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Odisha Part 8: The Parasurameshwara Temple, Bhubaneshwar

The Parasurameshwara temple is one of the oldest temples in Bhubaneshwar, dating back to the early 8 th century CE. It is also one of the more intriguing temples, with a wide variety of very interesting sculptures. This temple has been attributed to the Shailodbhavas , who were Shaivites. The dynasty is named for their founder, Shailodbhava, who is said to have emerged from a rock, by the grace of Lord Shiva, in response to a prayer by a man from Kalinga, to create a man capable of ruling the earth. That this temple is dedicated to Shiva is clear, not only from the Shaiva dwarapalas who guard the entrance, but also from the numerous sculptures depicting Shiva in his many forms. However, what makes this temple very interesting is the presence of multiple images of the goddesses, especially the Saptamatrikas. The presence of different forms of the goddess, a panel depicting the marriage of Shiva and Parvati, as well as an image of Ardhanareeshwara suggest a strong Shakta influence o...

Women at work

This looks like a scene from a village, doesn't it?







Well, looks are deceptive, for it isn't a village, but just a garden, right at the centre of the concrete jungle that is Mumbai! Surprised? You should be, for there aren't many open spaces left here. This is the garden in our colony, which is a joggers park, cricket/football ground, and also a recreation area, all rolled into one! 

For four months in the year, the whole place turns into a grassland. There seems to be a great demand for the grass, for people seem to keep coming for it, apart from those hired to cut it away....Soon, the ground will be clear again, for cricket and football enthusiasts who hold matches there..... Then there are all the marriages which are held there...... The ground will be busy once again, and the last vestiges of the rains will be gone!

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  1. Hmmm...Well you should be lucky to find such open green spaces in your neighbourhood. Even though I stay in the garden city, I hardly see such open green spaces, unless I am inside Lalbagh :-)

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  2. I understand I am lucky to have a very small patch right in front of the house and some trees so I still get to see birds.

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  3. Lucky you! to have such a ground nearby. I miss Chembur :(

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  4. you've not shown the complete area/locality, but focus on a small green area...

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  5. @Sankara: Oh, we are certainly lucky to have so much of space around... unfortunately, as is frequently the case, the reason isnt all that good though! its simply because of a case going on for over 35 years that the land around our colony has been allowed to remain as it is.. so its sort of like living in the past, which isnt so bad sometimes :)

    @Mridula: you are lucky indeed... to see so many birds which i dont get to see.. ours is more of a marshland, so there are few trees and more of a mess, probably why so many birds dont approach!

    @bindhu: wish i had been able to meet you when u were here! let me know if u come this way sometime!

    @Shrinidhi: its actually quite large, but due to the grills on my window, i am not able to get a good shot... just to give u an idea, the local cricket clubs hold their competitions here, and there are sometimes two marriages held at the same time here... so u can get an idea about the size of the ground! and the entire area is filled with grass in the monsoon!

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  6. Life is still blooming amidst the concrete jungle. There is still hope for survival.

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  7. Looks like right in the middle of a field. :)

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  8. Well I was deceived for sure... Thought it was some field on the Mumbai-Pune/Nashik highway!!

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