The year was 1290 . A crowd had gathered around a clearing, where broken down pillars marked the presence of an ancient temple, now long gone. A young boy, just 14 years old, leaned against one of those pillars, deep in thought. Then, he began speaking, and the crowd fell silent, listening to his every word. He spoke without any notes, translating the Bhagavat Gita, from Sanskrit, which only the pundits knew, to the language everyone in the village knew and spoke – a variety of Prakrit which developed into the Marathi language. Even as he spoke, one of the men in the audience realized how momentous this event was, and how important this composition would be. He began writing down the words the young boy spoke, and this composition was named by its author and composer, the Bhavartha Deepika – the enlightening meaning (of the Bhagavat Gita). Now, the ancient, holy text, was no longer restricted to the pundits, but accessible to all, understood easily by them, composed as it was, in their
Christmas vacation is on, and our long vacation has been cut short to just a few days... more about that later... but as of now, we are stuck at home, with only trips to the ration office to look forward to (Ration card verification is on, you see, and there are forms to be filled.... papers to be attested.... and finally documents are to be submitted... amidst many arguments in hindi/marathi of course.....).
We decided to take a break and head out to some temples within Bombay - Siddhivinayak, Phanaswadi (Venkateswara Temple at C.P.Tank), and Mahalakshmi..... While I did click some pics of the first, I was dissuaded from using them, thanks to a couple of the army officers asking me not to click pics, so I am not going to put them up. There were no such restrictions at the other temples, but I stuck to just the outer view, and did not even try for some more....
But here are a few glimpses from our day out....
I have always been fascinated by the old houses and buildings of Bombay, and how they have taken on an entirely new look in the face of modernization....here are just a few I managed to capture on this trip....
The Phanaswadi Venkateswara Temple....
..and Mahalakshmi Temple... probably the most famous temple in Bombay.
According to one of the legends surrounding this temple, the goddess Lakshmi was roaming around, looking for a place to rest, since it was one of "those 3 dreaded days" of the month...... and all over, she was barred from entering the house. When she reached this place, she was welcomed into the house of one kind family, who cared for her, and thus she decided to bless them and stay on here for ever..... This is one of the reasons why Bombay is considered to remain wealthy at all times...
Incidentally, as the story goes, no one is ever barred from here for any reason.. what a great contrast to this day.. when we seek to separate people on the basis of religion, language, caste..... I wonder how long the Goddess would continue to remain here in this situation!!!
Nice post Anu.. Lucky you!! I'm fascinated by the old homes as well.. the first pic is awesome..
ReplyDeleteim really amazed Anu, at the kind of travel you do, be it within B'bay or outside..and then u do these lovely write ups, that makes me feel like im wasting a LOTTTTTTTTT of time, just mopping indoors.. sighh..
ReplyDelete@ Pat: thanks.... every time i pass these buildings, I think of taking pics, but this was the first time i had my camera with me....
ReplyDelete@AJCL: actually, id rather be outside the house than inside, at any given time... am not a great one for any household chores.....
This is very striking Anu. Interesting know-how of goddess Lakshmi and Mumbai! Truely loved it :)
ReplyDelete@Aarti : thanks..... it is an interesting story, and is relevant even today.. so just felt like sharing it...
ReplyDeleteYour posting about the temples in mumbai brings back my memories during my days in mumbai, I really miss it!!! Oh, I love old houses too...
ReplyDeleteYour posting has brought back my good old memories in mumbai..I like old houses too..
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