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...
...in the toy train at Elephanta.
The toy train was a new addition since the last time I visited the caves, and it was supposed to be more of a joy ride than anything else.... We took the train one way for Samhith, and while returning, walked alongside, taking pictures!
I will be part of the Lavasa Women's drive 2011. The drive is in its 3rd edition, and this year, there will be 2011 women from different walks of life participating, and helping create awareness for early detection of breast cancer in women. This is the first time I shall be visiting Lavasa, so it is certain to be an interesting experience. Besides, there is also the wonderful chance of meeting other women bloggers, which surely will be the icing on the cake.
Have a wonderful weekend, and I will soon be back with my experiences to share with all of you!
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