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...
Here is what we saw in the paper, the first thing this morning.....
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Wall of education attains greater heightsSo, did you find the name? Hint: Its on the right side of the photo!
When we headed over to Phoenix Mills yesterday after a inter-school gymnastics tournament at Wadala, we had no idea it was going to be such a wonderful evening! We had taken along a few of our books to donate to the Aviva Great Wall of Education, which we had been reading about, and they turned the simple art of donating books to an event, taking photos of the people giving the books, making them feel wonderful! Here is Samhith placing his books on the wall...
The day was far from over, and we spent a wonderful hour at Hamleys, enjoying all the trains and cars, and coming back home with a Lego set we have been looking for, for the last one year!
But the best part of the evening was undoubtedly the storytelling session by Blue Fun Umbrella, which Samhith joined shyly, but then go so engrossed that he forgot all about the candy he held in his hand!!! Then came the art session, where he coloured a paper with the figure 'One' on it.... the sheets with number one to ten were given to the kids who coloured and decorated them and returned them. The sheets are to be bound in sets, made into number books and given to young street children. Interesting idea, isnt it?
Well, by the time we got back home, it was too late for anything but dinner and bed, but it was a memorable day indeed, and what better way to wake up in the morning than to see Samhith's name in the paper? Yes, his name is mis-spelled, but then that happens all the time! Even some of his school teachers still do that!!!
It's a good cause
ReplyDeleteThat is a noble cause. I am going there today. :)
ReplyDeletenice cause..only thing that when we did it, it didn't got any name or any sessions :)
ReplyDelete@Shrinidhi: Yes, it is a good cause... we anyway give away our books (mostly to make place for new ones) and this time, this just happened to come at the right time!
ReplyDelete@Nisha:have fun! there is a storytelling session today too!
@Tarun: Absolutely true! we never had encouragement like this! and anyway, this is the first such public time for us.. otherwise we usually give our books to family/friends/ school libraries!
A lovely way to spend the day and I wish they got Samhith's name right.
ReplyDeleteGreat..It is a nice idea to get children involved to inculcate our values.. Samhit looks cute... Isn't he...!
ReplyDeletecool stuff... :)
ReplyDeleteDamn.. i have been wondering for years why journos and correspondents dont spend an extra second in noting down name right...
i had my name misspelt in toi on a caferati related post.. when i wrote to the girl who'd done the article, she simply laughed and said sorry!! bah...idiots!!
Thats a nice cause.. :)
ReplyDeleteI was trying to find whose name was mis-spelled...finally got it .. :)