“The Trinity"
By
J.L. Gupta
Italy
is not merely the land of Fiat and Ferrari. Or of pizza and pasta. It is a
treasure trove. Every city offers a slice of history. Each stone has a story to
tell. And it does not take long to discover it.
In
the morning, the cruise ship was docked. At a short distance from the port. A
ferry took us to the shore. The port was the city of Livorno in district Tuscany.
It seemed to be a busy commercial centre. However, we boarded the bus for Pisa
- the birth place of Galileo. After weaving our way through some streets, we
were on the highway. No six lanes. Just a dual carriageway. But the traffic was
very orderly. Nobody honked. None changed the lane without giving a proper
indication. Everyone was fast. Yet, nobody seemed to be rash or in a rush.
The
drive was good. There was a lot of greenery all through. No plastic. No slums anywhere.
It virtually seemed as if we were passing through a forest. There was a refreshing
freshness about the environment. A distinct scent in the air. In an hour, we
had reached our destination. We were in Pisa. A city in the central part of Italy.
The
first impression was like that of a small Indian town. The people were mostly
moving on cycles. After a short walk through what may be compared to the
Chandni Chowk in Delhi, we turned left. And as we moved, the sight was superb.
Really breathtaking. Just fascinating. It is vividly etched in memory.
The
Baptistery is round in shape. It has a big dome at the top. The guide told us
that the "acoustics are said to hold a sung note for minutes." He tried
to prove it with the clap of his hands. He was right. The Cathedral is a huge
structure. It had taken about 29 years to build it. It houses Giovanni Pisano's
ornate pulpit and "swath of Gothic reliefs."
Then,
there is the Tower of Pisa. It is leaning about sixteen feet. Still, it is
stable.
But
the buildings do not betray their age. Because these are well maintained.
Restoration is a continuing process. It was going on. And these are kept clean.
There was not a speck of dust on any stone, door or wall. Not an extra blade of grass or a weed in any
of the lawns. The whole place looked neat. Spick and span. It was beautiful.
The
roads are narrow. Yet, the traffic is always on the move. The greenery is good.
The trinity of the Baptistery, Cathedral and the Tower presents a spectacular
sight. No wonder, the tourists come in large numbers. From far and near.
Irrespective of their age.
I
came back with a wish. We should also keep our monuments as the Europeans do. Shall
we? Hopefully! Some good men & women from amongst us shall try to preserve
the past for the future.
(Photos
by the author with Sony Cyber Shot)
Thanks uncle for this account. I am looking forward to revisiting Pisa after reading this. I too wish we could keep our monuments as clean. I remember doing a clean up drive once at Qutub Minar and once at the Red Fort to clear all plastic bags, and gutka packets which are the bane in India.
ReplyDeleteWe have also been gifted with Sania Maino from Italy who is now Bharat Bhagya Vidhata. Some say the former bar girl was planted by KGB, in the lap of a dynasty descendant with ulterior motives. The results are for any body to see-it may be hard to find an Indian in India-either there are Begali Marathis or kannads or Muslims, sikhs, chritian.. or Mayawatis and Devilal castes and clan..A ray of light may be imagined in remote corner..?
ReplyDeleteReally challenging to decide as to what are you better as....as a wordsmith who weaves a magic of words or as a photographer who seems to conjure up anything like a wizard.
ReplyDeleteNicely written and precise as ever. I wish people would take inspiration from it and attempt to take care and replicate the same in their immediate surroundings. Makes me wonder what a beautiful place our country can be, if we take care of our motherland, the way Italians do. That beauty is also reflected in their cars, be it Ferrari, Alfa Romeo, Maserati, Lancia, Lamborghini, Pagani, Pininfarina, Bertone or Fiat, which by the way, has won the European Car of the Year the maximum number of times.
ReplyDeletePhotographs that build words and words that build photographs!
ReplyDeleteExcellent insight. Despite the rich heritage that our country is endowed with, we do not learn the lessons and continue to neglect them. I wonder what learning our ministers and bureaucrats bring back through expensive study tours. Simple processes the countries abroad have implemented can be easily replicated here; but, perhaps, no one cares.
ReplyDeleteWe also had the good fortune to visit this Holy Trinity a few years back. The architectural beauty and their upkeep is beyond words. We also have our Taj Mahal, one of the wonders of the world, but its entrance, up keep and
ReplyDeleteTaj Mahal, Ajanta Ellora and all other monuments makes us hold our heads in shame. (:
ReplyDeleteExcellent travelogue with a potent message ironically for the land that has given birth to the divine trinity of Brahma, Vishnu and Mahesh. However, till the time we create capable citizens like the author, I have hope .... and faith that we shall overcome.
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