Durga Puja

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Arihitola Pandal
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Suruchi Sangha- A stunningly beautiful, ethereal Durga Idol with a roof lined with South Indian style oil lamps. The pandal itself was South Indian art themed, with 4 ornate bulls facing 4 directions

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Banana themed Bosepukur Sitalamandir. The pandal was a large banana flower with ants walking across it, and the Idol one nestled within a flower. The roof and walls of the pandal were covered with beautiful idols made from banana fibre

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My personal favourite- Hatibagan. The pandal has thousands of Origami birds hanging down its roof and walls, while the idol itself stood in the centre of intricately cut paper. Sigh!

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Jagat Mukherjee Park- This pandal in Shyambazaar is made of stunningly intricate jute. Unfortunately I was unable to enter the pandal due to a stampede-like situation that was building up
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Tridhara Sammilani – The pandal and idol made of jute and wood reminded me a little of Channapatna’s wooden toys

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Tala Barowari- The most psychedelic pandal without a doubt. The pathway into the pandal was lined with metallic zombies with outstretched arms carrying anything from bananas to chameleons. Inside the pandal, there were hybrid creatures- half chicken, half dinosaur; half elephant, half whale. The idol though was serene and beautiful

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Probably the most underrated pandal – Mitali. The theme was heavily centred around Madhubani art, and oh my how beautiful it was. Surprisingly, this pandal hasn’t featured on any of the “must visit” lists I read, but to me, it was the most tasteful and artistic pandal in the city

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Mohammad Ali Park- The theme was of protecting and preserving nature and forests
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The pandal in Kumartuli could pass off as a home- until you notice the large hands that emerge out of it. The interior reflects a royal room with rich Oil canvases and Trophy heads. The wooden idol, however, takes your breath away. It is breathtakingly beautiful with intricate painting and reminded me of South Indian temple idols. The idol is fittingly in the area of the artisans themselves- Kumartuli

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A piece of Auroville in the middle of Kolkata- Babu Bagan. The idol within seems to be heavily Thai-inspired.

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Deshapriya Park- The highlight of this year’s Puja is this 88 foot idol which saw a massive teaser campaign across the city for months leading to the Puja. This hype is what probably led to a stampede which tragically saw the park being shut to visitors before Puja even began.
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Barisha Club- The pandal was made entirely of earthen pots, each one nestling a doll representing a different dance form. The idol itself reminded me of Govardhana Giri, although I am not sure if this was the intended effect

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Chalta Bagan- The pandal was covered with upturned shells and seemed to be mimicking a sea creature. The idol was a beautiful white and mildly Thai-looking

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Chetla Agrani- this pandal and idol seemed to come straight out of a graphic novel. The idol resembled an alien goddess while the pandal had a jelly-fish like quality to it. It was made of recycled materials like stadium seats, fans and tin barrels, each one nestling a raging bull within it

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Ballygunge Cultural Association – lovely cut-out paper artwork that looked stunning in the dark. I will never get over the fact that I missed a Sarod performance by Amaan Ali Khan at the pandal. *cries*
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This dark Durga idol at Kumartuli Park was a part of a large Nepal-themed park. The area featured a mechanical hovering helicopter carrying relief material, broken homes precariously hanging on to hills, the army carrying supplies and a Nepal-style temple sheltering the Durga Idol
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Badamtala- Rajasthan theme with large Rajasthani dancers, painted pots, puppets hanging down the archway and Camels
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Telangabagan- Honey bee and Sunflower theme
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This pandal in Mukherjee lane was a Chinese themed one with possibly the cutest looking Durga idol I have seen. So cute that they decided that the lion should be smiling and heck, let’s just get rid of the demon altogether!
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Kashi Bose Lane- Sponsored by Johnson & Johnson, this pandal was baby-theme.

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So after a point I had no idea where I was and was just following the crowds. And this is when I came by this sound-themed pandal. Lined with auto horns, loudspeaks of every hue- the Durga idol itself was nestled in the middle of what looked like a large woofer. If anyone can tell me the name of this Puja Pandal, I would be very grateful.

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Kalighat- The Nataraj-themed Durga of a rich Bronze hue resided within a large dome of greenery.
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Mudiali Sporting Club- This pandal was made to resemble underwater- gleaming mother-of-pearl lined the roof and walls and mermaids came tumbling down the roof. Beautiful Quilling paper was used to replicate waves and feathered wings

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Tribal inspired Durga at Jodhpur Park
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Bagh Bazaar
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Maddox Square
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College Park Square

Moving down are Pandals and Durga Idols I simply cannot recall where from. All pandal hopping took place between 1 AM and 8 AM, by two individuals new to the city. If anyone can identify these locations, please do let me know

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Cricket: For Whom It Really Matters

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This post was originally written on 26th March 2015 in the wake of India’s defeat in the World Cup semi-final against Australia. The post was published in OpIndia.com and can be read here.

The streets outside office are chaotic to say the least, with Kolkata’s trademark yellow cabs zipping around in all directions in the junction with murderous intent, while hordes of people deftly maneuver around them on foot, cigarettes in hand and unfazed in expression. Majestic stone and brick buildings from the colonial era line the street, discoloured with neglect but oozing beauty and charm- ignored by the people making their to and from work, or making a living under their shadows. These hawkers line both sides of the street, selling fruits, magazines or cooking delicious meals on hot embers and stoves.

It was under one of these magnificent buildings- now the corporate headquarters of a large conglomerate that I first discovered the chaiwalla. He sat behind a large aluminium pot filled with bubbling milk, flinging tea powder and sugar skilfully from where he sat. Soon I was a regular, and today was no different. The street was significantly less crowded, both from people and vehicles, but it was business as usual for all the hawkers. The chaiwalla sat with a transistor close to him, listening to the commentary of the semi-final match against Australia while pouring steaming hot tea into kulhads with rapid pace. He looked up at me and handed a cup immediately while he shouted “Ladies First” through a massive grin. “Dada, the score looks too huge for us to chase, you think we’ll win?” I asked in Hindi. The Aussie innings was nearing an end and it was a competitive score to say the least. “Of course!” he replied, “We have Dhoni & Virat, one of them will hit a century and India will win, you wait and watch!” I muttered “Let’s see” and left.

Hours later it was time for a second cup of tea. India had lost 8 wickets, and defeat was imminent. I went downstairs to be met by a very surly chaiwalla. He banged his chai vessel on the stove with a deafening clank, and screamed at a nearby customer to be patient for his turn. He didn’t look up when I asked for my tea, and simply placed the cup with a “thud” on the table near me. Excited shouts wafted from his transistor, and it was evident that India had lost the match. I took my cup and joined my colleague in the corner of the street. We sipped on our chai, watching people in heated discussions and op-eds about what lost us the match. Sadness and disappointment were the moods all around, with expressions of resignation- “we did come pretty far after all, and they tried hard”. Suddenly, a man who was standing near us looked at us and immediately went into a rapid and emotional monologue in Bengali on his disappointment while brandishing his beedi, with my colleague acknowledging with sympathetic noises. Once he was done, he walked away and my colleague and I exchanged amused glances.

This is cricket in India. It is the glue that can bring together our diverse people, spanning multiple languages, cuisines and cultures. But most importantly, it is the joy that lights up the lives of millions who barely earn a living performing mundane chores day in and day out, struggling to make ends meet and with just about enough to survive each day. It is the sole entertainment for those who cannot afford pretty things or vacations. Many have little else to look forward to in their lives but an Indian victory or a big knock from their favourite player.

And this is why the attitude of some of most “intellectual” and educated upsets me deeply. First we were subjected to Ashis Nandy’s bizarre explanation that India shouldn’t win the World Cup because it would reinforce already “too high” Nationalistic feelings. Then the popular Outlook magazine then ran a poll, seemingly seriously, asking people If India Should Win the World Cup? (Duh!) During the match itself, a popular comedienne tweeted that it really doesn’t matter if a homophobic country wins or loses ‘some silly’ game (What’s the connection?). And then of course there’s Times Now, running a hateful campaign against our Men in Blue after their loss, using the hashtag #ShamedInSydney.

The likes of Times Now, Ashis Nandy and their ilk need a wake-up call from their self-obsessed elitism. This isn’t about you, and never will be. You don’t represent the multitude of Indians for who cricket actually matters-so much. Hell, a huge cricket fan myself, I wouldn’t give me too much importance from a cricket perspective. I am part of a fortunate minority who can recover from a cricketing loss and find other things to look forward to in my life- like a nice dinner, drinks with friends or a fun weekend plan. Someone wishing loss to the Indian side is either highly delusional or incredibly selfish. And another who decides to call hate towards the side, a lot less gracious than the millions who will feel depressed for days while still ending their day with a prayer to their favourite cricketing idol.