I don’t know if it is because my favourite deity is Ganesha or because I have ancestral roots in the temple town of Ainavalli in Andhra Pradesh or because of the large scale festivities in Hyderabad, but Ganesh Chathurthi had always been my favourite festival. My favouritism doesn’t end there. I eat, sleep, pray Ganesh and I also named my first born Ganesh. So that sums up everything, I rest my case!
Even during my childhood days, I had a pink and white Ganesha statue in POP (Plaster Of Paris) as my toy, more like companion! My pink Ganesha had a place on my bed, beside my pillow. It was a sad day, when I lost grip on the Ganesha , one fine summer morning and broke It, into 2 symmetrical halves, separated at His navel!
My mom let me have It on my bed for two years, but then, some elders warned her not to have a broken Ganesha at home and that was the end of our companionship! My cute little pink Ganesha was left under the hibiscus tree, which coincidentally had light pink blooms (same colour as my Ganesha), year round, to let the rains wash Him away!
That was how the story had ended.
My kiddos have no such bond with the Ganesha and it becomes apparent during this season, or so I thought.
A day before the Ganesh Chathurthi, Mr.Bee, I and both GBee and KBee got into the car and excitedly drove towards the Erragadda market. It is 5km away from our house.
Just like last year, it was drizzling and hawkers and shoppers both braved the drizzle to continue their shopping. The kiddos loved the Ganeshas, agreed on the One I showed them. (For now, I am the BOSS and they know it!) With the Handsome Hunk in my lap, we returned home!
While we got everything ready for the Ganesh puja, I was in my happy space, humming O My Friend Ganesha, Thu Rehna Saath Hamesha…! I was happy because I got home a Ganesha who had vibrant dhoti in my favourite colour, with a cute design. The dhoti clinched the purchase for me!
On His temporary resting place…
In Telugu states, as far as I know, people generally perform puja to only a Ganesh idol made of clay. It is the most auspicious choice. Second comes the idol made of plaster of paris. Even if anyone, (like us) is swayed by the beauty of POP Ganesha, we still buy a clay idol too. So we have two idols, for every Ganesh Chathurthi.
While we were busy preparing Ganesha’s puja mandapam, GBee began to chat with both the Ganeshas on the table, as if he was inviting some guests home!
GBee chatting up with old friends.
I was happy that GBee was talking to Ganesha like I used to during my childhood. But what surprised me the most is that he thought, the POP Ganesha and the clay Ganesha were cousins! LOL. (I mentally noted it, needs to go into my blog, I thought). There is another such incident during Varalakshmi Puja and it is a post for another day.
Anyway, we prepared the mandapam, set everything ready for the next day’s puja and slept off the exhaustion!
On the day of the Ganesh Chathurthi (i.e the next morning), I gave the kiddos a good oil massage and oil bath. (Both cried their eyes out! LOL. I wanted to laugh, but I couldn’t because watching the kids cry is exhausting!) I remembered how I would also cry when my mom made me take an oil bath and massaged me, during my childhood. I am on the right track, I thought and moved on…
The puja itself lasted for half an hour. The preparations, the decorations, the prasadam and cleaning up the puja area take most time, than the actual puja. That is an universal truth!
Like is the case, after the puja, I went ahead to the kiddos, to put some Akshinthalu on their tiny heads, for blessing them with positivity and to avoid neelapanindalu (which can be loosely translated as ‘rumours affecting one’s reputation’.) While GBee was ok with it, KBee reacted in a way which surprised me.
KBee lying down on his stomach and watching TV and QB in a messy Mom-Bun hairstyle!
Since KBee saw us putting lots of akshinthalu on the deities during the puja, he thought they were only meant for Gods and not for mere mortals and reminded me that he is infact just a baby and NOT a Jeji (or GOD)! LOL. What fun!
KBee later warned me not to invite my friends to our house. He said that I always invite friends home during puja and make them chant Telugu Stotras! (He was infact talking about my MIL’s friends who visit our home regularly to perform parayanam.) He assumed new ladies in the house meant, friends of mom!
With that, we ended our conversation and got busy eating the jilledu kayalu, undrallu and the other specials for the day. We also visited my parents house, ate the specials my mom made and ended the day with a stomach full of yummy stuff.
Thank you Ganesha, for a memorable day.
P.S:
- For those who are new to our Hindu culture, akshinthalu is the grains of rice mixed with either turmeric or vermilion, which are showered on our heads by elders, to convey blessings. Other words and meanings for you: mandapam = place where the Deity is kept during the puja ; stotra = verses ; parayanam = chanting verses together; dhoti = cloth tied up like a pant.
- None of my friends visit my house, because everyone has either one or two kids to look after and this is not the correct age for socializing. We are too busy for that. Who will make the kids study or do their homework if we go about socializing each evening???
- I always prefer tying my hair in a messy bun. I sometimes wonder how I have changed from the girl who once hated to have even a single strand of hair out of place to being a woman who enjoys messy bun! Times change, WE change, only change is constant!
- I would love to have atleast one cartoon in each of my posts, but they take a minimum of 1 hour to draw and edit!
Till the next post, cheerio!
