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Showing posts with label Meerabai. Show all posts
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One man I have believed who could facilely camouflage pathos with subtle quirky humour was Charlie Chaplin.

I saw and heard Kiran Nagarkar at an event during the recently held Kala Ghoda festival in Mumbai.

And I found second such man.

Nagarkar was there for a reading of his latest book, “Extras” a sequel to his most famous and critically acclaimed work, “Ravan & Eddie”.
I got introduced to Kiran Nagarkar through his “Seven Sixes are Forty Three”, English translation of his landmark work, “Saat Sakam Trechalis”. It took almost 20 years for him to publish his second book “Ravan & Eddie” (1994). Both these books are an incredible work of literary fiction that has been injecting me with inspiration.
It is unfortunate that we did not (will not) get to see his 1978 creation, “Bedtime Stories”, which remained banned (extra-legally as Nagarkar claims) for 17 long years and now is almost extinct.
     
His miraculous writing journey continued with 2001 Sahitya Akademi Award winning “Cuckold” (published in 1997) and then in 2006, 9 years later, he published “God’s Little Soldier”. Nagarkar proved his mettle as a prolific writer seamlessly moving from contemporary themes to stories with mythological background. “Cuckold” is a tale about sorcerous Meerabai's husband, Bhoj Raj. “God's Little Soldier” deals with a liberal Muslim boy’s tryst with religious orthodoxy.
My admiration for this man is not a yesterday’s deal. I have read and re-read him through his books and interviews for a decade, almost.
In Nagarkar is an abysmal thinker who has ideas and story-telling skills that are not only abstruse but also thought provoking. He keeps you intrigued and thoughtful throughout the book. He is a laudable caricaturist.
There are not many takers for him (however the little following he has is a serious mass fond of literature). He remains largely unfound.
     
“I sold only 1500 copies in 27 years and I have entered Guinness Book of Records for that,” jokes Nagarkar.
He bristles when Marathi journalists hurl questions at him about he not writing in Marathi; it is natural for a writer who initially and originally began writing in Marathi but could not go beyond a point and switched to English.
It is a sorry state for this state where art & culture were held high once upon a time. Sadly, the Maharashtra government, and more so the literary associations, have wretchedly failed to preserve our literature. I wish Kiran Nagarkar had Kolkata or Koshi as his workplace; he would have been an icon by now. Because unlike other places, these two states strive to keep their art, culture, literature alive; their focus is on “what” and not “who”.
And I also thank God that he did not send William Shakespeare to Maharashtra for he would have perished in 4 years alone, forgetting 400 years of immortal citizenship through literary works (pun not intended).
I have regularly felt and written about the slow decomposition of Maharashtra because of its rapacious leadership. A book makes a remarkable sale of 20000 copies and then 30000 in reprint in Germany. However, our nation (or state) cannot do a little for this splendid writer. We can’t expect a Kiran Nagarkar to go on Facebook, at this age, to blare his success and gather “likes” & “fans”. He doesn’t need to. The focus of our state’s literary associations has to shift from an irritating Bhalchandra Nemade to Kiran Nagarkar. Nagarkar deserves it; Nemade does not.
I am deeply moved by the way Nagarkar is being treated, imagine his state of anxiety.
Read his interview here - http://www.dnaindia.com/lifestyle/interview_literatures-little-soldier-kiran-nagarkar_1637677
Yet he covers his anguish with little giggles, smiles, and banter – the Charlie Chaplin.
- Amol Redij

We have heard about HER, we have read about HER, she is said to be a part of HIM, she lived for HIM, we bring her in our prayers, she is inseparable from HIM, she is the epitome of devotion and Pure love.....there can never ever be anyone like her. She is Meera.

Recently I saw a program on Meera on some television channel. It's not my first acquaintance with her. I know about her. For many years I have been her fervent fan. I have heard Bhajans, Kirtans. However, I never had a chance to really know about Meerabai’s actual life. All those who adore Lord Krishna know her.

Meera's life resonates in our hearts for many reasons. The first thing about her that comes to my mind is "PURITY". Her devotion, her love for Giridhar Gopal is flawless, innocent, and pure. We all know about the greatest love stories ever told and written - Romeo and Juliet, Heer Ranjah, but Meera is simply so different. Maybe there is no comparison between her and any love story ever told.

Born to a Rajput aristocrat family, she gave up her worldly life and luxuries. Little girls play and entertain themselves with little toys; Meera was gifted with Lord Krishna's idol. She was very much captivated and adored him tremendously. She played with him, beautified him with flowers, jewels and clothes, she fed him, worshipped him, prepared food with her own hands. People were amused with her passionate attachment with her Giridhar Gopal.

There is an incident where one of her aunts who is fed up with her conviction steals the Lord Krishna's idol and asks her servant to bury it in the garden. Meera is devastated on losing her idol. It is the time for the pooja and everyone questions her about the idol. She is helpless. It is believed that Lord Krishna himself disguises as a servant and gives the idol back to Meera. The aunt and her servant are shocked. When they go to the place where they had buried the idol they find a beautiful peacock feather in the place of the idol. And they never find the servant who retrieves the idol to Meera. Fascinating!

Probably one of the biggest sacrifices she ever made was to marry another man. However, that neither broke her faith nor distracted her. "To love and live for Him" was the central theme of her songs. "Without pure love, the darling son of Nanda cannot be attained."

Have you ever loved anyone like that? Is it possible for you and me to be like her? I have no idea, but I do believe that somewhere deep down inside us, we yearn to be like her. All those who have found true love in their lives can understand what I am trying to convey. Even if we have not got what we want, we need to be contended that we have loved someone truly, deeply, and madly. Though this may seem to be deviating, it is still intact with the essence of unconditional love that will make every aspect of your life very fragrant. So, if you have ever loved someone and found your true love, make it boundary less, keep it limitless, free from any restrictions. Let love alone be your ultimate thought, path, and goal. Build that faith, trust, loyalty, devotion and unconditional love. And that is what will get you closer to Lord.

Mere to Giridhar Gopal...doosara na koi!

- Anitha Govardhan