02 Feb

A rendezvous with Narmada: Dhuandhar Fall at Jabalpur

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Sometimes, when you are too passionate about something, one gets a shock when the reality strikes suddenly. Deeply enamoured in love with the river, when I was approaching it, the reality of people struck me with deep sense of sorrow. I saw the poor children standing in the waves and searching for the coins which devotees throw in the water. I stood there for a while and wanted to ask those children about their reasons to do the same and to convince them about the risks that are generally associated with such activities in the middle of a raving water flow. However, after pondering over the situation, I desisted from entering into any kind of dialogue with those children, numbering around fifty. It was the example of extreme penury striking me with a reality check and shaking my conscience. All recent events of displacement of tribals during Bargi Dam and Sardar Sarovar Project revolved around my memory and I stood there dumbstruck. The modern day reality was mean and much beyond the well-meaning words of тАЬDakshin GangaтАЭ and тАЬmekal-kanyaтАЭ etc.

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рд╣рд┐рдВрджреБрд╕реНрддрд╛рди рдХрд╛ рдирд╛рдЬрд╝, рдпрдХрд╝реАрдирди рддрд╛рдЬ….

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рддрдХрд░реАрдмрди рддреАрди рдШрдВрдЯреЗ рдХреА рд╕реНрдореВрде рдбреНрд░рд╛рдЗрд╡ рдХреЗ рдмрд╛рдж рдЖрдЧрд░рд╛ рд╢рд╣рд░ рдореЗрдВ рджрд┐рд╢рд╛ рдирд┐рд░реНрджреЗрд╢реЛ рдХрд╛ рдкреАрдЫрд╛ рдХрд░рддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рд╣рдо рд▓реЛрдЧ рд╣реЛрдЯрд▓ рдордзреБрд╢реНрд░реА рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рдордиреЗ рдЖрдХрд░ рдЦрдбрд╝реЗ рд╣реЛ рдЧрдП. рдпрдореБрдирд╛ рдПрдХреНрд╕рдкреНрд░реЗрд╕рд╡реЗ рд╕реЗ рдмрд╛рд╣рд░ рдирд┐рдХрд▓ рдХрд░ рдЬрдм рдЖрдк рдЖрдЧрд░рд╛ рд╢рд╣рд░ рдореЗрдВ рдкреНрд░рд╡реЗрд╢ рдХрд░рддреЗ рд╣реИ рддреЛ рдирд╛рдХ рдХреА рд╕реАрдз рдореЗрдВ рдЪрд▓рддреЗ рдЪрд▓реЗ рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рд╕реЗ рдПрддреНрдорд╛рджрджреБрд▓реНрд▓рд╛ рдХреЗ рдордХрдмрд░реЗ (рдХрд┐рд▓реЗ) рдХреА рддрд░рдл рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рд╡рд╛рд▓реЗ рд░рд╕реНрддреЗ рдкрд░ рдПрдХ рдЯреА рдкреЙрдЗрдВрдЯ рдЖрддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдЬрд┐рд╕рдореЗ рдпрд╣ рд╣реЛрдЯрд▓ рдмрд┐рд▓рдХреБрд▓ рдХреЛрдиреЗ рдкрд░ рд╣реА рдмрдирд╛ рд╣реБрдЖ рд╣реИ рдФрд░ рдЗрд╕ рд╣реЛрдЯрд▓ рд╕реЗ рджреЛ рдорд╛рд░реНрдЧ рдЬрд╛рддреЗ рд╣реИ рдкрд╣рд▓рд╛ рдЖрдкрдХреЛ рд░рд╛рдордмрд╛рдЧ, рдордереБрд░рд╛, рджрд┐рд▓реНрд▓реА рдХреА рддрд░рдл рд▓реЗ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдФрд░ рджреВрд╕рд░рд╛ рдорд╛рд░реНрдЧ рдПрддреНрдорд╛рджрджреБрд▓рд╛ рдФрд░ рддрд╛рдЬ рдорд╣рд▓ рдХреА рддрд░рдл рд▓реЗ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИред рдЗрд╕ рд╣реЛрдЯрд▓ рдХреА рдПрдХ рдмрд╛рдд рдореБрдЭреЗ рдФрд░ рдЕрдЪреНрдЫреА рд▓рдЧреА рдХреА рдЖрдЧрд░рд╛ рдХреА рднреАрдбрд╝ рд╕реЗ рдЖрдк рдмрдЪреЗ рднреА рд░рд╣реЗрдВрдЧреЗ рдФрд░ рд╢рд╛рдВрддрд┐ рднреА рдмрдиреА рд░рд╣реЗрдЧреА рдЕрдиреНрдпрдерд╛ рдЬреИрд╕реЗ-реи рдЖрдк рд╢рд╣рд░ рдХреЗ рднреАрддрд░ рдмрдврд╝рддреЗ рдЪрд▓реЗ рдЬрд╛рддреЗ рд╣реИ рдмреЗрддрд╣рд╛рд╢рд╛ рдЯреНрд░реИрдлрд┐рдХ рдФрд░ рдЧрдиреНрджрдЧреА рдХреЗ рдвреЗрд░ рдЖрдкрдХреЛ рдкрд░реЗрд╢рд╛рди рдХрд░рддреЗ рд░рд╣рддреЗ рд╣реИ. рдФрд░ рдПрдХ рдмрд╛рдд рдЬрд┐рд╕рдХреА рд╣рдореЗ рдмрд╣реБрдд рдЖрд╡рд╢реНрдпрдХрддрд╛ рдереА рд╡реЛ рдереА рдХрд╛рд░ рдкрд╛рд░реНрдХрд┐рдВрдЧ рдЬрд┐рд╕рдХрд╛ рдмрдВрдж рдЧрд▓рд┐рдпреЛ рд╡рд╛рд▓реЗ рд░рд╛рд╕реНрддреЛ рдкрд░ рдорд┐рд▓рдирд╛ рдмрд╣реБрдд рд╣реА рдХрдард┐рди рдХрд╛рд░реНрдп рд▓рдЧ рд░рд╣рд╛ рдерд╛ рдФрд░ рдПрдХ рдкрд▓ рдХреЛ рддреЛ рд╣рдореЗ рд▓рдЧрд╛ рдХреА рдХрд╣реАрдВ рд╣рдо рдЗрд╕ рднреВрд▓ рднреБрд▓реИрдпрд╛ рдореЗрдВ рд╣реА рдШреВрдорддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рди рд░рд╣ рдЬрд╛рдпреЗред рд╣реЛрдЯрд▓ рдХреЗ рдкреНрд░рд╛рдВрдЧрдг рдореЗрдВ рдХрд╛рд░ рдкрд╛рд░реНрдХрд┐рдВрдЧ рдХрд╛ рдкрд░реНрдпрд╛рдкреНрдд рд╕реНрдерд╛рди рдорд┐рд▓ рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рдХрд╛рд░рди рдПрдХ рдореБрд╕реАрдмрдд рддреЛ рд╣рд▓ рд╣реЛ рдЪреБрдХреА рдереА рдФрд░ рдЕрдм рдмрд╛рд░реА рдереА рдЙрд╕ рдЬреЛрд░ рдХреЗ рдЭрдЯрдХреЗ рдХреА рдЬреЛ рдзреАрд░реЗ рд╕реЗ рд▓рдЧрдиреЗ рд╡рд╛рд▓рд╛ рдерд╛ рдЕрд░реНрдерд╛рдд рдХрдорд░реЗ рдХрд╛ рдХрд┐рд░рд╛рдпрд╛ред рд╣реЛрдЯрд▓ рдХреЗ рдЕрдВрджрд░ рд╕реНрд╡рд╛рдЧрдд рдХрдХреНрд╖ рдореЗрдВ рдЙрдкрд▓рдмреНрдз рдкреНрд░рдмрдВрдзрдХ рд╕рд╛рд╣рдм рдиреЗ рдмрддрд╛рдпрд╛ рдХреА рдпрд╣ рд╣реЛрдЯрд▓ рдЕрдзрд┐рдХрддрд░ рдмрд┐рдЬрдиреЗрд╕ рдореАрдЯрд┐рдВрдЧреНрд╕ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рд╣реА рдмреБрдХ рд░рд╣рддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдЬрд┐рд╕рдореЗ рдлреЙрд░реЗрди рдбреЗрд▓реАрдЧреЗрдЯреНрд╕ рдЖрдХрд░ рдард╣рд░рддреЗ рд╣реИ рдЕрддрдГ рдЖрдкрдХреЛ рдПрдХ рдХрдорд░рд╛ рдорд┐рд▓ рддреЛ рдЬрд╛рдпреЗрдЧрд╛ рдХрд┐рдиреНрддреБ рдЪрд╛рд░реНрдЬреЗрдЬ рд▓рдЧреЗрдВрдЧреЗ рдкреВрд░реЗ рдкрдЪреНрдЪреАрд╕ рд╕реМ рд░реВрдкрдПред рдЕрдм рдорд░рддрд╛ рдХреНрдпрд╛ рди рдХрд░рддрд╛, рдЖрдЧрд░рд╛ рдХреЗ рднреАрддрд░ рдШреБрд╕рдХрд░ рдЯреНрд░реИрдлрд┐рдХ рд╕реЗ рдЬреВрдЭрдиреЗ рдФрд░ рдХрдорд░рд╛ рдвреВрдВрдврдиреЗ рдХреА рд╣рд┐рдореНрдордд рддреЛ рдирд╣реАрдВ рд╣реЛ рд░рд╣реА рдереА рдЕрддрдГ рдорд╣рд╛рд╢рдп рдХреЛ рдПрдбрд╡рд╛рдВрд╕ рдореЗрдВ рд░реВрдо рдЪрд╛рд░реНрдЬреЗрдЬ рдХрд╛ рднреБрдЧрддрд╛рди рдХрд░рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рдмрд╛рдж рдЕрдм рд╣рдо рд▓реЛрдЧ рдирд┐рд╢реНрдЪрд┐рдВрдд рд╣реЛрдХрд░ рддрд╛рдЬ рджреЗрдЦрдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдЕрдкрдиреА рдЖрдЧреЗ рдХреА рдпреЛрдЬрдирд╛ рдмрдирд╛рдиреЗ рд▓рдЧреЗ. рд╡реИрд╕реЗ рдпрд╣рд╛рдБ рдПрдХ рдмрд╛рдд рдФрд░ рдмрддрд╛рдирд╛ рдЪрд╛рд╣реВрдВрдЧрд╛ рдХреА рд╕рд╛рдлрд╝-рд╕рдлрд╛рдИ рдФрд░ рд╕реБрд╡рд┐рдзрд╛ рдХреА рджреГрд╖реНрдЯрд┐ рд╕реЗ рд╣реЛрдЯрд▓ рдореЗрдВ рдХреЛрдИ рдХрдореА рдирд╣реАрдВ рдереА, рдХрд╛рд░ рдкрд╛рд░реНрдХрд┐рдВрдЧ рдХреЗ рдЕрд▓рд╛рд╡рд╛ рдЕрд▓рдорд╛рд░реА, рд╕реЛрдлрд╝рд╛, рдПрдХреНрд╕реНрдЯреНрд░рд╛ рдкрд▓рдВрдЧ, рдХрд▓рд░ рдЯреАрд╡реА, рдПрдпрд░ рдХрдВрдбреАрд╢рдирд░, рд╕рдВрд▓рдЧреНрдирд┐рдд рдмрд╛рдерд░реВрдо, рдлрд╝реЛрди рд╡реН рдлреНрд░реА рд╡рд╛рдИрдлрд╛рдИ рдЬреИрд╕реЗ рддрдорд╛рдо рд╡рд┐рдХрд▓реНрдк рдореМрдЬреВрдж рдереЗ.

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A beautiful sunset at Bargi Dam (Jabalpur)

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But Chhotu drove his machine like hell. I still do not know whether he was driving in anger or driving made him happy. The other plausible reason, of course, would be his pressing urge to go to the toilet after finishing off his sorties quickly. He was putting the boat into the ultimate efficiency test. The boat was flying on the waves. At number of times, it was on air for a second or so. At other times, it skidded off the waves at full speed. Chhotu was fast and furious. I had been to the drive on the speed boat at many places in the country and had experienced the speed and the thrill connected with it. But, here was the fastest pilot driving his machine like a maniac. And, he did not say a word. I also started believing whether he could listen to our shrieks or not.

Half an hour and a few rounds of the circles on the water later, Chhotu sped his boat towards the jetty. Docked it, took the keys out of the slot and immediately sprang onto the dock. When I came out of the boat, I heard him saying тАЬThank youтАЭ, two evergreen words that trickled up his throat. I have yet to understand the nature of his thanks. Either it was his graceful way to thank his passengers to survive his driving that day or it was just a normal gesture from a stubborn grumpy man, who could not say anything else. Anyway, that fast drive in the speed boat was also a pleasure. WhatтАЩs the fun of speed boating, if it was not dangerous? And, I was standing safe and sound on the land to start the same life once again. Thanking Chhotu in return, I returned to the Maikal Resort.

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рдШреБрдордХреНрдХрдбрд╝ рдХреА рджрд┐рд▓реНрд▓реА : рд╣рд╡реЗрд▓реА рдорд┐рд░реНреЫрд╛ реЪрд╛рд▓рд┐рдм

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реЪрд╛рд▓рд┐рдм рдХреЗ рд░рд╣рддреЗ рдЗрд╕ рд╣рд╡реЗрд▓реА рдХреА рдЕрд╕рд▓ рдкреИрдорд╛рдЗрд╢ рддрдХрд░реАрдмрди 400 рд╕реНрдХреНрд╡рд╛рдпрд░ рдпрд╛рд░реНрдбреНрд╕ (square yards) рдереА. рдирд╛рдЬрд╛рдпрдЬ рдХрдмреНрдЬреЛрдВ рдХреА рд╡рдЬрд╣ рд╕реЗ рдЗрд╕ рд╣рд╡реЗрд▓реА рдХреЗ рдЕрдВрджрд░ рдФрд░ рдЪрд╛рд░реЛрдВ рдУрд░ рджреБрдХрд╛рдиреЛрдВ рдФрд░ рджреВрд╕рд░реЗ рдХрд╛рд░реЛрдмрд╛рд░реА рдЗрд╕реНрддреЗрдорд╛рд▓ рдХреЗ рдЪрд▓рддреЗ рд╣рд╡реЗрд▓реА рдиреЗ рдЕрдкрдирд╛ рд╡реЫреВрдж рд▓рдЧрднрдЧ рдЦреЛ-рд╕рд╛ рджрд┐рдпрд╛. рд╕рд╛рд▓ 1999 рдореЗрдВ рджрд┐рд▓реНрд▓реА рд╕рд░рдХрд╛рд░ рдиреЗ рдЗрд╕ рд╣рд╡реЗрд▓реА рдХреЗ рдХреБрдЫ рд╣рд┐рд╕реНрд╕реЗ рдХреЛ рдирд╛реЫрд╛рдпреЫ рдХрдмреНрдЬреЛрдВ рд╕реЗ рдЫреБреЬрд╛рдХрд░ рдЗрд╕реЗ рдлрд┐рд░ рд╕реЗ рдкреБрд░рд╛рдиреЗ рд░рдВрдЧ-рд░реВрдк рдореЗрдВ рд▓рд╛рдиреЗ рдХреА рдХреЛрд╢рд┐рд╢ рдХреА. рдФрд░ рдЗрд╕ рддрд░рд╣ реЪрд╛рд▓рд┐рдм рдХреА рд╣рд╡реЗрд▓реА “реЪрд╛рд▓рд┐рдм рд╕реНрдорд╛рд░рдХ” рдХреЗ рддреМрд░ рдкрд░ рд╡реЫреВрдж рдореЗрдВ рдЖрдпреА.

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Daulatabad Fort – Maharashtra Yatra (Part 10)

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Aurangzeb funded his resting place by knitting caps and copying the QuтАЩran, during the last years of his life, works which he sold anonymously in the market place. Here are also buried Azam Shah, AurangzebтАЩs son, Nizam-ul-Mulk Asaf Jah, the founder of the Hyderabad dynasty, his second son Nasir Jang, Nizare Shah, king of Ahmednagar, Tana Shah, last of the Golkonda kings and a host of minor celebrities.

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A Brave Queen: Rani Durgawati (Jabalpur, M.P.)

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As it happens, when God takes away something, it gives something to bank upon. The queen also had some of the most trustworthy lieutenants to manage the affairs of the kingdom. I also found an old temple of Mata Sharda near the fort. In fact, it was situated just at the base of the hill. Somehow, I thought that Goddess Sharda gave immense strength to our queen to take up the responsibility while re-building her own life with the growth of her son, who was known as тАЬVeer NarayanтАЭ. Due to safety reasons, the queen had also shifted her base to Chauragarh.

Five more years passed under the rule of queen bringing a sense of normalcy in the kingdom. Then, the destiny struck again in 1556 AD, the independent sultan of Malwa (Present day Mandu) crossed the distance of 650 kilometres and attacked the Queen thinking that he would not be met with any resistance. But, he was proved wrong. Even though, our queen was fighting her first battle, she came out victorious. Baz Bahadur had to run away for his life.

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An example of determination: Pisanhari ki Marhiya (Jabalpur)

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The competition gradually became tougher and louder till there was a total din. Amidst the chaos, looking at the prospects of not being able to find a clear-cut winner, the challenge-competition was halted in the middle. In that interlude it was the perfect time for telling the story of an old woman, who lived alone in a hut at Jabalpur about 650 years ago.

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A temple in NationтАЩs defence: Pat Baba (Jabalpur)

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Next morning, when his men would have assembled to start the construction again, Colonel Smith shared his dream with them. In their collective despair arising from unsuccessful attempts at building the factory, they would have decided take a chance with the dream and started to dig out the ground to retrieve the idol. I have no idea how they would have searched and found the exact place for digging. Either they would have tried at different places all over the premises or would have taken the help of some wise men who could sense the presence of any heavy object beneath the ground.

Next few days, the construction of the factory was stopped. Instead there were hectic activities in search of the idol. Finally, after a massive search and digging below the ground, the idol of Lord Hanuman was found. It must be a joyous moment not only for all the workers but also for the officers, especially Colonel Smith. He must have run to the site from his tent to see the last stages of the recovery of the idol. He must not have believed his eyes on what he would have seen. The dream that he saw was becoming a reality. Standing in front of the trench, he would have gone through the plethora of emotions ranging from disbelief to happiness and further to extreme sense of faith.

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рдереЛрд▓ рдмрд░реНрдб рд╕реИрдВрдХреНрдЪреБрдЕрд░реА рдХреА рдФрдЪрдХ рдпрд╛рддреНрд░рд╛

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рд╣рдордиреЗ рд▓реЗрдХ рдХреЗ рдХрд┐рдирд╛рд░реЗ рдмрдиреЗ рдкреИрджрд▓ рдкрде рдкрд░ рдпрд╛рддреНрд░рд╛ рд╢реБрд░реВ рдХреА | рдореМрд╕рдо рд╕реБрд╣рд╛рд╡рдирд╛ рд╣реЛ рдЪрд▓рд╛ рдерд╛ рдФрд░ рд╣рд▓рдХреА рд╣рд▓рдХреА рдмрдпрд╛рд░реН рдмрд╣ рд░рд╣реА рдереА рдЬрд┐рд╕рдиреЗ рдорд╛рд╣реМрд▓ рдХреЛ рдЦреБрд╢рдиреБрдорд╛ рдмрдирд╛ рджрд┐рдпрд╛ рдерд╛ | рдЗрддрдиреЗ рдмрдбрд╝реА рдЭреАрд▓ рдХреЛ рджреЗрдЦрдХрд░ рд╕реБрдХреВрди рдорд╣рд╕реВрд╕ рд╣реБрдЖ рдФрд░ рдРрд╕рд╛ рд▓рдЧрд╛ рдХреА рдореИ рдкрд╣рд▓реЗ рдпрд╣рд╛рдБ рдХреНрдпреВрдБ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдЖрдпрд╛ ? рд╣рдо рд░рд╛рд╕реНрддреЗ рд╕реЗ рдиреАрдЪреЗ рдЙрддрд░рдХрд░ рдЭреАрд▓ рдХреЗ рдХрд┐рдирд╛рд░реЗ рддрдХ рдЧрдпреЗ рдФрд░ рд╡рд╣рд╛рдВ рдмреИрдардХрд░ рд╕реБрдмрд╣ рдХреА рдмрдирд╛рдИ рдереЗрд░реНрдореЛрдлреНрд▓рд╛рд╕реНрдХ рдореЗрдВ рд░рдЦреА рдЧрд░рдо рдЪрд╛рдп (рдЬреЛ рдЕрднреА рддрдХ рдкрд░реНрдпрд╛рдкреНрдд рдЧрд░рдо рдереА) рдХрд╛ рдЖрдирдВрдж рд▓рд┐рдпрд╛ |

рдХрд┐рдирд╛рд░реЗ рд╣рдордиреЗ рдПрдХ рдШрдВрдЯреЗ рдмрд┐рдард╛рдпреЗ рдФрд░ рдЬреАрд╡рди рдХреЗ рд╡рд┐рднрд┐рдиреНрди рдкрд╣рд▓реБрдУрдВ рдкрд░ рдЪрд░реНрдЪрд╛ рдХреА | рдХреБрдЫ рд╕рдордп рддрдХ рд╢рд╛рдВрдд рдмреИрдардХрд░ рд╕рдмрдиреЗ рд╕реНрд╡рддрдГ рдмрд╛рдд рдЪреАрдд рдмрдВрдж рдХрд░ рджреА рдФрд░ рджреВрд░ рддрдХ рдлреИрд▓реЗ рдЭреАрд▓ рдФрд░ рдЙрдбрд╝рддреЗ рдкрдХреНрд╖рд┐рдпреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рджреЗрдЦрддреЗ рд░рд╣реЗ |рдлрд┐рд░ рд╣рдо рд╡рд╛рдкрд╕ рдХрд┐рдирд╛рд░реЗ рдХреЗ рд░рд╕реНрддреЗ рдкрд░ рдЖ рдмрд░реНрдб рд╡рд╛рдЪ рдкреЙрдЗрдВрдЯ рдХреА рдУрд░ рдмрдвреЗ | рд░рд╛рд╕реНрддреЗ рдореЗрдВ рдПрдХ рдореИрди-рдореЗрдб рд╡реГрдХреНрд╖ рдЖрдХрд╛рд░ рдХрд╛ рдкреЙрдЗрдВрдЯ рдорд┐рд▓рд╛ рдЬрд┐рд╕ рдкрд░ рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдмрдЪреНрдЪреЗ рдЙрддрд╛рд╡рд▓реЗ рд╣реЛ рдЧрдпреЗ | рдФрд░ рдЕрднрд┐рд▓рд╛рд╖рд╛ рдЬрд▓реНрджреА рд╕реЗ рдЬрд╛рдХрд░ рдКрдкрд░ рдЪрдврд╝ рдЧрдИ |

рд░рд╛рд╕реНрддреЗ рдХреЗ рдХрд┐рдирд╛рд░реЗ рдЙрдЧреЗ рдХрдИ рдиреАрдо рдХреЗ рдкреЗрдбрд╝ рдореЗрдВ рд╕реЗ рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдЖрд╕рд╛рди рдкреЗрдбрд╝ рдкрд░ рдореИрдВрдиреЗ рдЪрдврд╛рдИ рдХрд╛ рдкреНрд▓рд╛рди рдмрдирд╛рдпрд╛ рддрд╛рдХрд┐ рдЕрдкрдиреА рдмрдЪрдкрди рдХреА рдХрд╣рд╛рдирд┐рдпреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рд╕рд┐рдзреНрдз рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рдЬрд╛ рд╕рдХреЗ рдХреА рдореЗ рдкреЗрдбрд╝ рдкрд░ рдЪрдврд╝рдиреЗ рдореЗрдВ рдорд╛рд╣рд┐рд░ рд╣реВрдБ | рд╕рдмрдХреЗ рдордирд╛ рдХрд░рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рдмрд╛рдж рднреА рдореЗ рдкреЗрдбрд╝ рдХреА рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдиреАрдЪреЗ рдбрд╛рд▓реА рдкрд░ рдЪрдврд╝рд╛ рдФрд░ рд░реЛрдВ рдзреЛрдХрд░ рдЕрднрд┐рд▓рд╛рд╖рд╛ рднреА рдЖ рдЧрдИ рдереЛрдбрд╝реА рджреЗрд░ рдореЗрдВ |

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Agahiya: A new Sufi Order at Jabalpur, Madhya Pradesh

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In despair, when I came out of the inner sanctum sanctorum, my eyes fell on the outer wall of the main dargah. There were two marble plates fixed on the walls on which the life story of the Shaikh was inscribed. Hazrat was born in Lucknow, in a family that had migrated to India from Iran. His grandfather and father were given the positions of responsibilities in the government of those times and they soon had become part of the elite class of Lucknow. Hazrat was born with a fire of longing in his heart to know almighty and was always searching for knowledge by going to one teacher to another. During such exercise, he came to know about a Sufi Shaikh Shah Maqsus Alam residing in the town of Banda. In the tender age of 13 years, he left the comforts of his home surreptitiously and went to Banda and became the disciple of Shaikh Shah Maqsus Alam. There he acquired spiritual and worldly education. After the demise of the shaikh, he went to Bareilly to become the disciple of Hazrat Tajul-Aulia Shah Nizamuddin Hussain (R.A.). Though later he got married and had children, but his life was totally dedicated to the Sufi ways and traditions. During the first war of Independence, Hazrat Meerja Agah came to Jabalpur. There he established his Sufi tradition called тАЬAgahiya OrderтАЭ and in 1918 AD, he went for his heavenly abode.\

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Ellora caves – The Brahmanical series (Maharashtra Yatra – Part 8)

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It is estimated that the task of quarrying its 3,000,000 cubic feet of rock must have occupied at least one hundred years. It is wonder to see so great a mass in the air which seems so slenderly under-dropped that could hardly forbear to shudder on first entering it. There is no nobler achievement of the Indian architects and sculptors, and no greater marvel of Indian sculpture.

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An evening with River Narmada: Gwari Ghat, Jabalpur

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But deep down in my heart, I knew that I had chosen for that boat ride not because of my friend, but because of the Narmada. And, the Narmada never fails. It was she, who was nursing me while I sat heads down at the Gwari Ghat. It was she, who persuaded me to cross her so as to uplift me from a very deep guilt. If that being so, it was not possible that she would be letting me stand on the other side of the Ghat for the night. While, I was brooding over all that, suddenly we saw a boat crossing past us. We shouted for help, but he did not stop and went past sailing over the water. My friend lost his control and started cursing the boatman, both who had left us stranded and also who had sailed past us.
Half an hour or so more again passed with no means to go to the other side. The fear of being stranded on the dark ghats in the night was started as a test against the patience and the faith towards Narmada. Just in time, when the faith and the impatience started to rumble in the mind, we saw a boatman sailing towards us from the other bank. Gradually, the blurred image of the boatman became crystal clear. He was тАЬour boatmanтАЭ, with his boat.

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