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...
The hectic days of the Navaratri festival are over, but the chaos in our house continues, with repair work going on. I find myself under a virtual house arrest, which, for itchy feet like mine feels like the harshest of punishments. Stuck inside the house, I yearn for the hills and open spaces.... and feel like getting away somewhere, even if just for a short while... This tiny village tucked in amidst the western ghats, surrounded by mountains, clicked somewhere near Mahabaleshwar, is just the kind of place I would love to escape to, at the moment!
Meanwhile, my post on Wai, near Mahabaleshwar, has been featured on the Club Mahindra Blog!!!
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What a beauty! And I am exactly in the same state of mind, itching to be someplace else!
ReplyDeleteThanks Mridula!!! i guess we cant stay more than a month or so at home before the itch sets in... or i wonder, does the itch go away at all, or do we just suppress it because we have work to do?
DeleteLovely Anu! I have been to Panchgani and Mahabaleshwar many times, but stay over at Wai, never! So is there a flight to Mahabaleshwar now? Or you were going elsewhere, flying low over Wai?
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Thanks Julia! No, this is not taken from a flight... but from the winding road to Mahabaleshwar! looks just like it was taken from the air, right?
DeleteBeautiful click!!
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Thanks Niranjan!
DeleteWonderful picture
ReplyDeleteCongrats on Wai .
Thanks Vishal!
DeleteA photo from the air! :-)
ReplyDeleteAmazing shot!
Thanks P-ter! but this is not taken from the air, but from the road!
DeleteLovely photo Anu... Have been itching to escape and it seems the more i itch, the more grounded i become :/
ReplyDeleteThanks Aarti!! thats so true for me too... the more I try, the more I cant escape... the less i plan, the more I go...
DeleteThat looks like a wonderful place to escape to. Great shot!
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DeleteBeautiful capture! Happy sky watching.
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THanks Liz!
DeleteOh my, my. I don't think any place can beat the Deccan Plateau region in the monsoons. Beautiful capture, Anu.
ReplyDeleteSo true, Sudha! its certainly among the most beautiful places in the monsoons.. i can never tire of them!
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