{"id":102,"date":"2007-05-04T13:12:00","date_gmt":"2007-05-04T18:12:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sprajan.wordpress.com\/2007\/05\/04\/festive-times-and-childhood-memories\/"},"modified":"2010-05-10T10:00:48","modified_gmt":"2010-05-10T15:00:48","slug":"festive-times-and-childhood-memories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ourowncorner.com\/poohsden\/festive-times-and-childhood-memories\/","title":{"rendered":"Festive times and childhood memories"},"content":{"rendered":"<div>\n<div><a href=\"http:\/\/kavismusings.blogspot.com\/2007\/05\/madurais-chitrai-festival.html\">This<\/a><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\"> recent post by Kavi, sent R on a nostalgic dive to those days, growing up in Madurai as a kid.  Its been 10 yrs since his last <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">Chithirai thiruvizha<\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">, but he can still remember those memories like it was yesterday!<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">Update: Thanks to R&#8217;s mom for this <\/span><a href=\"http:\/\/maduraimeenakshi.org\/page1.htm\">link<\/a><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">. It has pictures and details of this year&#8217;s festival. Take a look.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">R says,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">I have gone many places and seen a lot of things, but absolutely nothing compares to the great festivities, devotion and excitement of the <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">Chithirai thiruvizha<\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">The festival is basically a celebration of the marriage of Goddess Meenakshi (Parvati) to Lord Sundareshwarar (Shiva).  The <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">thiruvizha<\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\"> begins with the procession of the deities along the four Masi streets, around the famous Meenakshi Amman temple. We were in the thick of action as we lived on West Masi street.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">Every evening during the festival the doorstep would be washed clean in the evening and an intricate pattern (kolam) would be drawn using rice flour. Then we would wait excitedly for the sound of the drums, signalling that the procession has begun. The musicians were followed by elephants or camels (it was different every day!) and we kids were always at the front door to watch the animals go by. I guess it was the animals and the carnival feel that got us most excited. It was like watching a live circus at your doorstep. By this time a good crowd would have started lining the streets and the excitement increased proportionally to the size of the crowd. Ofcourse smart bussinessmen cashed in on such occasions. A roadside ballon-man, a <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">sundal<\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\"> seller and others would move 1 step ahead of the procession and sell their wares.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">Ofcourse the traditional <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">pooja<\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\"> for the deities were also a part of the celebration. My mom and grandmother would be ready with the pooja items and offerings to the Gods. Then we would hear it, faintly at first and growing louder. More musicians and devotees chanting as the Gods came in procession, seated on a different <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">vahana<\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\"> each day.  Led by devotees carrying lanterns, the deities would stop in front of each home that had an offering. The priest would conduct a quick pooja, and the Gods, blessing us would move on to the next household.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">This would go on daily for about 10 days, with the special day being the <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">poo pallakku<\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\"> (Chariot of flowers). On this day, the vahana would be replaced by a &#8220;chariot&#8221; filled with roses! The crowd was always extra-large for this procession.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">And if this was&#8217;nt fascinating enough, the next day brings the giant chariots, &#8220;<\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">Thaeru<\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">&#8220;. These gigantic raths were pulled by thousands of devotees as they capriciously makes their way around the Masi streets. You should see the streets at that time. Absolutely jampacked with no room at all. Thankfully, we had an ideal vantage point at the terrace of our home.  Imagine sitting on the terrace of a three-story home (used to be one of the tallest in the street then) and being dwarfed by the huge rath. It was indeed a humbling sight. Siting in the raths would be a young boy and a girl playing the roles of Goddess Meenakshi and Lord Sundareshwarar as they are wed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">The story goes that, Lord <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">Kallazhagar<\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\"> (Vishnu), Goddess Meenakshi&#8217;s brother is delayed getting to the wedding, and  finding out he is a day too late, goes back angry and crosses the Vaigai River.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">As a part of the <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">Chithirai <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">festivites there is also the <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">Chithirai Poruthkatchi <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">(exhibition). It is usually held at the<\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\"> Tamukkam <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">fields. There were numerous stalls displaying everything under the sun, the latest housewares, to clothes to footwear. You name it, it was there. Half the things sold were junk, but it still was a big hangout in the otherwise entertainment-scarce Madurai. The exhibition atmosphere used to be electric, flashing lights, loud music, the big ferris wheels, the merry-go-arounds and try-your-luck stalls were a treat for us kids. And how can I leave out the exhibition food? It is always strange that the food made there tastes so much better than some of the food I have eaten. The puffy pink <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">panjumithai<\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\"> (cotton candy or candy floss), the big <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">Delhi appalams<\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\"> (they were easily 20 inches dia with a sprinkling of spices), the hot <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">millagai bhaji<\/span> (hot peppers dipped in batter and deep fried). Yum!<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">The <\/span><a href=\"http:\/\/poohsden.blogspot.com\/2007\/03\/rodeo-review.html\">Houston rodeo<\/a><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\"> is the closest thing to the <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">Chithirai thiruvizha <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">I have been to. If you ever get a chance to visit Madurai during the <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">Chithirai thiruvizha<\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">, I would advice you not to miss it for the world! Every year my mother talks about that year&#8217;s festival and I vow I&#8217;ll be there following year. But never get to do it. Might be next year! V was in India last year during the <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">Chithirai thiruvizha <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">and thought she did&#8217;nt find the time to stay for all the 10 days, she did see the procession a couple of days!<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">I donot have any pictures of the festivities and it is always been a dream to shoot a series of photos during the <\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">thiruvila<\/span><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\"> and till then I&#8217;ll have to make do with this photo of the<span> gopuram<\/span> of the Meenakshi Amman <span>kovil<\/span>!<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/bp2.blogger.com\/_3S8bDSA63GQ\/RjsUOs6ntWI\/AAAAAAAAAOk\/at0aClTmWio\/s1600-h\/cp-1.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/bp2.blogger.com\/_3S8bDSA63GQ\/RjsUOs6ntWI\/AAAAAAAAAOk\/at0aClTmWio\/s320\/cp-1.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\/&gt;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">Update: Thanks to R&#8217;s mom for this <\/span><a href=\"http:\/\/maduraimeenakshi.org\/page1.htm\">link<\/a><span style=\"font-family: times new roman;\">. It has pictures and details of this year&#8217;s festival. Take a look.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This recent post by Kavi, sent R on a nostalgic dive to those days, growing up in Madurai as a kid. Its been 10 yrs since his last Chithirai thiruvizha, but he can still remember those memories like it was yesterday! Update: Thanks to R&#8217;s mom for this link. It has pictures and details of this year&#8217;s festival. Take a look. R says, I have gone many places and seen a lot of things, but absolutely nothing compares to the great festivities, devotion and excitement of the Chithirai thiruvizha. The festival is basically a celebration of the marriage of Goddess Meenakshi (Parvati) to Lord Sundareshwarar (Shiva). The thiruvizha begins with the procession of the deities along the four Masi streets, around the famous Meenakshi Amman temple. We were in the thick of action as we lived on West Masi street. Every evening during the festival the doorstep would be washed clean in the evening and an intricate pattern (kolam) would be drawn using rice flour. Then we would wait excitedly for the sound of the drums, signalling that the procession has begun. 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