Category: Rhythm Indiana
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Naraka-Chaturdashi
Today is Narakachaturdashi, The organic nature of this festival doesn’t cease to amaze me. Growing we heard the story of Narakasura who captured 1600 women, made them his slaves eventually Krishna the Yadava rescued them. The legend also as it that Narakasura could only be killed by his mother. As Deepavali approaches kids begin collecting trash like old clothes, and old news…
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Manusmriti and Forbidden Food.
Goa University runs what is called Visiting faculty public lectures, these are usually a one credit course, for those who want accreditation else it is just a learning process. Most of us are there many taking time off from work the classroom is a pleasant mix. Initially I had the time I attended a lot…
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The Magical Painters
Story telling has taken on many platforms and the scrolls are a great place. From the middle east with the Arabs, came the “Kari” or the art of the “qalam” that is the pen, so qalamkari or “Kalamkari” found a new home in the Krishna district of Andhra Pradesh. Silk or cotton fabric is treated…
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Hindi Head Out
Do you feel? Is ignoring by Indian while country’s language is the root of the nation helping to represent their culture and tradition—blogger Dhruv Singh who blogs at https://kalprerana.blogspot.in/ Excuse me… who the F***k says that hindi represents India? It does not. How does Hindi represent the Tulu culture can you tell me.. please? Why…
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Pravasi Divas
To me Pravasi always meant traveler So ideally Pravasi Divas should be about Tourists, or if we are talking Indian here, it should be about the travelling Indian, well close enough, Pravasi Divas is about the migrant Indian, who has either given up or on the verge of giving up his/her Indian Citizenship. Oh! he/she…
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On NH66
I love driving down the stretch from Goa to Udupi. On this stretch despite the dug up roads, crazy diversions and sliced old houses, which to me are slicing up of an old way of life there are some salient point. One of them is a small eatery which is tucked in a village called…
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