Immersing Ganesha - An ode to broken things?

The Chilean poet Pablo Neruda may well have been talking of the immersion of Ganesha, thinks Sahastrarashmi as he presents a tableau of pictures from the beach at Pondicherry


Let's put all our treasures together
-- the clocks, plates, cups cracked by the cold --
into a sack and carry them
to the sea
and let our possessions sink
into one alarming breaker
that sounds like a river.
May whatever breaks
be reconstructed by the sea
with the long labor of its tides.
So many useless things
which nobody broke
but which got broken anyway.


~ PABLO NERUDA
From Ode to Broken Things

Photographs by Sahastrarashmi
Text from a poem by Pablo Neruda

Indian Laburnum - the Vishu tree

Wherever you go in the world, Mallus can be identified on Vishu's eve as they strip Golden Shower trees bare of flowers! On that cheery note, Happy Vishu!

Today is Vishu, the day of many new beginnings if you happen to hail from Kerala, as three of the Ogres here do. Interestingly, the assembly elections in our home state have seen over 75 percent voter turnout. Good beginnings, we hope, are in season. 


Vishu is also associated with wealth and prosperity, and one of the festival's enduring symbols is the Indian Laburnum (Cassia fistula) or Golden Shower Tree, known in Kerala as Kani-konna. In northern India, where the tree flowers copiously at this time of the year, it is known as Amaltas.


Two weeks ago I saw several trees in abundant flower in Nagarahole. But here in Bangalore, the best trees seem to be hidden way inside the campus of Christ University. Flowers are eagerly hunted on this day by displaced Malayalees looking to recreate a semblance of homeliness, so many trees are forced to part with their pendulous golden cascades. 

Wherever they are in the world, Mallus (like these in Pondicherry) can be easily identified as they raid Indian Laburnum trees for their blossoms on the eve of Vishu

In Bangalore and Mysore, Ogres searched high and low for a suitable tree to photograph. None were available. Finally, it was left to a non-Mallu (or a Nor-Mal, as a good friend describes our kind) to find a tree good enough to be photographed. In Pondicherry, where most trees are not yet in flower, Sahastra shot these small but splendid trees in full bloom. We hereby anoint him an honorary Mallu!


Wish you a Happy Vishu!


Photographs by Sahastrarashmi. Text by Beej.