A life simple, peaceful, countryside - India

Rajasthan, the the ever so magical fusion of history, culture, beauty, also known as one of the epitome of our heritage. With its bewitching landscapes,vivid colors, and timeless stories, the state is not just about tourist attractions, it is about a way of life that has been embedded for centuries.

One example of this is the home life in the rural villages, without the excitement and lambast of modern life, there is the simplicity of life.

On a recent visit to a village in one of the remote areas of Rajasthan, I had the opportunity to participate in a warm moment that embodies the spirit of Rajasthan.

While strolling through the village, the sights and sounds of the daytime unfolded around me. People strolling through these narrow alleys filled with colourful traditional attire men and women, kids running around and the heavenly smell of home cooked food.

However, there was one particular scene that stuck in my mind. So plain, yet so profound, it perfectly illustrated the resilience and satisfaction of worldly life.

In a humble, small abode I found a man bedecked in a crimson turban, a telltale sign of the nomadic Rabari tribe of Rajasthan. On the sewing machine, this man was busy sewing clothes.

He guided the thin thread deftly through the needle and then in and out of the fabric, occasionally meeting the gaze of his wife who sat nearby. Both men in Rajasthani attire were busy with their own chores, too, but there was a palpable companionship forming. The man's words were soft, and the woman nodded quietly, and revealed a life built on mutual respect and understanding.

The stripped down house that they called home was humble but provided a sense of peace lacking in a modern world obsessed with speed and things. I found myself in a small, cave like room with a mattress, but with no bedsheets or soft pillows.

It was as spartan as I have ever encountered. There were few ornate furnishings, no electronic devices, no distractions at all. No, the room was a snapshot of their lifestyle, grounded, uncomplicated and firmly tied to the earth they occupy.

It was a stark contrast to the modern world. While so many of us are always wanting more - more stuff. more status, more success-this couple had discovered the universe within the walls of their own small home.

Do not shape their lives around wealth, but they are happy in lack of it. They were not hungry for all but were content in the quiet of their routine.

This captured moment provides insight to the soul of rural Rajasthan. It teaches us that happiness is not going to come from stuff we buy, but from the relationships we build, the labor we do with our hands, the beauty we make and in the peace we make where we are.

When everything around us seems to be racing ahead, with information flying by at breakneck speed, we can easily overlook the importance of slowing down and enjoying the present. But time seems to stand still somehow in Rajasthan's idyllic villages, and it is in this time that people seek their peace.

The man in the red turban, is from the Rabari community -an age-old clan deeply intertwined with land and culture. A nomadic community, they have roamed the length and breadth of Rajasthan for centuries, taking cattle to graze and trade,

The Rabari have a nomadic lifestyle, but such lifestyle has kept their community close and its customs alive for generations. His ancestral blood might not know the nomadic lifestyle anymore, but it carries the flame.

The man in the red turban, though he lives a different life today, his actions, his clothes, his lifestyle all speak of his ancestors.

My shorttime visit with the couple at the village home in Rajasthan gave me an unchanged view towards simplicity and lifestyle in the villages. It was a reminder that life is about so much more than wealth and success.

True happiness is that, in those moments, those small actions of the daily life, in all those bonds that we create between living beings. The journey of this couple, and innumerable others like them, in Rajasthan, India, is one of silent resilience, contentness and a lasting bond to the land,and to one another.