A Friend …

A friend...

There are many relations in between humans one of them is friendship…

“FRIENDSHIP” seems pretty hard to be explained in words.

    A friend knows all of your secrets, He knows about your lifestyle when your lying and speaking the truth. He knows whether you’re seriously doing the given work or just pretending to do it. He is always with us in our ups and downs, Friend enhances the Energy to your soul.

Our parents teach us how to live life but, friends are actually the practical Description of Life

After a certain age, Some relations tend to take a backseat…but friendship starts from backseat till the end of life.

Just take a couple of minutes and recall your childhood, Recall all the memories you have with your friends. 

It’s really true_Life is beautiful with friends…

A Deep Admiration of friendship from team travel exploring.

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Incredible Art work…

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I never went to school in my child age, my father used to say “go to school” but I loved to see the art and the way how he sculpted the statues and also liked to play with materials made from soil.
Later I used to work with my father daily, he taught me all the Artistry and how to achieve better sculpting, slowly I accrued my craft. As this was our tradition, I continued it after he passed away.

For both the reasons one to keep my art alive in me and second to fill the stomach of my family

We all have nearly killed the Old Art.
Previously all the daily need utensils and materials were made up of the soil and that was a healthy living too, But today’s world is going all towards the modernization and same is the ratio with problems.

The work of ten people in day-to-day life is done by a single computerized machine as we can give birth to the new designs in computers and make it more reliable, and easy to use.

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Just make some mixture of soil and water get your hands into it and feel the art.

This is the real experience of sculpting and having an Art in within me and my family

I feel very proud to have this Art in me,
A gift of special Art by the father.

And

I Encourage everyone to raise up the hidden art in yourself….

– Dattatray Kumbhar

 Keshavnagar, Kumbharwada, Mundwa, Pune-36

 

 

 

Delighted Journey…

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#keep traveling… keep exploring…

A last valediction to the Pandharpur wari sohala2017.

2 Routes 1 Destination the journey of 21 days, completed with 1 objective by every age group to a pilgrimage place “PANDHARPUR”

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This tradition of walking from two different destinations namely Dehu and Alandi has implemented in the 14th century nearly from 700-800 years ago.

Pilgrimage is filled up with people of various religion and socio economic background with a common perspective of reaching Pandharpur.

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Before there was a paratha of embracing the footprints (paduka) of Saint Tukaram, on to the neck of a die-hard devotee, later BaBa ‘Haiwat Aarphalkar’ changed this paratha into a form of spirited   procession known Palkhi, Teaching us the lessons of life in the form of singing glories of ‘VITHOBA’

This Journey ends with a holy bath in a sacred  River known ‘Chandrabhaga’ on the delighted day of ASHADI EKADASHI  I.e,

Today 4 July 2017.

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On the way traveling and exploring we were eagerly waiting for the occasion of Pandharpur Palkhi Sohala 2017, as it entered the Pune city we were waiting on the overbridge Shivajinagar with our assembled cameras and notepad, we started capturing pictures and interacting with those people who were a part of a procession.

Knowing more about “PANDHARI chi WARI” from those people was actually knowing more about “LIFE”

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Hats off to the people who were a part of this procession and a grand salute to them.

The lost Art work…

The lost Art work…

   BURUD ALI (बुरुड आळी) 

     a line of Bamboo and cane workers A place where you find things made out of bamboo.
A place which reminds us an art of good old days.

The people who work with bamboo were actually a large group of migrants who came to Pune in the 18th century from different places in search of work to fulfill their needs.  

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The Art of making different things from Bamboo is made with the sickle and slice, making a finish cutting of Bamboo till the  Beautiful products from it.

Which fills up in our life to make our environment beautiful.

     A Tribute to the Dying Art of Handcrafted Bamboo…

  A respect to the Art of Bamboo.

Old Journalist…

Old Journalist…

Keep traveling… Keep exploring…

Father keeps quiet, he never talks to you about anything, Everyone has feelings for Mother but, fewer feelings for Father

“It’s very easy to be a dad but it’s difficult to be a papa”

Father plans for the future, he has feelings for the family, he cares for the family, thinks about each and every one in the family.This is the Gift to the father.

When I was traveling from Mumbai to Pune in first class Deccan Queen, my Attire was simple as usual.

     Some students were sitting in front of me, They were making fun of me, They were not knowing that I am Educated from Boston, London. After some time I called to steward and ordered some snack, I communicated with him in English as soon as after seeing and listening to me communicating in English they were shocked that my English was more fluent than their English, they came and accepted their mistake and were guilty. When I told them that ‘remember English is a language not a knowledge’ and stop taking money from your parents for your education

   ‘Earn and Learn’. After one month those students came to my place with their self-earned cars.

  I was taking care of my mother even she was in bed for 11 years. My mother once expressed her wish of eating mangoes, in the month of December.I visited many places many fruit dealers only for that one fruit, Finally after a week of searching. I Found Mangoes at the cost of 3000 RS a dozen .the dealer asked me why are you buying this non-seasonal fruit within a second I replied that “My mother wished to eat mangoes.” As soon as I replied him he offered me to take the mangoes free of cost. But I refused to take it free of cost and I paid him the cost of 1100Rs.

My father passed in the war (Indo-Pakistan War)of 1971. I found my father’s cadaver after 1 month.

 My father never earned money for us, he taught us a lesson, and he also told us to be self-dependent and learn the lessons of life all by ourselves. His teachings actually taught us how one should live his/her life.

  If you really want to do something for your father, do it now, do it every day, do it whenever you get a chance, stand beside your father in his hard times.Age doesn’t matter, ask him his problems.Try to keep him happy. If you do this much you will feel the crystal pleasure.

 By the way… All the people here in this ashram are dead, they are only Alive because they are breathing. No one is happy here they just pretend to be happy. there are many serious reasons, for these people are living in this ashram.

Father’s and mother’s days are only emotions be practical with your parents I will say one thing “Don’t forget your parents”.

If you speak sweetly, you can overcome each and every problem you will face.  After now I am going to the Himalayas.

 -Raje shirke

Matoshri Vriddhashram, Karve Nagar, Pune, Maharashtra.

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