Nahan’s Silent Skies: Where Kites Lost Their Flight
The vibrant hues of kites once painted the summer skies of Nahan, a cherished memory from my childhood. Those carefree days, filled with the joyous dance of kites and the shared laughter of children, now exist only in memory.
Returning to Nahan after years, a stark change greeted me. The playful flutter of kites has been replaced by the cold, silent glow of screens. The unifying experience of kite flying, a vibrant thread in the community’s fabric, is severed.
The once-familiar sounds of whirring string and excited shouts are absent. Children, glued to their devices, miss the simple joys of a shared pastime, a connection to their heritage.
This quiet disappearance of a cherished tradition speaks volumes about the changing times. It’s a poignant reminder of the intangible losses we face as technology reshapes our interactions and erodes our cultural heritage, leaving behind only a wistful longing for simpler times. The silent skies of Nahan serve as a stark warning of what we risk losing in our relentless pursuit of progress.
