By Alina Chaudry
Have you ever lost yourself in “Kumbh ka Mela”… if yes you can imagine its adventure. It was not Khumb Ka Mela in my childhood when I once got lost, it was then called “Horse & Cattle Show”, although I was recovered by my family but now I am still lost in those memories. The Sultan Golden jumping over several cars & bikes, his heroic act in the car, the red & white style! There used to be the live commentary on his stunts. One could see the dancing fellows in regional Punjabi, Sindhi, KPK & Balochi dresses and the performing act with the fire, the fireworks and Qaddafi stadium filled with enthusiastic crowd. It was something more than a show.
The Horse and Cattle Show, a week-long festival used to be held in the Heart of Pakistan, the city of Lahore.
Around the stadium a huge platform of industrial Exhibition, where goods from different parts of the country depicting our culture, tradition and industrial strength were used to be on sale. Sports goods like football, our international signature like Carpets, embroidery, the cutlery , the crockery, toys, shoes & khussas, food items, latest house hold machines , automobiles, you name anything and it was there at the stalls presented by various, small & huge national, international and multinational industries. Shopping scope was so a huge and not even close to the traditional Folk Melas now being organized in the capital.
The evenings were glamorous and noon full of fun. The real competition was among the people and their cattle that used to participate in this show from almost all villages of the Punjab. They were in the big city of
Lahore for the “Healthy Competition”. The Chaudry Sab whose buffalo gave more liters of milk would won the trophy. The fastest running Ox, The fastest running dog and the fastest running horse were awarded with prizes. More over the fight among two healthy oxen was worth seeing .
Those were the times of peace. We used to be proud and owned ourselves as Daisis. We were the humble starters after we won freedom and had an identity because of this piece of Land. This land was assigned to us
so that we continue digging out treasure from it by growing cotton, Wheat, Fruits and Vegetables. We were just humble land lords and farmers who were dependent on the soil. Pakistan was supposed to be an “Agricultural Country”. That was the only sector which could make us win on international economic platform. But, unfortunately everything belonging to the villages, the land, the people, the lifestyle, the fresh air, the healthy food, the cultured norms, the family values, the Festivals and all have slowly been considered a hindrance to our fashionable modern way of living. We started thinking like industrials running after brands. We forgot the golden association with our land. And so we lost it.