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
I was looking through some of my older photos and found this one that I had somehow missed posting...... We were on our way to Morachi Chincholi and all of us were stunned to see this wonderful sight before us.... the sun setting over the hills and the moon rising.... This pic was taken at a point where we could see both of them together...
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nature is amazing isnt it..we just dont pay attention to it ..wonderful sighting
ReplyDeleteThats my native place.NIce to see this picture.
ReplyDeleteLovely picture Anu. If I was posting it I would crop out the black part but maybe you left it for the effect?
ReplyDeleteBeautiful picture, I love it when the moon is up in daylight!
ReplyDeleteWhat a rare one, indeed! I'm so happy that you posted this; reminded me of the moon and sun in one photo when I was in Matheran.
ReplyDeleteYes, a beautiful sight. :)
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