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Category: folklore

  • A Xocolatl-Ode

    There are some days, that deserve to be drowned at birth and everyone sent back to bed with a hot brandy a box of chocolates and warm energetic companion, today is definitely one of those days, for today is the International chocolate day, an observance that occurs globally every year. Celebration includes consumption of chocolate;…

  • Honoring the Father.

    Gokarna Aunsi, Kushe Aunsi, The legend of Gokarna is something that every Kannada child is grown up with. We have heard the story of Shiva Bhakta Ravana promising to get Shiva’s atmalinga for his mother, when Shiva gives him the linga he tells him don’t put it on the ground. For it would take root as…

  • Barkuru –Betaala-Vikramaditya

    The Kondeshwara swamy gardi at Barkuru, finds its link to the legendary throne of Vikramaditya. Once upon time lived a king Vikramaditya., we have all heard this line and the stories featuring him. The Vetala Panchvimshati and the Simhasana Dwatrimshika. These stories have found their way in various versions of  regional and Sanskrit literature. The…

  • Barkuru –Betaala-Vikramaditya

    Once upon time lived a king Vikramaditya., we have all heard this line and the stories featuring him. The Vetala Panchvimshati and the Simhasana Dwatrimshika. These stories have found their way in various versions of  regional and Sanskrit literature. The vetala panchvimshati tell us the twenty stories  are narrated by Mahakavi Somade Bhatta  these stories…

  • Bennekudru – Mulamahastree – Ammana gardi

    . The Justice deliverer of the Mogaveeras. The legends say that Parashurama, the sixth incarnation of Vishnu reclaimed the land from Sagara the Sea God to carve out Parashurama Kshetra.  He got the Brahmins of Aichatra to reside here. He gave them a boon of abundance and got them married to the local fisherwomen. Thus…

  • The wisdom of surrender,

    The wisdom of surrender, The space in front of our house, had rough terrain with rocks, weeds and in the rains it had its own untamed beauty. Then came the city landscapers they flattened the rocks, placed sand, and erected play pens. Guess what, nature did not resist, in her own quiet way she emerged…