[Excuse the date on the photos, need to reset the time a few hours ahead]
Aditya is Sanskrit for ‘The Sun God’, and I had to see what the fuss over ‘Chhatt Pooja’ is all about. Having had a rather merry time in South Bombay last evening, my routine of waking up before dawn went for a toss and I missed the grand festivities.
Flooded with messages urging me to go paint “The Great Wall Of Mumbai” on Tulsi Pipe Road (Mahim/Matunga/Dadar), I was infuriated at what the so-called intellectual section of the youth that can bring about a change shows enthusiasm for on days when beaches all over Bombay are destroyed by the god-fearing faithful.
I’m not going to write the hateful post I intended to, because the sight of Juhu Beach shook me up in such a way that I don’t feel strong enough to be pissed off. It’s not even something I feel like injecting humour into, so you can imagine how disheartening the experience was. Clicked a dozen odd pictures, of which four will do the talking here. They speak for the entire stretch, and represent every beach in the city I am madly in love with.
‘Ganpati Visarjan’, ‘Durga Puja’, and ‘Chhatt Pooja’ amongst other occasions…we Indians just love to throw shit in the sea in the name of religion. We’ll colour a BMC-donated wall, show concern for dying farmers elsewhere in the state of Maharashtra and protest against an upcoming statue off the city’s coastline but will do absolutely nothing as our side of the ocean is made to binge on what it is not meant to digest and purges out the garbage along with dead marine life. And then a bunch of concerned citizens will jump out of nowhere and pick some waste off the unappealing sand with slight help and a dash of glamour from some celebrities.
As of now, the only “great wall of Mumbai” is the invisible one Bombay is cowering behind.