Life teaches you so much when you are on your way.
Its such a great feeling to be just you, deserted road ahead of you because you have chosen the less traveled path, mile stones all along the way reminding that the destination never ends, unexpected shower drenching you to core making you feel the chillness, scorching sunlight burning you down reminding that we are just helpless in front of nature, occasional cool breeze bringing the joy within you when you have offered less resistance to it and on and on.
Life teaches you so much when you are on highway, its like reading those spiritual holy books :) which assures you to teach on how to live. But here the results are always guaranteed.
If i am given an option to choose my way then its always the HIGHWAY.
Yes, I am back from Haj. I am sure any art lover will agree with me if I coin Kavishaila as "Kavigala Mecca".
Recently i came across a documentary on Kavishaila, ever since i watched that program there flourished a desire to visit & capture this sacred place. Thanks to my friend Archana, the very moment she invited me for her sisters wedding at shimoga i decided i will make a trip to Kuppalli (around 75 kms from shimoga).
Its such a great feeling to be at the place where he sat and composed those great master pieces. They have refurbished his old home at Kuppali and converted it into a museum of all his literary works and an artistic monument has been erected at the place where he is laid to rest.
Please find below a small tribute to the great legend.
After lot of hiccups we finally made it for Anish's wedding right on time for the lunch , thus missing the moments of actual ceremony and the glamour :) .
I always wondered why is that many term Kerala alone as "GODS OWN COUNTRY" , as if other places are created by some devils :). But was kind of satisfied with their claims after this tour.
Every one desires to have a final boarding pass to Heaven, which is said to be place only for the blessed ones where the greenery exists as far you eye, where the rivers are flooded with wine , fed with delectable food served by beautiful women.
There ends the similarities of Kerala with heaven :).
Once again wishing Anish a happy & prosperous married life. And a special thanks to Ajish & Ashish for such a lovely hospitality.
“My Ganesha is more beautiful and he has bigger tummy than yours! “, these were the words of my four year old nice Laxmi when she came for Ganesha Chaturthi yesterday. Her comments were filled with great authority and warmth as if she is talking about her very close friend. It made me think why is that all kids feel so related only to Ganesha even though we have so many gods out there.
Even I was crazy about him as a kid, may be because Ganesha is more of a cartoon character figure than a god. He is so much fun filled with the elephant face and equipped with weird costumes like snakes and rats as his friends. These fairy tale details leave a long lasting imprint in these tender brains forever. And the other reason being most kids have grown up listening to the ever interesting heroic deeds of bal Ganesh.
Every child loves to hear/see the little elephant faced kid doing mischievous things and still escapes uncaught from the radar of elder’s not to do list. One thing why everyone likes this festival was that he was one god who felt more like a friend and secondly because of those yummy sweets prepared for him. You know it’s not a joke to raise an elephant :).
Those childhood memories still remain so fresh in me, when we used to live in a small rented place which did not have the luxury of a separate pooja room. Hence a small portion of the kitchen shelf was converted as a guest room for Ganesha during his stay.
Usually the festive fever would start almost a week before his arrival and each year we would plan his stay to at most fun with newer decorations and sweets. His three day stay would be a treat for everyone at home as if our very close relative is at home and we would be literally crying when the third day arrives where in we have say good bye to him.
As my hairs turning grey, the fear and the feeling of god in me totally changed but the very love for Ganesha still remains with the freshness as it bloomed. Even though all these gods are just an ideology and part of those brilliantly depicted epics, I bow myself to the level of creativity and passion with which these characters have been evolved over time.
I was always left with no word when I used to hear those incredible fables of lord Ganesha. He turns out to be a hero for me during my childhood days. He seemed to be so different and appealing in all means when compared to other gods.
The idea of cloning or bringing up a child in the labs artificially has been very new to the world. But you will be surprised if I tell you that Ganesha too came into existence by one of these similar means. Yup! He was given life by his mom “Paru :) alias Parvathi”, using the dust or dirt/skin from her body. Hence technically he evolved out of some cultured cells from his mom. Isn’t his birth so fascinating :) and challenging to the science at those times.
It’s proven that the technology of organ transplantation existed very long ago because the very first organ transplantation was conducted on Lord Ganesha. He still holds the world record of only person who has been transplanted with a head of a different species.
Few of my favorite fables of Ganesha were when his stomach bursts and he holds back by tying the snake as his waist belt, he also negotiates with the passing by rat to be his vehicle to reach his home and later on in the war field he breaks his one of his tusks and uses it as a weapon. All these qualities of him demonstrate the art of living and also his managerial qualities.
Anyways I had a great time yesterday with Ganesha and do check few of the photographs of his stay.
Everyone likes skin :), I don’t find anyone disagreeing with me. If they do then I presume they are pretending or else they are those deeply depressed souls who don’t get a curve on their lips even when tortured with laughter drug injected straight into their veins.
Its from those Adam and eve's time that people are interested in having an attractive skin and even more gorgeous attire to compete with the layer below. Most of the times we feel that the apparel adored by others are more appealing than with what we are covered with. It is very evident if you look out, if you see a gorgeous model with a lovely skirt on a television ad the very next day you can find your colleague gowning it even though it might not suit her.
Time have changed now and we cannot generalize these clothe things as feminine. As girls step out of the doors and demand an equal rights in all the things guys do, so does guys skid behind and do things which girls once adored. Even guys now a days talk about clothes, ear rings and skin coloring :).
I accompanied my niece the other day to circus and everyone was applauding and delighted when an elephant covered with denim trousers and jacket emerged behind the screen. I could not laugh as i was thinking what the elephant's state would be with those skin tight costumes. Even my sis used to dress up our doggy "Tony" with shorts & T-shirt for any occasion at home and all visitors would appreciate and feel elated but when undressed we will find him running around with such a joy stating that this is how he likes to be. Even though we find varying colors in skins across the globe, all are born with beautiful skins and undoubtedly the best and comfortable attire to fit in. But the society or the culture demands us to follow a certain code hence we get wrapped ourselves with the best wrapper we find but alas it should be comfortable enough.
They say beauty always lies beneath the skin but most of us are not equipped with the instrument to visualize what lies beneath. Hence the outer cover is also as important as what lies in the book in order for a normal reader to grasp them.
May be that's the reason why i keep changing my blog skins so often, hope it looks sexy :)
Life teaches you so much when you are on your way.
