Leh I came in spite of the collapsed bridge, but I will speak later.
are in Leh and I am writing to noise of the generator. . . the lights went out and they turned on the generator.
The last evening I spent Pibiting with Tseten Dorjai, his son was invited to dinner with Tina and Eliane.
Tseten is a very intelligent person, we chatted pleasantly about many things. At one point we had a question when we were not able to respond. In a very ironic
asked us why we really like this place? Do you like the dust? I like the wind? or you like it for the rough roads that put a strain on your back?
When we were not able to respond, but later in the night I felt the need to explain why I like this place. I wanted to explain at least one of the reasons, since he first to go to bed he told me he would like to make a film on the Zanskar is today, because it is well aware that things are changing quickly and that future generations would not forget where they came from and what their culture. I said good idea, but you can also write. Ask the old and write, you write the stories of the grandparents of your child. The words remain.
is one of the reasons why I have so much in Zanskar.
I told him that I was born in a village in the Langhe, I was four years old when I moved to Turin, because up there on those hills hard and hard my parents could not live.
I was all summer with my grandparents and I spent in the Langhe even the Christmas holidays. Up there at that time we had no running water, we had no bathroom and the toilet was outside, just like here now. When did my brother was born, in '62 the situation was still the case. In the winter we had one room heated. I went to bed and see out the window with his nails scratched the ice crystals.
My mother wrote a lot about that time and my brother is continuing.
My mother wrote that before moving to Turin went to the market in Alba, 20 km from the village, walking or cycling, laughing, joking and singing along with many friends. They had high hopes.
Now we are all wealthy, have comfortable homes and heated, now go to Alba for only 20 minutes by car, but each one is traveling alone on his car. Do not laugh and do not sing anymore.
We lost a lot. Here in Zanskar
see the kids go to school and I think I see my mother or my father, the situation was the same. The Zanskar-pa so serene and so hospitable remind me of the old Langhe, were so. Equal. Characters difficult and often incomprehensible, but so much humanity that has now lost.
's why I love this country, that's why we live well despite the difficult conditions.
The world is changing, it is inevitable and necessary, what I want is that the Zanskar-pa had better living conditions and achieve welfare without making the mistakes we did. I know it is a utopia, but we hope and try.
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