Tag Archives: Festivals of India

Wish I was a Kite..

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Wish I was a Kite..

Wish I was a kite..

flying up up in the sky..

dancing with the wind; not worrying about somebody looking at me with hunting eyes..

unaware about the cruel ugly hearts that exist..

believing in the fellow kites,  enjoying my flight..

 

I wanted to write something about Makar Sankranti , festival now known specifically for Kite flying.  But I’ve been clouded with this negative mist that I am not able to see anything beautiful around..

I am so shaken with the recent events in my country that I am just not able to write about anything nice about ‘My India’..

Being a woman is  such a beautiful feeling.  But one thing that she lacks most is ‘Freedom’.

Freedom to move freely on the streets without being followed.

Freedom to laugh without worrying about giving a ‘Wrong Sign’.

Freedom to enjoy long walks without keeping in mind the time to return.

Freedom to move without being noticed…

Freedom to be just her..

I am just not being me lately…

But the teacher whose name is life has all shades and hues..

And has the magic to turn black into blue..

Have a Happy Day.

Be Safe.

 

 

 

Lok Rang — Folk Dance Festival

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Lok Rang — Folk Dance Festival

 

Namascar Everyone!

As I told you there is no ease to celebrations here in Jaipur.  Sweet winters have knocked on the doors of the city and thus begin the season of exhibitions.  Starting from October and resting sometime in January, Jaipur will see  a series Handicraft exhibitions and cultural fests.  Just enough to keep the Jaipurwalas and the tourists busy all winter.   Check this link below for the glimpse of Lok Rang the Folk Dance Festival 2012 that commemorated day before yesterday at The Jawahar Kala Kendra, our local cultural center.

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No no this is no Halloween party, these artists are dressed in different mythological characters.  Here in India people know the characters by the way they are dressed.   Every mythological character has distinctive dressing style and it remains same in every story (almost thousand).  Well they  supposedly wore Divya Vastra  that is the divine clothing (doesn’t require dry-cleaning!!)

These artists are depicting some or the other divinity.   It would be too early right now to tell their mythological names and their respective stories.  But don’t worry will be sharing more with different contexts.

Its been 19 years since this festival started.  A nine-day long celebration comprising of evening performances by folk dancers from all over India, art & craft bazaar (market) and most of all lovely regional food stalls.

The place, Jawahar Kala Kendra has a model village with rural ambiance.  It is a hub for folk culture, Indian art, theater, exhibitions.  You’ll find exquisite handicrafts, local jewellery, furniture, paintings, traditional clothing, local toys.

For more photographs of the first day of the Dance Festival click the link below.

Lokrang-2012

I will be back with fresh photos and news from the festival soon.

Till then Namascar.

Thanks for visiting my blog.

Happy Day!

Durga!! Durga!!

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Durga!! Durga!!

Durga! Durga!

Indian Exclamation (particularly Bengali) of saying O My God.! Though all Indians swear their words with God, but I just love the way a Bengali says–Durga Durga.  It sounds like–Dugga! Dugga!.

Rich Red–Color of strength..

I love the richness of culture that the people of my country bring in together.
There are characters (millions) each unique, with their own values, their views, their own feelings & expression.

People fill a land with vibrations.  An old Indian saying is, “Feelings make a stone turn into  God”. Meaning, a place of worship is sacred because of the feelings that are attached to it..

Day before yesterday was the last day for Navratri and fortunately I got the opportunity to visit the Puja Pandal  i.e. the community celebration of Bengali Hindus to worship Goddess Durga.  The first thing that hits when you enter an Indian worship place is ‘smell’.  The strong smell of Dhoop (a complex mixture of powdered wood with Indian sacred plants) enters yours nostrils and reach deep in.. It was all smoky, dense and mystical.

Bengali Celebrations are quite musical (well so are most of the other Indian celebrations) .  The devotees were tapping their feet and swaying in the loud, soul-churning music of Dhol and Kartaal.  

swaying crowd

It started with slow beats and kept on rising, rising..

Men & women were dancing.  Even the priest was matching the beat while swaying the  Diya (fire lamp) in circular motion to the Deities.

I felt like dancing myself.  Difficult to control a beat so powerful.  Unfortunately, I was not carrying my camera and thus I missed some beautiful shots.

It was almost a forty minute long puja. Amazing I must say.  An experience must to have.  I  always believed that if we don’t feel religious we shouldn’t do all these rituals.  But to experience the spiritual aspect of a thing, we need to let go of ourselves with the swing.

Forgetting of who you are and what you are doing at the present moment lets your soul  Feel.

With this blog I am trying to do the same. I am closing my eyes to the world that my eyes see and let my soul perceive..

Some may feel I am  overly in love with my surrounding. But that is what I am.

Loving the city that I once wanted to leave and settle elsewhere.

Loving the celebrations that I used to avoid as a teenager.

Loving everything that I missed out seeing and experiencing while being too busy becoming a person.

Good Day to All!!