के लज्जाहीन कोलाहल में,

समाज अनभिज्ञ तृष्णा व क्षुधा की छटपटाहट से,

जो अंधा हुआ विज्ञापन की चटकीली जगमगाहट में,

पुनः खो गया अस्तित्व, चौखट पर खड़ी याचना का,

मासूमियत के अवशेषों से निर्मित उन्मादभवन में,

मानवता हुई लज्जित, संवेदना हुई शून्य,

निर्लज्जता हुई निर्बंध, बेगानी शादी में। १

दहशत से पीड़ित अधमरे लोकतंत्र को,

पुनः एक बार रौंदा और कुचला गया,

बहुमूल्य लोकमत जड़ा उधार का सिंहासन,

पुनः कौड़ियों के दाम नीलाम हो गया,

स्वघोषित नृप ने स्वयम् समेत,

सार्वभौम का भी समझौता कर दिया,

अनिश्चितता के बवंडर में हचकोले खाता प्रजातंत्र,

अराजकता की भयावह आहट ले आया। २

क़दमों तले पिस गया अनाज, दमकते महल में,

किंतु जठर क्षुधित ही रहा, कुपोषित शिशु का,

थालियाँ सज गईं, स्निग्ध, रसीली, मीठी,

आज भी वंचित ही रहा, भूखा उदर अनाथ का,

छीने हुए पैबंद ओढ़कर, डोल रहा मदमत्त लुटेरा,

असहाय नग्नता ओढ़ती, वस्त्र घृणा व उपहास का,

मृत है संवेदना, बधिर हैं भावनाएँ,

कर रही हैं बीभत्स प्रदर्शन, उन्माद व अहंकार का। ३

याचना को स्वयम् करनी होगी तृष्णा की शांति,

धधकाकर क्रोधाग्नि समाज के अंतर का,

लाचार को तपना होगा दावानल में,

करने धारण तेज, सामर्थ्य क्रांतिसूर्य का,

प्रजा को अब करना ही होगा शंखनाद,

करने उत्पाटन उन्मत्त नृप की निरंकुश सत्ता का,

उखाड़ना होगा कलंकित सिंहासन अभिमानी,

देखने उदय न्याय, मानवता व लोकतंत्र का। ४

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# Wedding, Poverty, Hunger, Crony capitalism

Europe: 10. ‘Tower’ing Adieu

    We were still lost in the lingering memories of Disneyland, which had rejuvenated one and all. The  memories will stay with everyone for a very long time. It was not only a tour of childhood, but a beautiful experience, reviving our minds which had gone  a bit dull in the hustle and bustle of professional and personal commitments. Our revitalised looks were apparent as we boarded our coach for a city tour of Paris. The traffic was moving slowly. The number of visitors seemed more,like the previous day. The traffic was diverted in many places as Paris was preparing itself for Olympics. Some locations were barricaded, and we had to be satisfied by only glimpses. The stairs leading to the front gallery of the National Assembly were decked with colourful dummies of athletes. Makeshift stadiums were being erected in suitable open areas. The entire city was getting a festive look for the grand sporting event. The Arc de Triomphe posed elegantly. It looked as splendid during the day, as it looked in the sober shimmer during the night. The streets which we saw at night looked equally beautiful in the bright sun. We could see the iconic tower from a distance as the coach moved towards Champ de Mars park. We got down from the coach in the parking and walked towards the Pont Alexandre bridge. A lady on the bridge was taking pictures of various tourists and printing them on a dummy front page of a retro newspaper. She did not charge any price for that and told us we could pay any amount we wished to. Many of us got our pictures in black & white and paid happily. It was fun and a lovely souvenir. We walked down the bridge and crossed the Place de la Concorde square. The amazing giant won our hearts right at the introductory glimpse. The Eiffel Tower stood grand and greeted us graciously. The Eiffel Tower is a wrought-iron structure in the Champ de Mars park area. It is named after the engineer Gustave Eiffel, whose company designed and built the tower in 1889. It is a freestanding vertical framework tower. It’s a construction technique which is widely used in making electric transmission towers, radio towers or observation towers. The technique helps in building a stronger structure, at a much lower weight, with more wind resistance than that of a tower of solid construction. It is nicknamed ‘La dame de Fer’ (French: Iron Lady). It was constructed as the centrepiece of the 1889 World’s Fair, and to crown the centennial anniversary of the French Revolution. The tower is 330 meters tall, as high as an 81-storey building, and is the tallest structure in Paris. The tower has three levels for visitors, with restaurants and amenities on the first and second levels. The top level is the highest observation deck accessible to the community in the European Union. Although there is a staircase, most visitors use a lift to reach various levels. The top level has a radio broadcasting aerial and an apartment built for Gustave Eiffel’s private use.

    There was a deluge of visitors. The queue was very long and tested our patience. It started raining, and we faced strong and chilly winds, making us feel the wait even longer. But the long wait gave me a chance to study the tower. The design was majestic, and the resources seemed to be of very high standards. Be it a hand-railing of a staircase or a large bolt of a beam of the tower, each component was of a very high caliber. In this tour so far, I observed that there was no compromise anywhere in terms of quality, standards or safety. All the structures and the edifices appeared technically sound, irrespective of the era in which they were built. The zeal, the passion and the hard work were noticeable and commendable. The tower was an engineering marvel, born out of a genius’s mind. A gush of cool wind welcomed us as we stepped out of the lift and reached the gallery on the first level. The queue for the lift to reach the second level was long again. I decided to stay at the first level and enjoy the sights of gorgeous Paris. The neatness was obvious, and the green cover appeared ample. The makeshift stadium which we saw from the coach looked graceful. The Trocadero platform looked calm, from where we had viewed the glittering Eiffel two nights ago. The panoramic view of Paris was simply majestic and spoke volumes about the prosperity of the place. The level had all the amenities, with uninterrupted wi-fi and the cleanliness was extraordinary. The Eiffel Tower faced controversy during the initial period. It was criticised by some of France’s leading artists and intellectuals for its design, who did not believe it was feasible and objected on artistic grounds. However, it soon became a global cultural icon of France and one of the most recognisable structures in the world. The Eiffel Tower is the most visited monument with an entrance fee in the world and receives visitors in huge numbers every year.

    Post lunch, we boarded a cruise on the river Seine for an orientation tour of Paris. The cruise glided under the bridges of Paris and gave a breathtaking view of a succession of beautiful monuments along the waterway as we listened to commentary about Paris. The lady commentator spoke in English, Spanish and French, providing live commentary about Paris and its history, monuments, and architecture.

    The cruise ride marked the end of our tour. We were going to board a flight to our home country the next morning. As we bid adieu to Europe, all of us had mixed feelings. On one hand, we were immersed in the exquisiteness of Europe, but on the other, we felt sad about departing with the group members, who had become almost a family. Europe has gifted us lovely memories which will stay with us for life. While I enjoyed viewing magnificent places, I also felt a striking absence of many virtues in my home country, which were predominant in Europe almost like a culture. Every city we visited showed the highest regard for human life and a deep concern for children. The neatness was palpable everywhere, and the traffic was exceptionally disciplined. The cleanliness was praiseworthy. The infrastructure was of an outstanding technical grade and was user-friendly too. There were no banners, placards, posters or any kind of audiovisual display exhibiting religious, political or social matters. Billboards were almost non-existent. We did not see pushing and shoving anywhere. Even the most packed places showed quietness and tranquillity. Many prominent edifices were beautified, but did not pose gaudy. There was no lack of glitter, yet it never appeared ostentatious. I believe the progress, the prosperity and the serenity Europe or similar places demonstrate can only be attained by following a path of honesty, hard work and commitment. I wish to see more of Europe in the future.

Adios Europe, until we meet again!

(Roissy-en-France- 02 May, 2024)

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Europe: 9. Disneyland - A tour of childhood

    The excitement was easily read on our faces. In spite of staying up quite late the previous night, we forgot about the exhaustion. Even before reaching the actual place, the magic of Disneyland had already taken charge of our minds. So much so, that we forgot to enjoy the surroundings, and got busy making plans of the rides we would go for and the shows we would try not to miss. Located about 30 kilometers from Paris city, Disneyland Paris is an entertainment resort. It has a golf course, two parks, two convention centres, hotels, restaurants, shops, departmental stores and dining centres spread over more than 5000 acres of land. The resort is operated by a division of The Walt Disney Company. Disneyland Paris is Europe’s most-visited tourist destination and the largest single-site employer in France with nearly 17,000 employees. Disneyland Park opened with the resort in 1992 and is based on a scale larger than the original Disneyland in California and the Magic Kingdom in Florida.

    Right from the entry gate, every setting was such as to attract the attention of the children unmistakably. Each signpost, each hoarding was colourful and striking, bearing charming pictures of popular Disney characters. As soon as we entered the resort, a beautiful garden welcomed us, which was full of a variety of lovely flowers. The tulips were familiar, but other flowers were new to us. The fountains were refreshing. As the tiny tots began to gather, the music of their chit-chat filled the atmosphere with glee. It was a great delight to see so many children in colourful attires and fancy headgear, who were all engrossed in the existing moment. Our first ride was ‘It’s a Small World’. We were specifically urged not to miss the ride. It is an old mill boat ride and is a part of the ‘Fantasyland’ area in the park. The ride features over 300 dolls, which operate through a robotic animation technique. The dolls in traditional costumes from cultures around the world perform in a spirit of international unity. I was completely immersed in the delightful show. The mesmerising ride made no mistake in taking me back to my childhood days. At one point in time, I also thought of making a loud cheer as the surrounding children did. The tiny tots watching the fascinating show were so fortunate to enjoy things at the right age. The entire show seemed like the outcome of a brilliant mind, an in-depth study of children’s psychology, and revealed an amazing sense of art. A complex theme of international solidarity was explained to tender minds in a beautiful and entertaining manner. The title track which played in the background was ‘It's a Small World’, a popular song by the Sherman Brothers, and had a theme of global peace. ‘It's a Small World’ is perhaps the most publicly performed song of all time.

    Being a holiday, the park had a lot of visitors. School children could be seen in their sports uniforms who had come to the park on a vacation. We had to wait for an exceptionally long time to get entry to any ride. We missed ‘The Lion King’ show as we were still in the queue when the show began. We switched rides, but could not avoid long queues. We finally managed to watch the ‘Pirates of the Caribbean’ ride. It was again a kind of mill boat ride. All the sets in the series were beautifully created. The characters looked so factual. I wished I could shake hands with them. The scenes were exactly recreated along with the background score. It was almost like watching a 4-D movie. The scary scenes seemed impressively real, so much so that children could be heard screaming. On a couple of occasions, the speed of the boat increased unexpectedly and gave the feel of an adventure ride. It was sheer joy to watch Johnny Depp, mischievously waving at us, enjoying his wine, sitting atop the looted treasure which was seen spread all around him. Believe it or not, but, Johnny Depp looked so actual. Kudos to the artists and the technique!

    Due to the long queues, we decided to watch the road shows, a kind of parade which operates continuously on the streets inside the park. The shows take guests on a journey through time to discover the stories of Disney Animation and Pixar - from timeless classics to the most recent hits. We saw two such delightful shows featuring Mickey, Minnie, Goofy, Donald, Timon, Joy, Mirabel, Miguel and a host of Disney and Pixar characters. Over 50 characters, wearing lovely costumes, singing, dancing and bursting with popular songs and stories, perform on the streets and entertain the audience. The characters mingled with the children around and played with them. The children were undoubtedly happy as anticipated. However, the happiness and the contentment of the parents were also conspicuous. Children were eager to have a glimpse of the popular characters who were waiting at various locations. They were actually artists, dressed like the characters. There were long queues of girls to click a photograph posing with the popular fairy-tale characters. The cute little girls waiting for their turn were also dressed in fairy-tale costumes or beautiful frocks and robes. The boys were busy clicking photographs, posing with Aladdin characters. Many of us tried adventure rides and were thrilled. Indiana Jones was one such ride, scaring the hell out of everyone. The screams said it all.

    The clock was ticking slowly to the moment everyone was waiting for - Disney Stars on Parade. We reached Main Street a bit early to secure a suitable place to sit and view the parade. But people had already begun to gather at the location. Soon both sides of the road were packed with the audience. Children were given the front rows to have an unobstructed view. Unaware of the parade, some tiny tots were playing on the street. The volunteers were busy insisting the parents take care of the children and clearing the way. We could feebly hear the music and the beats. The parade had begun. The cheering got louder as the music got clearer. The magic filled the air as the parade reached our location and the floats made their enchanting appearance. Various Disney characters wearing dazzling costumes were seen on their colourful floats against a backdrop of enthralling music. It was all about the thrill, fun, joy and amusement. The excitement in the atmosphere was palpable. The delight on everyone’s faces clearly exhibited the bliss and the exhilaration. The show reminded me of my school days when I watched the Mickey and Donald shows on the television on Sundays. I have not seen all the Disney movies. I was not familiar with many characters either. However, the show enthralled me with its charm and enthused the child hidden within me. The ecstasy on the faces of children was unique and could not be described. One has to actually be there to experience the magic.

    I had only read and heard about the thrill of Disneyland till I visited there. After reading about it, I figured out Disneyland to be merely a children’s amusement park. However, I was overwhelmed when I visited the place myself. There were no such parks or rides during my childhood. I have visited some such amusement parks in India and watched many animations made for children too, but none could engage me so much. Every little setting was planned from the children’s point of view. The design of the park was entirely dedicated to entertaining children. Even the pizza we had for lunch was Mickey-shaped. It was a pleasure to see a massive setup exclusively created for children. The efforts made solely for the children were praiseworthy. It clearly showed the commitment towards bringing up the new generation in a healthy way.

    Every one of us was thrilled and contented. Almost all of us relived our childhood for a day. The highlights of the day began to gather in my mind. A moment once gone never returns. The arms of the timepiece cannot turn rearward. Nonetheless, I can urge the clock to keep reminding me of the reminiscences of my childhood. I sincerely wish the fond memories to stay with me and keep the child within me dynamic.

Sing a cradle song, tranquil,

Fill me with sweetness soothing,

Stroke my locks with fondness,

Like a morning breeze of spring,

Feel the tap of my tiny toes,

While I roll on the lawn, hopping,

Help me make each moment of my childhood,

Joyous and fulfilling.

(Roissy-en-France- 01 May, 2024)

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Europe: 8. An evening in Paris

     As I said earlier, we bid goodbye to Switzerland with a heavy heart. Yet another pretty train passed by the hotel and brought a smile on my face. Had there been a Trevi fountain in Switzerland, I would have certainly thrown a coin and made a sincere wish to visit Switzerland one more time. The place had mesmerised almost every one of us by a beauty which was beyond anyone’s capacity to express in any way. I stayed in the mountains for a long time when I was serving in the Indian Army. Apart from the places of postings, I have also visited some of the beautiful mountain ranges in India. But none can match the gorgeousness of the Swiss Alps. From the freshness of the grass to the brilliance of the pristine waters, every aspect seemed exquisite. The geography is quite different and has blessed the place abundantly. As we moved away from Switzerland, our surroundings changed dramatically. Although the settings were nice, they appeared average to our minds, which were immersed in the aura of Switzerland. The traffic was greater than what we saw in Italy or Switzerland and gave us a slight hint of the buzz of Paris, perhaps the most happening place in Europe. The number of beautiful cottages went down and both sides of the road showed sprawling fields, some of them green while some were ploughed. We saw large warehouses, storage spaces, and small and large industrial setups on both sides. Some of the setups were spread over a few miles. We saw manufacturing facilities of some of the popular brands also. France is home to a huge manufacturing industry and is a leading country in the research & development sector. We crossed Basel, a place known for industry. We were carrying packed lunch boxes. We had a lunch break in a park, within the premises of one of the Autogrill outlets in a place named Troy. We have stopped at a couple of Autogrill outlets during our tour so far. Each one of them was spread over a large area and provided with all the essential amenities like a park, lavatories, shops, eating outlets, snacks & beverage vending machines, and ample parking space. I noticed that people were fond of enjoying coffee in the traditionally shaped small cups made of bone china, which were invariably white. On this tour so far, I realised that Europeans worked hard with sincerity, but even then, no one was in a hurry. They were prompt, yet they looked calm. Be it a long queue at St. Peter’s in the Vatican or a large crowd at Piazzale Michelangelo in Florence, orderliness seemed to be a way of life and was palpable at every step. Cleanliness at every such place was outstanding. Discipline was almost a culture.

     As per the itinerary, we were supposed to reach the hotel in the evening and proceed on the onward journey the next morning. However, our tour manager suggested a night tour of Paris city. Some of us, including me, were not ready initially, as all of us were feeling tired. Moreover, we were supposed to proceed to Disneyland quite early the next morning. After some deliberation over the matter, we all decided to go for it. We reached the hotel after dinner, freshened up hurriedly, and gathered in the lounge to board a coach. As the coach reached the highway, the twinkling outskirts of Paris welcomed us. As we got nearer to the city, the humble twinkling soon became a shimmer, giving us a glimpse of the extravaganza of Paris. The capital and the largest city of France, Paris, is the fourth-largest city in the European Union. It is one of the world’s major centres of commerce, fashion, culture, international relations, arts, science, and yes - gastronomy. We entered the city and the dazzling Paris began to show off. It is said that Paris was the first place in the world which introduced street lighting, and eventually was called the City of Lights. Although the shops were very modern, the vintage setup of the road was preserved. We were exploring Champs-Elysees street, the world’s most beautiful avenue, which is known for its world-famous theaters, cafes, and luxury shops. The road made of blocks is still preserved, offering a feel of the olden days. Similarly, the designs of the footpaths, walkways and streetlights were preserved too. The only difference was that of the material of the lamps. In the olden days, oil lamps were lit in the evenings, and were kept glowing till dawn. Although the lamps are now operated electronically, they create a similar aura even today. After every short distance, the design of the streetlights changed. Every lamp post and the lamp body were elegantly designed. The glow of each unique lamp was humble but classy enough to get noticed amidst the modern gleam. We got down from the coach just close to ‘Arc de Triomphe’, a grand monument. It is located at a juncture formed by twelve radiating avenues. The Arc de Triomphe honours those who fought and died for France in the French Revolution and Napoleonic wars. The names of all French victories and generals are inscribed both on its inner and outer surfaces. Beneath its vault lies the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier from WW-1. An eternal flame burns in memory of the dead who were never identified. The Arc de Triomphe is an architectural masterpiece which narrates an interesting history. Like other monuments and structures we saw in Italy, the Arc de Triomphe also reveals the exclusive talent of the great artisans of the era. The Arc de Triomphe stood majestically, humbly illuminated from all sides. We drove down a little ahead and had our first glimpse of the iconic tower of France. We got down from the coach in a square near Trocadero. We walked down to a large open area of Trocadero and were just speechless. The iconic Eiffel Tower stood grand. It was an enormous structure, with all its outlines lit with beautiful lamps. The beauty and the grandeur are beyond my capacity to express them. The tower left me amazed, awestruck, and stunned. I kept on watching it for a long time. As per the prevalent practice, the lights of the tower blink every hour for a minute. There were more than three thousand people on the Trocadero platform, who all cheered together, as the lights of the tower began to blink and dance at the stroke of 11 in the night. But I liked the humbly lit tower more than the one with the dancing lights.

     We spent some more time at the Trocadero. The Eiffel Tower was just haunting. I could not take my eyes off it for a long time. The crowd at the Trocadero was massive, but there was no pushing and shoving. Every one cheered, but there was no exhibition of frenzy and the conduct was decent. Some of us bought souvenirs of the Eiffel Tower too. Soon it began to rain and we had to rush to our coach. The roads, shops, and streetlights lured us again as we drove through the city. The shops were dazzling, but looked aristocratic. The cafes were scintillating, but showed quietness. The billboards were fewer and were brilliant. Every setting appeared vivid, yet had a touch of elegance. Paris had kept its promise of being grand and posed gracefully. But honestly, it was more than that. The day’s journey revealed the sheer prosperity of France, and the evening in Paris was much more than just regal.

(Roissy-en-France- 30 Apr, 2024)

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