Black Dussehra

It was supposed to be a business-as-usual Wednesday for me. 21st October 2015.
But since I read the newspaper that day, to the moment i am writing this, two days after, my mind has been preoccupied with only one thing.

Two innocent kids burnt alive.

It is not the kind of thing you want to read in news. The last thing you want to read even if it were fiction. But this is real life.

Next day. 22nd October 2015. The auspicious day of Dussehra.
The mother, who suffered 30% burns and is critical, has been informed that her 3-year-old son and 9 month old girl have been charred to death.

That’s right. Her children were charred. (Read the Indian Express news here.)

How is anyone supposed to celebrate a festival after reading something like that?

I couldn’t. I have been restless ever since and there are so many questions jumping in my head.

How could any human being even think of committing such a crime? What was he (or they) thinking? What did he face to have thought of such a revenge? Has tolerance and patience in us really gone down? Or was he stupid enough to not understand the severity of the consequences of his actions? Was he under the influence of some sense altering substance?

Is caste really bigger than humanity?

I know for a fact that tolerance and patience are on a decline in general in the society. And i can say that from my own example. On a scale from 1 to 100, my patience level was at around 90 and now it is somewhere around 60. I have had my rough days, but frankly, what horrors have I really seen in my life? Only the hardships of a normal Indian girl.

Are people in today’s world really so frustrated with their lives, that they are forgetting who we really are? Humans. And not animals, who need to kill for survival. Have things really gone so worse that even babies are not spared?

What misfortunes are people facing to have gone so mindless?

Is this all politics?

Is this what they say is Kaliyuga?

Is there no hope for better days?

As you can see, i am pretty much where i left you few years back. Full of questions. And very few answers. So i’ll leave you with these thoughts and a very heavy heart, mourning for the family and praying, no other family has suffer such monstrosity.

May those tiny innocent souls rest in peace.

(Yes, i’m back to blogging.)

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Its been more than seven months now…i hope your healthy again.I hope you have found your space, and that you are at peace.I hope all the pain has vanished.I hope you are smiling again…and looking down upon us.I hope we are the reason behind your smile.I hope we are making you proud.I hope you remember me…us! i hope you see how much we still miss you…and how little time has managed to heal us,and yet life is moving on.I hope you know we will never fight your memories,instead derive inspiration from it….that will help us move on…and we will take you with us,wherever we are,you will always be with us.

I hope you are healthy again,and i hope you have found peace again.

Ganesh Utsav:Day6

Yesterday was the day when Gauri(Parvati,Ganpati’s mother) is worshipped and offered an elaborate meal,in many of Indian houses.A day before,her arrival is marked symbolically by drawing footmarks.Today she is bid farewell,and like ours,many people immerse their Ganesh idols today,with heavy hearts.

Here are photographs of the Gauri,from my friend Mangesh…im really thankful to him for keeping in mind and sending over the snaps.

A lot of effort is taken by women,like kaku here, to decorate the Gauri idols,right from the backdrop to the crown and minute details like nathni(ornament worn in nose) and bindi,like you can see in the close up here.

More images flowing your way in coming days too…keep tack!

Images courtesy:Mangesh Deshpande

aadhi vandu tuj moraya!!

Ganpati bappa morya!!!The Ganesh festival is here!Though Ganpati arrived at our home in a somber mood due to the recent mishap in the family…the enthusiasm outside is jubilant!i had gone outside to get flowers and camphor and saw families flocking the Ganpati stalls to take home their idol.I saw equal levels of the enthusiasm across three generations…grandfather,son and grandson…everyone chanting “Ganpati bappa morya” or singing “morya re!bappa morya re!‘ 

Ganpati and i have a special connection…we share our birthdays,according to Indian calender!I have immense faith in him and Ganesh utsav is a great way for manifestation of our love for the Almighty. 

I am mostly enthusiast about this festival being celebrated at home,not much about the sarwajanik mandals(public groups).Although Pune is famous for the public celebration of this festival,i would love to bring to front God residing in everyone’s homes.I have decided to share this festival with eveyone…and would be uploading new Ganesha snaps over here,throughout the festival.All my friends,and everyone else are invited to contribute photographs. 

Today im uploading shots from my home.Over last 4 years we have been using the same silver idol to contribute reducing pollution.(Ganpati idols are let out in water as a farewell at the end of festival which has resulted into major pollution especially in Mumbai and Pune)No aaras(decoration) this time…but the faith and love for Him is undying… 

Hibiscus is His favourite flower

 

Ganpati bappa morya!