
The blooming mustard flowers. The sun-kissed golden wheat crops swaying in the wind. Even the gleaming buffaloes in the countryside have an esoteric appeal. Travelling through Punjab can be an exhilarating experience 8212; uplifting the spirit and bringing a smile to the lips.Recently while travelling by road from Jallandhar to Kapurthala to Amritsar and finally to Wagah, I initially thought my reaction was biased 8212; a reaction of my subconscious Punjabi roots. But it was much more than that. There is no denying that the land smells of happiness and prosperity.
It is difficult to picture a gun-wielding militant in the environs. Terrorism almost appears an aberration in Punjab. Perhaps, it was just that. The stories of bravery of the Sikh gurus fighting the coercive conversion by the Mughals and the fearless sons of Punjab defending the honour of the country at the borders, push the terrorism tales to the background. Ultimately, it was the indefatigable Punjabi will to progress and carry on with life whichdefeated terrorism, however much any police officer might want to take sole credit for it.
For the lionhearted people of Punjab, terrorism became an obstacle in their growth and development, and they overthrew it. If it were not for its people, the state of Punjab would perhaps have become another Bihar. The days of terrorism seem to have been effectively put behind. And the people of Punjab seem to have done well for themselves, restoring to their land prosperity and joy.
It is difficult to come across a single beggar 8212; either in the cities or the countryside. The poorest would perhaps be a mechanic. But what you do come across in the cities are a mindboggling number of swanky imported cars on the roads, many more than what are seen in Delhi or any other metro. Obviously, the people like to live well.
It is also difficult to come across a paan, cigarette or paan masala shop in Punjab. It is almost heartening not to see these shops which are a common sight at roadsides in all otherplaces. Instead there are milk bars selling flavoured milk and thick lassi and fresh juice shops. You can also see fresh fruit sellers lining the roadside. The dhabas are also well stocked with cottage cheese and non-vegetarian dishes, invariably cooked in desi ghee. The people of Punjab also like to eat well.
Driving past the blooming fields, the instant image that is conjured is of turbaned men in colourful clothes performing the bhangra. But one has to wait till Baisakhi 8212; April 13 8212; to witness the joyous spectacle, in celebration of the harvest. However, one doesn8217;t have to wait to see the beauty of the graceful Punjabi women. Dressed in colours which only they can carry 8212; colours which would perhaps be termed as garish if worn by somebody else 8212; flowing parandas in their hair and intricately tilla embroidered juttis adorning their feet, the Punjabi women walk proudly alongside the men.
Another lasting impression of Punjab is the magnificent GoldenTemple at Amritsar. It is a pilgrim8217;s delight 8212; not only in terms of the overwhelming spirituality it evokes but also for its cleanliness and discipline. The spotless premises 8212; comparable to hardly another place in the country frequented by pilgrims 8212; only serves to reinforce the aura of purity of the temple. The long queues to the main Harmandir Sahib are never broken and thus move fast. The Golden Temple is also a great equaliser. You can see the devotees, both poor and rich working together 8212; sweeping the marbled floor, cooking and eating at the langar.
I have heard it repeated several times that Punjab does not have a culture of its own or that its people lack culture. This, I think, is the biggest myth of all. Fighting to save the culture of the country, contributing to its prosperity and adding colour and happiness to the national panorama 8212; isn8217;t it culture enough? Punjab is all about celebration of life.