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...
Typing with one finger bandaged is not easy. I feel like I am going back to those days when I had to type with one hand, searching for the letters! Which is why I havent been able to post often.... and posting only photos gets boring after a while... So, when I saw that Deepak had tagged me on his post , I was actually happy to pick up the tag and do a post... I am one of those who never knows what to write or post when tagged... and usually end up forgetting about it, but this one was about photography, and I have so many on my comp that it was actually a great chance to use some of them! So, getting to the post, this is my entry for the Capture the colour contest held by TravelSupermarket.com.. The challenge is post photos that capture the 5 colours - Yellow, Red, Blue, Green and White. I have chosen to post photos of places I havnet yet written about on the blog..... Yellow - Yellow reminded me of the sun... and I had many photos of the sun clicked at various ti...