Today i saw you in the cloth of themes. The competitive world has grabbed you as a silent partner. Today you are the weapon and hot pot of Ashvin month.
Distressing, it is to see you ‘speech’ ‘less’. To ask you, don’t you feel sidelined; when the so called aficionados are there because of the magnetic field of lights, beautification and least intellectual ideas of your arrival. Supposition of your reply is No, you are above Karma. You are the mother of every soul, irrespective of the infinite mistakes. Ma, to give you an update, now you share your fame with poppy seeds, titanic, rail accidents, depiction of calamities, and even with the ghosts. Trust me, the viewers are mesmerised with the artistic work first, you come later. Yes, you are disheartened. But don’t be so, you are above Karma.
Sharodia shubhechcha is incomplete without branded clothes, Gucci bags, expensive jewelleries and tons and tons of oily food. Poro ninda poro chorcha plays a lead role in your temporary shelters (pandals). Oshtomi Onjoli is a mere portrayal of being a Bengali who supposed to have faith in Goddess Durga. No matter how ill concentrated is she while chanting mantras, due to the fear of losing the stilettos which are in fashion this pujo. Even i don’t claim to be an exception. Because i am not above the Maya chakravyuh.
Scratching all these earthly delights, the irony stands as overlooked. Strange it is! you are the symbol of respect for matriarchy in the sturdily practiced patriarchal society. In the same line, the stereotyped population recites “Joy Ma Durga”, there is a ritual of ‘Kumari Puja’. You are believed to be above all. Highly doubtful it is, whether they know what it means to worship a girl. How precious she is. Ma, the humanised world has grossly failed to make everybody aware ‘woman is the creator of the whole world’. I fear, decades have passed by making a girl sacrifice every bit of her life for the sake of an authoritative Man.
What is more in use? Mythology or illogical societal orthodoxy? With this question the value to worship you, goes in vain. Without snatching the copyright of the person who tagged woman as “Sheema Shorger Indrani” (Meaning thereby, the powerful beauty, in the heaven of boundaries and restrictions), True it is. Indeed it is the time to change our inner thoughts.
This Pujo you made me feel the warmth of a hug from the sunlight which i don’t find in the entire year, the ash white ‘Kash flowers’, the magical aroma in the breeze before your arrival. What else do i need? You filled me with an eternal joy; comparing it with any material happiness will be a sheer immaturity on my part.
But your lady, I show my inability to understand what is the future, is it the same which i can see with my naked eyes, or what i have felt with my inner consciousness?
Why don’t you break your silence? Ma?
‘Jago Jogo Maya Jago Mrinmoyi, Chinmoyi Rupe Jago’
