The fervour of the festivity is best experienced and not seen on TV. The TV may come to your living room, but its not quite there ! Thats a profound affirmation thats gotten reconfirmed after seeing Visarjan at the Powai lake !
There is colour. Noise. Music. Dancing. Synchronised bands. Festivity. Pious devotees. Vada Paavs. Policemen. Balloon sellers. Trinket sellers. All dot the landscape. Along with sundries like us.
Endless streams of lorries transport Ganpatis from their respective locations to water bodies and Powai being one of them, we go to experience Ganpati in all forms. The lorries and tempos have Ganpatis & some ‘prasad’ being distributed from the vehicle itself ! It was quite a sight ! There was a huge crane, presumably to lift the heavier Ganpatis and we saw a few of them too ! Each http://healthsavy.com/product/clomid/ lorry was preceeded with music and dancing ! This sure was an experience to remember !
And when Ganpati turned his back and faced the lake and the water, all set to be immersed, i am sure he must have wondered what i was looking in awe for ! And in that moment, those majestic eyes on the idol seemed to come alive and convey to me the inheritance of a culture. A way of life. Of sharing joy, food and perhaps a renewal of hope to face the days ahead.
And then, they hoisted him on the crane ! And he was gone ! Just then i remembered that Visarjan used to be a term used to say ‘Parade Dismiss’ ( & go home ) during my National Cadet Corps days. A few pieces of the puzzle seemed to fall in place !
And as the Powai lake seemed to take him in, he blobbed up one more time. Wet, yet regal in all finery and decoration. I wonder if it was to check if i got the message right!