Colorful kolams from the neighborhood that was drawn for Pongal.
During the festival of Ganesh Chaturthi, she makes the Ganesh idol out of clay with her own hands.
Colorful kolams from the neighborhood that was drawn for Pongal.
During the festival of Ganesh Chaturthi, she makes the Ganesh idol out of clay with her own hands.
Colorful Pongal kolams from the neighborhood
The Pongal festival weekend went well; however, we couldn't celebrate it in our traditional way of cooking Pongal on a firewood stove. Though mom cooked sweet Pongal in an earthen pot on the gas stove, the taste was not as expected.
A couple of years ago, we celebrated the Pongal in the traditional style of cooking Pongal, outside the home, on the balcony, or courtyard of the former house on the ground floor, which gives a sense of appreciation for nature that provides us with life. As of now, the festival passes without leaving any special feeling; perhaps we are shifting gears to perceive it as another day.
Unlike earlier, there weren't any programs on television that were interesting or watchable. All television channels rely on serial artists to create all programs, which can only be enjoyed by viewers who follow their serials; fortunately, no one at home watches serials, so I don't have to deal with these tortures. Thankfully, OTTs and YouTube were available for entertainment; I have subscribed to several YouTube channels, but the reality is that I don't have the time to watch them all, and they are either endless or unending.
In my perspective, the best part of this year's Pongal festival was my nephews. Jeswanth and Kavin, the sons of my cousin's sister and my younger brother, with a nearly six-month difference in age, are doing their sums (troublesome) well. If they both came together, they would turn the house upside down, but at the same time, they would both show their tenderness and innocence, making our time together pleasurable and memorable.
Kavin |
Jeswanth |
My cousin's sister is caring for her maternally ill grandma, who is in the hospital, and she has left her child with her parents, who are my uncle and aunt and reside next door. You don't need further details for him to enter our home once their door is open. For Pongal, we dressed the kids in traditional dothi and shirt outfits, which made them much adorable, and they each came up with a prayer bell to ring while worshipping the sun.
If you forgot, Pongal is our harvest festival and thanksgiving day to all that nature and farmers have given us to survive, and the sun is worshipped on this day as the most important of all-natural elements. I understand that the kids have no clue about this or any other topic till they reach a certain age, but teaching them when they are young to be humble and rational about things will undoubtedly help them sustain and advance in the future. The images of my nephews in this post are from Pongal, and I hope you enjoy them.
Colorful Kolams
And both the simple kolams were drawn by my aunt.
For the past two years, mom has been unable to draw kolam with my aunt over the festive season due to leg problems. My aunt is also facing some health problems lately, unable to draw large kolams on her own, and has resorted to simple colored kolams. This time, for the Pongal, mom was exhausted because of excess house cleaning, and she was so tired that she doubted whether she could carry out the event the next day or not. But I'm glad she woke up normally for Pongal, and the rest of the day went well.
To put it another way, the long weekend is arriving. Pongal, the harvest and thanksgiving festival of Tamil Nadu and Tamils worldwide, falls on the weekend, with the first day as Bhogi; Pongal, Mattu Pongal, Kaanum Pongal, and Ulavar Thirunaal to follow, and is a significant festival time in Tamil Nadu.
Each day has its significant reason to celebrate. Bhogi was observed on the concept of "the old goes away, and the new comes in," which means getting rid of the old and undesired things in our homes and lives and replacing them with the new, or letting out things to breathe fresh. People traditionally light a fire outside their homes on this day and burn undesired items in it, but lately, the practice of burning things has decreased, thanks to public awareness of the environment and pollution and the prohibition on burning tires and plastic items.
Pongal, the important festival of the series, takes place on the second day (Jan. 15), thanking the natural elements and farmers that give us life and progress in them. If nature provides us with the source, it is the farmers, who transform it into our life support, just like our two eyes, which have to work correctly to see a clear picture of life. On this day, people gather in the open to boil milk and rice in an earthen pot and worship the sun as the source of light and energy for everyone's well-being and future.
From the beginning, cattle have always been the only source of support in our farming, and it's a difficult question to answer if they aren't. So there is no farming without the cattle, especially the bulls, whose muscular pull gives rise to our grains; their dung is the best natural supply of fertilizer to yield abundantly. Farming and cattle are inextricably linked, and even though we are technologically advanced and have machines for every job, to coin the phrase, "old is gold," there is still a demand for them for organic farming. And dedicating a day to cattle is both appropriate and necessary to send a message to the world about the significance of cattle, and our relationship with the species is known as Mattu Pongal or Bull Pongal.
Finally, the Kaanum Pongal arrives, a much-anticipated day for families and friends to get together and have fun. On this day, folks pack a lunch and go on a pleasant and entertaining journey to tourist attractions, beaches, and the banks of rivers and lakes. Farmers and workaholics take time off from their jobs to be with family and friends. So the four-day festival encompasses things that we may be grateful for and cherish all year: the worth of food and its evolution, and thinking and longing for time together. Happy Pongal to everyone!
It's good to hear The Chennai Sangamam, a street festival of Tamil Nadu's traditional folk arts held during Pongal, the harvest festival, in Chennai, has returned after an eleven-year absence; the government of Tamil Nadu (headed by Chief Minister MK Stalin) has decided to conduct the festival since the change in government after ten years and a covid period.
(All images are from 2009 festival) |
The Chennai Sangamam 2023 begins on January 13th and runs through January 17th, and it was organized by MP Kanimozhi - who was even the festival's organizer at the time - along with Chennai Corporation. Apart from celebrating Pongal in a high mood, the main goal of this festival is to take our classic art, music, and dance to every corner of the city and show it to people who were unfamiliar with it.
I wished the Chennai Sangamam could have continued despite the change of government since holding the festival is a worthy cause that not only promotes art but also helps village artists, the majority of whom come from impoverished backgrounds. The inaugural Sangamam took place in 2007, but I only saw it in 2009 at Palavakkam Beach Premises in Chennai, and it was a colorful spectacle of stage performances by rural artists.
I think this should not be limited to Chennai alone but should be extended to other places to educate others about our unique art forms in Tamil Nadu. I am only familiar with a few of Tamil Nadu's many dance and music genres, including Mayilattam (peacock dance), Karakattam (in the worship of the rain goddess), Oyilattam (grace dance), Puliyattam (tiger dance), Poikkaal Kuthirai Aattam (dummy horse dance), and others.
Karakattam is familiar to most, as they take first place in festivals and cultural programs. Karagam translates as "decorated vessel." As a result, one must perform dance movements in the direction of music while placing the vessel on the head without allowing it to fall. Until that day, I had only seen this style of dancing in movies, and the one that remains with me the most is Karakattakkaran (Karagam dancer), a popular Tamil film.
I hope that the Chennai Sangamam will continue for the next three years or until a new government is formed in the upcoming elections, while I wish that any government that form has the responsibility to hold festivals to emphasize and protect our ancient traditional art in any form. I am sure it was a colorful event that will brighten up the city as we celebrate the harvest festival, Pongal, and thank nature and farmers for the source of life and food.
A couple of colorful Kolam from Pongal.
Few colorful Kolam from Pongal.
As soon as his wife completed the Kolam, he
Whatsapp me the photos of the Kolam, and what you see in the collage above is
what he sent me that night. And the
following photos are of the same shot by my mom in the morning on my behalf.
My friend's house is located right behind our house
and narrow by street, doesn't allow the Kolams to last long, or until the
evening when I go out shooting Kolam in the wheelchair. Karthik's wife is a
talented woman and does well in artworks, and I have seen a few of her's on
Facebook and while admiring her work, I appreciate her patience, which I think
is mandatory when creating art. I hope you guys like her elegant work in Kolam.
A couple of colorful Kolam from the neighborhood, shot on the day of the Pongal festival last month.
A cow and calf
drove down our street on Mattu Pongal – the third day (Jan 15) of the Pongal festival celebrated to thank cattle. Each year we find a cow or two drove down
our street after the worship or perhaps to or fro from a temple visit since
they are celebrated on this day.
Let’s begin the month (February) colorfully!
Kolam considered
an auspicious and morning exercise for women in general, as they bend down and
connect the dots, they do some math’s blending the body and mind. Due to knee
problems and space for drawing, keep mom away from following the custom, so my
aunt takes care of drawing kolam daily in front of the house as we share the
same gateway. Lately, there was a talk of keeping a maid to do the task daily
on our behalf. Not every day we drew color Kolam; so, it won't be difficult in
general, and many of our neighbors have such maids, who used to draw simple and
same design as Kolam.
I haven’t planned to go out during the Pongal holidays esp. to avoid the festival crowd, even though the government had forbidden people from visiting tourist places and beaches during the Pongal holidays to prevent the spreading of coronavirus. I went out on the Mattu Pongal day (Jan 15), and this day is usually crowded on ECR (east coast road), unlike the Kaanum Pongal (the next day), with a peak in-crowd, but the closer of tourist places left minimum vehicles on the road. Only the amusement parks were opened, with a fully loaded parking lot.
It's always a
dream to see water in the Palar river, which often looks dry, other than little
pools of water. The Palar river rises in the Nandi hill of Karnataka and runs
into Andhra Pradesh, and then into Tamil Nadu, for a length of 350 km before
merged at the sea. The dam is about 75km from Chennai on the ECR, and there’s a
signboard indicating the road to the dam (take left) before crossing the
river.
The check-dam is
built at the mouth of the river for about a km in length, and in between
Vayalur-Kadalur village, where the river meets the sea. The road passes through
the narrow streets of Vayalur village, ends at the north bank of the river, and
then a mud road slides to the dam. When we went, there were already a dozen
cars and bikes parked in front of the river, and many people were having fun by
sliding through the spillway and taking bath at the river. Despite the slippery
spillway and rocks around the dam, this seems to be a safe place to relax and
enjoy the bath as a family.
It was noon when
we arrived at the dam, and the sun was shining above our heads, so we could not
get clear pictures of the place as there was too much sunlight. I even couldn't
shoot the flock of pelicans taking flights above the dam site, and they should
have come up fishing at the dam. The water stays up to and beyond the bridge of
the ECR, which is something I have never seen before – the last flood I saw on
the Palar river was in 1997. We quickly moved from there as the sun was quite
sharp on us.
The dam is built in 2019 with funding from Kalpakkam Atomic Station and was opened by the chief minister of Tamil Nadu, Edappadi K Palanisamy. And the best time to visit the dam is post-monsoon, the only time when the river sees some flow of water.
Every year we
used to draw colorful Kolams, aka Rangoli, in front of the home to add
auspiciousness to the festival, and boiling milk and rice in a mud pot, on top
of firewood, is another kind of gesture greeting farmers and nature, and also
helping the pottery workers.
I always love
celebrating a festival beyond its religious beliefs and rituals, as I believe
festivals are mean to gather people and celebrate the spirit of togetherness. Pongal
is a social festival and farmer’s festive so wishing for their wellness is important
and being a pandemic period, we had no option other than limiting our celebrations although our celebration is always restrained to two families. But this year is
gonna be celebrated in the kitchen itself. Hehe
Talking about
the past year will only make it sadder than happier, and it is a year the world
will never forget for the number of losses mankind faced, but the consoling
fact was nature restored its place even if it is a temporary phase. Personally, 2020 is a devastating year for us
apart from the pandemic Dracula sucking the life from all over the world, some
lives were lost in our family circle and a couple of them were quite unexpected.
Though no life is lost for COVID-19, my uncle’s death was the most sent tremors
into our family than the cousin who died leaving back two little kids. No life
is left to comparable and life is a life that is replaceable by anything but
we haven’t been close with that cousin to deeply feel the pain.
This cousin is a good-hearted guy, and kindness would melt in
front of his smile, and he had never raised his voice or think to hurt anybody,
but he died out of high pressure and cardiac arrest. Perhaps because of this,
he hadn't shared his problems with others, and this is a problem with many of
our reserved types is to suffer silently. He’s a project manager in a reputed
IT firm and an affectionate kid to his mom and with a problematic married life,
should I need to define the challenges he got in front of him to cease his life?
My uncle
is just 6 months younger than my dad and thus they are like best friends and
whatever it is dad only call him first to know his thought before proceeding. I
would say he was an iron man who lived among us, and his support to our families is significantly
strong and there’s nothing he unknown, and has great grasping power to workout things
at observing. It was him, and it was on
his captainship my brother’s wedding in November held successfully. But he couldn’t
live less than a week to see them lead their life or any of our future events.
We meet
him frequently or to say at least once in a week or two, it was hard for us to
think or feel he’s no more but we feel regret for our aunt who misses him the
most as a loving wife. They lived like made for each other and as a cool and
casual couple. They lead any of our functions
from the front and now seeing her confined to home hurts really. I hope she
returns to normalcy and continues the way she was earlier. I know she too knows
life has to move on, more than any of the other, as she already came over her
daughter’s demise a decade ago. My thoughts go for her…
Thank you
Mom's colorful floral Kolam |
Shot from the balcony and you could see my aunt coloring the Kolam down in front of home. |