स्वतः हिंदुहृदयसम्राट बाळासाहेब ठाकरे यांनी मला पुष्पहार का घातला? - Why Balasaheb Thakrey garlanded me ? - A Tribute to Saheb

स्वतः हिंदुहृदयसम्राट बाळासाहेब ठाकरे यांनी मला पुष्पहार का घातला? - Why Balasaheb Thackrey garlanded me ?

Bala Saheb Thackrey

(1926-2012)

   Followers in India mourned the demise of a great leader Balasaheb Thackrey on 18th of November 2012 , the founder of the party SHIV SENA in 1966. For the love of his more than 20 lakh people gathered in Mumbai on 19th of November 2012 for his final procession to Shivaji Park in Dadar and million others watching on television.

   He was a great leader, orator and cartoonist and known for his hard, fast and firm decision making, but above all these qualities a very good human being and a warm person which many may not be aware seeing his public and on-screen personality, apart from those who met him and knew him personally. Probably the reason why so many personalities from different fields visited him while he was ill and during his final procession and also expressed their gratitude on various social networking site and in the press and media.

     

   May be the neutrals and anti-thackrey people might have been bemused by the attendance of these personalities and common people at the procession, but it was not a surprise for the the common workers of the party called the 'Shiv-Sainiks' as they were aware of the aura of Balasaheb Thackrey.

   This is very uncommon that a party leader sitting at the top in the hierarchy gave access to the very common worker in the party to meet him and to listen to his grievances or just to give blessings. 

   A nucleus with his strong nuclear force kept the nucleons(shiv-sainiks) together in the atom called Shiv sena for so many years.

   A moment with Balasaheb Thackrey that i will always cherish for rest of my life came about 25 years ago when my father visited him. I don't remember that moment as I was too small, but as told by my father, he took me along with him to meet Balasaheb, he and his collegues carried a garland of flowers for Balasaheb with which they greeted him, after which Balasaheb removed the garland and put it around my neck as seen in the picture below.

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The most favourite picture of my life. May be at that moment I did not know who he was but after few years when I saw this picture I felt very proud and lucky.

TRIBUTE TO THE TIGER

Jai Maharashtra !

आई आणि बालपण...Mother and Childhood

पायांच्या पाळण्यावर दिलेली झूल

आठवते खूप !

निजताना तुझ्या कुशीची उब

आठवते खूप !

पदराने तू  माझं पुसलेलं मुख

आठवते खूप !

जाताना दूर लागलेली रुखरुख

आठवते खूप !

ओल्या जखमेवर तू मारलेली फुंक

आठवते खूप !

मनातून प्रेम पण रागाचं रूप

आठवते खूप !

रागावून तुझ्यावर न जेवण्याची चूक

आठवते खूप !

मग तुझ्याच हाताने भागलेली भूक

आठवते खूप !

वाढवलास अंगी जगण्याचा हुरुप

आठवते खूप !

दुखातही नेहमी दिलेले सुख

आठवते खूप !

- Bharat Bhankal

LET IT BE, STEVIE G

LET IT BE, STEVIE G

When we find ourselves in times of trouble,

Stevie G runs past me,

Playing the game with wisdom, Stevie G,

And in my home, the Spion Kop.

We watch him jog, right in front of me,

Spreading balls with wisdom, Stevie G,

Let it be, let it be, let it be, Stevie G,

The local lad turned hero, Stevie G.

And when the jubilant Kopite people,

All living in The Park agree,

That we all know the answer, Stevie G,

And although we may all be fooled.

There is still a chance that we will see,

The footballing phenomenon, Stevie G,

Let it be, let it be, let it be, Stevie G,

Spreading balls with wisdom, Stevie G.

And when the night is cloudy,

There is still a man that we all see,

A young, committed Kopite, Stevie G,

Playing to the sound of music,

Stevie G runs past me,

Playing the game with wisdom, Stevie G,

Let it be, let it be, let it be, Stevie G,

For we all know the answer, his name is Stevie G.

तू आणि मी...I, Love and You !

My Scribbles

पहिल्यांदा समोर आलेली तू 

तुला पाहून पाहत राहणारा मी

गरदीतून नाहिशी होणारी तू 

आणि गर्दीत तुला शोधत बसणारा मी

Stop वर येउन बसची वाट बघणारी तू 

कित्येक बस सोडून तुझी वाट बघणारा मी

Lecture ला नेहमी हजेरी लावणारी तू 

आणि नेहमी दुसऱ्यानची proxy लावणारा मी

माझ्याशी कधी ही न बोलणारी तू 

फक्त तुझ्याशीच बोलावे असे वाटणारा मी

मैत्रिणींन सोबत सतत हसणारी तू 

मित्रान सोबत असून नसणारा मी

माझ्या नकळत मला पाहणारी तू 

तुझी ही चोरी नेहमी पकडणारा मी

माझ्या समोर आल्यावर बावरलेली तू 

आणि स्वतःच स्वतःला सावरणारा मी

डोळ्यातून मनातलं सांगणारी तू 

मनातलं कधी ही ओठांवर न आणणारा मी

माझ्या प्रश्नाची वाट बघणारी तू 

तुझ्या उत्तराला घाबरणारा मी

कधी एक दिवस न येणारी तू 

आणि दिवसभर हरवून जाणारा मी

मग अचानक एका नवीन वाटेवर वळणारी तू 

आणि जुन्या वाटेवर तुझी वाट पाहणारा मी

अश्या वेड्या प्रेमातून उभरणारी तू 

 आणि खरंच प्रेमात पडणारा मी....

by Bharat Bhankal

Hum Tere Pyar Mein Saara Alaam...

Dil Ek Mandir - Meena Kumari, Raj Kumar

 Singer - Lata Mangeshkar

 Lyrics - Hasrat Jaipuri

Music - Shankar Jaikishen

LYRICS

हम तेरे प्यार में सारा आलम खो बैठे हैं
तुम कहते हो कि ऐसे प्यार को भूल जाओ, भूल जाओ
हम तेरे...

पंछी से छुड़ाकर उसका घर, तुम अपने घर पर ले आये
ये प्यार का पिंजरा मन भाया, हम जी भर-भर कर मुस्काये
जब प्यार हुआ इस पिंजरे से, तुम कहने लगे आज़ाद रहो
हम कैसे भुलायें प्यार तेरा, तुम अपनी ज़ुबाँ से ये न कहो
अब तुमसा जहां में कोई नहीं है, हम तो तुम्हारे हो बैठे
तुम कहते...

इस तेरे चरण की धूल से हमने, अपनी जीवन मांग भरी
जब ही तो सुहागन कहलाई, दुनिया के नज़र में प्यार बनीं
तुम प्यार की सुन्दर मूरत हो, और प्यार हमारी पूजा है
अब इन चरणों में दम निकले, बस इतनी और तमन्ना है 
हम प्यार के गंगाजल से बलम जी, तनमन अपना धो बैठे
तुम कहते...

सपनों का दर्पण देखा था, सपनों का दर्पण तोड़ दिया
ये प्यार का आँचल हमने तो, दामन से तुम्हारे बाँध लिया
ये ऐसी गाँठ है उल्फत की, जिसको न कोई भी खोल सका
तुम आन बसे जब इस दिल में, दिल फिर तो कहीं ना डोल सका
ओ प्यार के सागर हम तेरी लहरों में नांव डुबो बैठे
तुम कहते... 

Hum Tere Pyaar Mein Saaraa Aalam Kho Baithhe Hai, Kho Baithhe
tum Kahate Ho Ke Ayese Pyaar Ko Bhool Jaao, Bhool Jaao

panchhee Se Chhudaakar Us Kaa Ghar, Tum Apane Ghar Par Le Aaye
ye Pyaar Kaa Pinjaraa Man Bhaayaa, Hum Jee Bhar Bhar Kar Musakaye
jab Pyaar Huaa Is Pinjade Se, Tum Kahane Lage Aazaad Raho
hum Kaise Bhulaaye Pyaar Teraa, Tum Apanee Jubaan Se Ye Naa Kaho
ab Tum Saa Jahaan Mein Koee Naheen Hai, Hum To Tumhaare Ho Baithhe
tum Kahate Ho Ke Ayese Pyaar Ko Bhool Jaao, Bhool Jaao

is Teree Charan Kee Dhool Se Hum Ne Apanee Jeewan Maang Bharee
jab Hee To Suhaagan Kahalaayee, Duniyaan Kee Najar Mein Pyaar Banee
tum Pyaar Kee Sundar Moorat Ho, Aaur Pyaar Humaaree Poojaa Hai
ab In Charanon Mein Dam Nikale, Bas Itanee Aaur Tamannaa Hai
hum Pyaar Ke Gangaajal Se Balam Jee Tanaman Apanaa Dho Baithhe
tum Kahate Ho Ke Ayese Pyaar Ko Bhool Jaao, Bhool Jaao 

sapanon Kaa Darpan Dekhaa Thaa, Sapanon Kaa Darpan Tod Diyaa

ye Pyaar Kaa Aanchal Humane To Daaman Se Tumhaare Baandh Liyaa

ye Ayesee Gaanthh Hain Ulafata Kee, Jis Ko Naa Koee Bhee Khol Sakaa

tum Aan Base Jab Is Dil Me, Dil Fir To Kahee Naa Dol Sakaa

o Pyaar Ke Saagar Hum Teree Laharon Mein Naaw Doobo Baithhe

tum Kahate Ho Ke Ayese Pyaar Ko Bhool Jaao, Bhool Jaao

My Favorite MALVANI Dishes

Malvan (Marathi: मालवण) (also written as Malwan) is a town in Sindhudurg District, the southernmost district of Maharashtra. This culturally and historically important town is a Taluka place in Sindhudurg District. Malvan taluka consists of villages like Aangnechi wadi, Achra, Khalchi Devli, Jamdul, Juva, Pankhol and Sarjekot. It is known for Sindhudurg Fort, its Malvani cuisine (rice and fish curry). It is known for its variety of mangos (Malvani Hapus - Alphonso). It is also known for sweets such as Malvani Khaja (Made from Gram - besan flour and coated jaggery) and Malvani Ladoos.A very important part of Malavni culture is a Malvani Dashavtar, a drama-play based on mythological stories. 

Several apocryphal and some more credible stories related to the name Malvan exist. Salt was produced in large quantity in the Malvan region. Salt producers use term Mahalavan to describe a region rich in salt, a compound word from "Maha" meaning great, and "lavan" meaning plantation (or salt). Another possibility is a phonetic derivative of the compound of "Mad" and "Ban", Malvani for coconut trees and garden respectively, relating to the large number of coconut trees in the region. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

The cuisine of this region is popularly known as Malvani cuisine. Coconut, Rice and fish assume prime significance in the Malavani cuisine.

Kolambi Fry

(Prawns)

Kolambi Masala

Kurli (Crab) Masala 

 Kombadi Vade 

(Chicken with dumplings of wheat or rice)

Surmai Fry

(King Fish)

Tisrya Masala Curry

(Calms)

Bombil Fry

(Bombay Duck)

And after all this a very special...

Sol Kadi 

(curry made from coconut milk and Kokum)

ALL THE BEST!

Always give your best

God will to do the rest

Get the chin off the chest

No matter how tough the test

You'll rise above the rest

Trials will not go to waste

Get up and Fly from the nest

Now its time to end the quest

Failure is only your guest

Get the success in your arrest

Do everything with a zest

Glory will sail from east to west

Each new day will be a fest

All the Best !

All the Best !

                                                       

- Bharat Bhankal