'Sometimes the shadow is more depictive than the actual object'. I like following this idea. Whenever you are outdoors try to notice the things that we usually involuntarily neglect. You’ll start noticing a very new and different but collateral world coexisting. As I walked around through the crowd trying to get pictures, my attention was snatched by, of course as mentioned above, the Epicenter or the Ganesh Idols. After a while though, I thought I wasn't getting what I wanted. But first, what was it that I wanted? I did not know that either. So I paused. Looked around and suddenly a thousand different types of people and faces started appearing. Everyone distinct. Everyone important! (Because I considered each to be an independent micro universe). From infants to veterans, from rich to poor and from healthy to malnourished, an array of minions walked the face of earth right in front of me, some to get blessed by lord Ganesh, some for the experience. But there were these people who couldn't care less about the Lord. They were there to make a sale because probably their life or even that night’s dinner depended on it. One thing that made me happy was the reduced (almost nil) number of beggars present during this Festival. Each one of them tried to sell something or the other, be it the Ben10 soap bubble gun or the suddenly popular ghost masks which took the market by a swoop! The ghost masks were sure an indispensable part of this year’s Visarjan. They also proved to be interesting subjects for photography.
|Hue is on Sale!|
|Surprising to find such haunting pictures at such crowded places.|
Undoubtedly my favorite picture!
|The visitors and the vendors crowd the street during Ganesh Utsav!|
|"A Street Fight!"|
The girl threatens to hit the man with her stick for occupying her slot.
During the Visarjan rally or ‘Miravnuk’, as variety and pep fill the streets, the Dhol Tasha players become a constant source of energy and inspiration and the audience, a source of sweat! The atmosphere, though sweaty and suffocating, is as electric as it could be. Even young teens play tirelessly for hours as the unwavering sound of the Dhol Tasha fills the air. There is not a place on the entire Laxmi Road where you can just stand for even a minute. Balconies, windows, terraces, fences and any type of platforms available are jam-packed with spectators from all walks of life.
Finally as sleep started to penetrate our (i was accompanied by two of my friends for the rally) staunch will to experience the complete rally, we decided to wind up right after the Dadgusheth Ganpati crossed the Alka Chowk, the usual epicenter of the Visarjan rally. On our way back, I saw the visarjan aarti of Dadgusheth Ganpati in progess and thought of getting a few clicks, when suddenly my sight landed on the tired eyes of two of the eight bullocks who were forced to stay up all night just for dragging the ‘Rath’ or the chariot of Dagdusheth Ganpati, which according to me, though traditional, is extremely cruel and irrational exploitation of the helpless beings! The feeling was saddening and even though I tried to click a picture, I just couldn't deliver!
|"Deliver my mail, will you?"|
|The man, whose son was probably the same age as the toy vendor,|
treated the vendor extremely rudely. Where the hell is humanity these days?
|"Back Off! I'm too cute to be clicked by you!"|
|His charm and enthusiasm turned quite a lot of heads!|
|Let it rain, let it snow|
I'm going to play all night, and that is all i know!
|"GOD! I just can't catch a break!"|
|The ecstatic crowd!|
|Beware! The demon could be right amongst you!|
|"Slow Dance" is what he called it.|
|Some kind of a folk performance the kid and his grandfather put up.|
Its tough to see how much the old man had to strive for some money.
|Ganesh Visarjan got the poster excited too!|
|The over night food stalls to tend to the mid night hunger - Dosa!|
|The over night food stalls to tend to the mid night hunger - Roasted Corn!|