City Faith – Ravan is Alive, Vasundhara Valley Apartments
The immortal life of the king of Lanka.
[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]
It is the morning after Dusshera. The king of Lanka is again dead.
Ravan was burned last night in the lawns of Vasundhara Valley Apartment, a residential complex in the National Capital Region of Delhi.
The late king’s innards are lying across the cold wet grass of late October. A little boy in school uniform is seated on a swing, which is making a creaking sound. The boy is quiet. There is no one else around.
It took 20 days and eight people to create the Ravan of Vasundhara Valley Apartments. Everyday, school-going friends Prakher Josan, Mahak Goyal, Sejal Sharma, Shubham Sachar, Palash Tayal, Paridhi Narayan Singh, Anurag Nirbhakar and Shreyas Negi took out an hour each from their busy academic schedules to bring the king of Lanka into life.
As happens in any war, all the hard work was burned in a matter of minutes. Nevertheless, the builders of Ravana later held a private pizza party. The venue: stairs of the T Block. The vegetarian pizza was ordered from Domino’s.
About 12 hours later, while all of Ravan seems to have turned into ashes, three and a half of his ten faces have miraculously survived. Could Ravan be alive? Perhaps the king of Lanka is hiding in one of these flats. He might reappear next year, if not sooner.
The morning after
One would be tempted to ask , “Now that they’ve had their fun, who’ll clean up that mess?”
Some underpaid maali or jamaadaar, perhaps.Our school-going friends, like all nice middle-class/upper-middle-class Indian boys, do not giving a flying toss about how their acts of celebration affect their surroundings. Thus, they have masterfully emulated the ways of their worthy preceptors and progenitors who get away with tossing toxic idols into rivers/lakes and not picking up kilos of styrofoam/plastic after those public displays of piety known as bhandaaras or langars.
Some education about environment and responsibility should be done here … everything starts in families.
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