As I was brushing my teeth, I took note of some interesting things, which gave me idea about how one could manage to stay on a road outside the protective walls of his house for nine months: minimalism.
To take a bath, a regular farmer needed only the bare-minimum items: a soap, some water, and clothes to change into, and that was it. If bucket and mug were not available, a man could bath by stooping under a tap or watering himself using a hose. A rope was all one needed to hang the wet clothes. Minimalism: that sounds quite like a modern term, but it is an essential part of the lives of these people who are not yet fully conversant to the dialing pad of an android phone!
Farmers' Protest taught me the’s the simplest take to life. As you are not obsessed with physical beauty, you do not require a mirror. An old man standing there, capturing everything with his eyes like me, waiting for his turn to bathe, randomly untied his turban from his head, used the wooden comb (kangha) tucked in his hair to comb them, and just like that, without needing anything, tied it again – all of this standing here, waiting subconsciously for his turn.
This lesson was really important. As aforementioned, I had come for one day but had decided to spend night here on a hunch. I didn’t have any pajamas to change into, nor a toothbrush, nor another set of clothes. The protest taught me to survive with all I had – and to be honest, it wasn’t even a tad difficult!
Minimalism is really fun, it makes life simple, but when it comes to you naturally, instinctively, it works wonders!
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