I am committing sacrilege by writing about a Marathi book in Ingrazi (English.) My justification is that I am writing for the off chance that some bilingual person who has lost touch with their roots is inspired to revisit Marathi literature. After taking that high moral stand, let me come to a book grounded in …
yellow yellow… dirty fellow… sitting on a buffalo The greatest riddle that one can encounter is that, “how is it, that the first rhyme that students of Crescent High School, Pune, manage to learn is yellow yellow..when the rhyme is actually making a mockery of themselves” Alternating Yellow(P) and White(S) form the basic backbone of …
One significant disconnect between me and my History textbook was over the events of the third Battle of Panipat. Ask any Maratha above the age of seventy, educated or otherwise. The mere mention of Panipat brings out an uncanny sadness. The pain of a singular event is carried down by generations in their collective memory. …