गर्जती तोफांचे चौघडे………
मराठी पाऊल पडते पुढे………
Congratulations to Krushnaa Patil, a 19-year-old girl from Pune (this is what nearly all newspapers and channels call her), for *conquering* Mount Everest.
On Thursday morning, Krushnaa was on top of the world, literally, becoming only the second person from Maharashtra to scale Everest and also the first woman from the state to do so. She was the second youngest Indian woman to reach the peak. Surendra Chavan of Pune was the first person from the state to conquer Everest in 1998.source: TOI
I am proud of you, Krushnaa. Kudos!!
A friend of Krushnaa has written about her at DNA News.
She has been blogging about her journey at her blog The Burning Face. (I am not sure why she chose this name for her blog )
Times of India also reported that “Krushnaa’s tall feat has come at a cost”. Her parents took a loan of 30 laks to send her for this expedition!!! Government should do something for this type of initiatives.
Here are some pictures from her blog:
Congratulations Krushnaa!! and Best luck for future!!
This year, for first time in life, I was not at home for Ganesh Chaturthi.
Early morning of Ganesh Chaturthi, I was standing in the balcony of my flat. I heard some noise of children in distance. Soon a small rally of young kids passed the road in front of me. One adult was carrying a small statue of Lord Ganesha carefully.All kids were jumping about him. They were *shouting* in chorus “Ganapati Bappa Morya” as loudly as possible.
The scene moved me. Funny eh? It should have made me smile, not sad.
But it did both.
I smiled and next moment I felt sad.
Every year on this day, as far as I remember, me and my brother and some of neighbourhood children go to bring Ganesha home.
Chorus of his name(Ganpati Bappa Morya) while bringing him,
people looking admiringly smiling and joining in while passing our little rally,
every child dancing in front,
mummy doing Pooja before entering in home,
decorating whole house for the festival,
going every home in the area in groups to do the Aarati,
full stomachs with Prasaad,
going to watch different programs arranged by Public Festival Groups,
All memories just started dancing in front of my eyes. So many years Igrew up doing all this and never realized how important the day is in my life. I didn’t dare to call home as I was sure I would cry listening to sounds at home.
I am really feeling sorry Bappa, I know I am much lazy in doing all things people do for you but still I love you. Morya!!!
On lighter side, my roommate brought home Brand New Apache RTR 160. (The reason I didn’t went home was I wanted to be with him while purchasing his first bike with his own money )
Come on, join me..
Morya!!!Note: I am currently very busy and my PL is always sitting with me these days. So I am writing this when he is away So sorry for not commenting and replyig. Will do it soon. Cheers.
Note: Looking back at old posts, today, on 19 September 2008, I still think this is my most favorite post till date!!
I usually leave my office around 8 to 8.30 pm everyday. And I always walk the way back home which is not so far (just 1.5 km approx) from office. Listening to Radio Mirchi is my usual timepass while walking and I never really notice whats happening around.
Yesterday, something was different with my brain, my thoughts. I completed my work before 5.30 and was free to leave at 6. But no. Things can not go so easy if you are working in software industry. As I was about to leave, my team-lead came with news of some code rework we needed to do. Hell! I started again and continued until I realized it was quarter past nine and I was the only one who was still working. Silently I stopped working and left my seat.