The #Diva- one & only #SitaraDevi ji #nrityasamragyi; #Queen of #kathak


The moment you see at Sitara Devi ji here in every frame the bright spirit comes alive.

Not only for women’s day but for my respect and remembrance I thought to “google” (as this word has become synonym for search) some of the images of our great star. From those thousands pics I selected and copied few pictures available and pasted here. sitara3

I wish i can write a small booklet on her. (i will try on net) each frame tells a story thus that story I will imagine and try to write  in my way. But for now, on women’s day, she is the true symbol to pay respect towards her (an untirirng spirit of a woman).

I had seen her many programs on Doordarshan all black and white broadcast from Lucknow Doordarshan Kendra during 1980s. I wish all are available in doordarshan archives? Similar programs of GopiKrishna were also telecasted.

I am not the only one who is in awe of her. The famous Dance critic writer Sunil Kothari said about her “Sitara was exceptionally talented. Full of energy and infectious spirit, her dance cast a spell on audiences, not for the nazakat (delicacy) and khubsoorti (beauty) the Lucknow gharana was known for, but for her electrifying Kathak. Sitara’s endearing way of speaking to the audience, be it in Motihari village in Bihar, or Carnegie Hall in New York, won her the affection of connoisseurs and lay people. She was a law unto herself.?       These words sumup abou ther in little.

The moment Sitara Devi ji used to come up on stage She used to electrify whole of stage.

Although SitaraDevi ji hailed from “Kathak family” and a Brahmin family, where it was a social stigma on dancing by girls of such families. But due to encouragement from her Father and guru Pt Sukhdev Maharaj she got opportunity to learn Kathak Dance from her elder sisters Tara ji, who was mother of Nritya Samrat GopiKrishna ji. Another elder sister was Alakhnanda ji who was also a famous kathak performer of her time. I think she died nearly in 1984 ??? i dont remember exact year. But when I went to BHU to appear in an examination there i had read a newsitem in a news paper that Alakhnanda ji was seriously ill and ailing in a hospital. Since I had gone to BHU to appear in an examination and i could imagine how my parents and relatives could have reacted had I requested them to take me to that hospital just to see Alakhnanda ji?? that is situation in our society. Then imagine what hardship these ladies, these legendry stars, had to face during their childhood in 1920s or 1930s?


Eldest sister of SitaraDevi ji Smt Alaknanda Devi ji
Sitara Devi ji was a permanent star attendance at most famous Holi Dhamal of RK Studio,.

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Has anyone thought that a LP record of a classical dancerimages (4) will be brought out in those times? HMV might have thought of her popularity among people of India for her singing and dancing capabilities.

Sitara Ji always loved the brighter side of life, i think that shows her postive attitude towards life. the zeal to live life to its fullest.sit1  sit6sit7

sit10Dilip saheb considered as her sister? She was married to the husband of his sister, thus by our indian traditions She was his sister? we had great traditions in India. Till recently Sitara ji visited Dilip Kumar saheb ji on Rakhsabandhan, to tie Rakhi.

Sitara ji married at her own terms. Sitara Devi was married to Nazir Ahmed Khan then to K. Asif and then to Pratap Barot. K Asif was brother of wife of Nazir Ahmed Khan.

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In this age Dr Sitara Devi ji came up on stage and people sought her blessings, at Sur Singar Sansad. Here daughter of Sitara Devi Ji Smt JayantiMala presented her dance. After Sitara Devi ji and Gopi Krishna ji there is no one who can bear the Torch of Banaras Gharana of Kathak. I mean that charm and majesty which these star dancers carried will be missed.

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Each and every frame depicts her as lively persona

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This particular image is enough to describe her untiring spirit and ever ready to dance. She was on wheel chair and still performed on stage at a function organised in memory of women empowerment !!! is it not a symbol of untiring spirit.



CHILD ABUSE at home : Child sexual abuse, what can we call it?

While sleeping i felt something unusual, But deep in sleep i could not figure it out. I felt a human body beside me. Thus clinging to that warm body I slept again. Now i know how it is dangerous to fall asleep.

He after applying his liquid kisses on me, tried to take me into his tight embrace. I also put my arms around him. He was so pleased by this that again he gave me his liquid kisses. He uses his tongue to lick my cheeks. Putting his lips on my cheeks, he sucks my cheeks tightly. He then as if assuring me tried to caress all over my head, my body and planted kiss on my forehead.

After that whenever i felt something i would move. He immediately took me into his grip of arms. Presented kisses as if, saying don’t worry, everything is ok. For assurance i had bounty of his liquid kisses on me. He many times would say “good child”.

I had picked up habit of imitating him. Whatever he did i did try to do same. He used to kiss on my forehead, cheeks, neck, eyes. i also tried to cling to him and try to kiss him on his chest and his cheeks. When he moved his body towards me then i kissed him. I also imitated him by placing my arms around him.

he was kissing me all over. His chest was over my mouth suddenly his nipples were touching  my mouth I tried to put lips on them. He liked it. he then moved close towards me and adjusted me so that my mouth be placed on his chest, So that my lips touch his nipples. As soon as his nipples came in contact if my lips I tried to firm up my lips as if I tried to kiss. He liked it. Actually he was trying to adjust himself so that I can do it again on him. He gone mad at that time with lots of groaning moaning sounds. He madly kissed me again and again. He just ate my cheeks as if he will puncture my cheeks. My cheeks were full of his saliva. He rolled his warm tongue all over my cheeks. He sucked cheeks strongly. Whole of my cheeks he pulled just like making vacuum inside his mouth.

When i tried to suck his nipple he laughed. I heard him laugh in that darkness. My ears were full of thumping sounds of my heart and his heart. His chest was so close to my face. He was taller and huge well built guy.

Then he placed his leg on me as if keeping me under his control. After I slept i didn’t know what happened? when he came? when he untied his cloths?. But when he placed his leg on me then the touch of his skin indicated that is without cloths.

When he placed his leg on me, my hand touched his thighs. he lifted his leg and adjusted himself so that my hand touch him where both of his leg meet. He pressed his arms around me tightly, he pushed me down and funny thing was that he presented many kisses.

Again while sleeping in this posture suddenly some movements woke me up. my hand found that he had loosened his loin cloth and he was rubbing himself against my body. there it was, a very hard erect thing. He might have also known that i have woken-up so he again encircled me with his strong arms and pulled towards his chest and tried to assure with soft kisses and started licking me. he guided my hand with his hand and placed it around that pulpy tube like organ. he guided my palm to grip it and make movements. By All that he meant as to tell me what to do??

My palm touched that stiff, erect hard thing. what was it? A hard fleshy thing. He started moaning. suddenly he took me into his tight grip OF ARMS as if i thought he will break my bones. But he did not forget his liquid kisses. I was made to turn halfway, now i was completely in his grip. He started rubbing vigorously his belly against me. I think he knew that i loved his liquid kisses, thus whenever i tried to stop him, softening his grips he kissed on me with his saliva kisses.

As he tightened his arms around me, he thrust his belly on me with more force. After that when i tried to move he would just soften his arms. when i again start sleeping he would again do something.  All few days all this touching thing went on.

That day also he stayed in my house. Strangely i was sleeping, something happened, since by now i had become habitual of this body touching and tight grips. thus thinking that something happening as usual, carelessly i just put my arms also around him and slept.

I felt some pressure, he kissed me. He was partly naked. i felt his bare chest at my back.

when he applied force that time i might have woken up, he then forcefully took me into arms and was thrusting his belly into my back.  He had trapped me in his arms so i could not move freely, he caressed all over my body. he surveyed my back. When he forcefully pressed his belly into my back i was shocked. there he had applied his saliva, at that moment when he thrust his organ into me and When his raw flesh (devil) touched on that spot i was blown into pieces. He thrust his fly. his organ was trying to pierce into me. He was halfway through. At that moment With full force I moved a little and came out of bed and failed his attempts.

That night changed me for forever.

This incident brought some of the previous memories to fore, which i had forgotten.

These happened when i was i think 6 or 7 years old.

one dark night I woke-up due to some unknown sensation in my lower part, I found one of my cousin lying beside me. He was much elder to me. he was doing some movements holding me.  he guided my arm to hold in grip a slippery tube like bulbous structure. Holding my hand he made to do some to and fro movements with speed. After some time some strong smashing jerks felt by my hand. I could not see anything since it was a darkest night, i have ever known.

then he lifted and took me somewhere to another place. When he placed me on that bed i found there was another a naked body.  i felt his skin.  It was a big body and well built. He took me into his arms, gently. Despite of a tough body he was gentle enough to kiss me several times. This was amazing and strange kiss i ever had. i never had such type of kiss ever before.

He adjusted me beside him on his bed. My cousin who brought me on that bed went back. This naked BIG body kept his arms around me as if i am a petite little chicken who has to be treated softly. he made me to cling to his body with his strong big arms. Immediately He made my left palm to hold something. It was much more magnificent than my cousin’s organ, hard, bulbous, smooth silky, wet, and erect with warmth. It also had some jerky motion within it. Only missing thing was that i could not see it. There was complete darkness of night. nothing was visible. He was holding me in arms while offering kisses. Body was wet with sweat. But that thing was much more longer than my palm. While i was guessing what this long thing is? He squeezed me, climbed on me, I felt crushed under his huge body and he was doing all his jumping motion on me, i wanted to run out. he held me strongly under his body. He was strong built… I tried to run out of the cot.   to that he said what happened my child? where are you going?

he was a tenant in my grandmother’s house. That night my grandmother was not at home. she had gone to attend a pooja at neighbour’s house which usually they do in the NAVRATRI days. Devi Jagran.

Then whenever i felt something unusual thing while sleeping i found my cousin doing something at my front. While taking nap in summer afternoons, he used to come on bed and lay beside me. I was staying alone with grandmother during summer holidays. In afternoons time, Everybody would sleep. He wore just a cloth around his waist. so he was completely naked. encircling my body with his hand around me. he would make my hand to take his organ in grip and to do some movement over it.

Was this not child molestation?  where i could have complained? these persons were known to me, trusted persons.

That person who recently did this to me was much Elder to me.

He used to stay in our house whenever he used to go city for his job. He always got chance to stay at our house. By touching and praising he made my body accustomed to his TOUCH. then slowly he had graduated on to sneaking into my bed at Nights. Then he made me feel his kisses, liquid and warm kisses, gradually he introduced me to his bare body, his strong arms, He used to encircle me in his tight grip of arms.

Then after wards he made me touch his bare Chest. And i don’t know how he made me to touch his nipples? all through this i just tried to imitate all his actions. Gradually he used to lay beside me naked. few nights he just cling me to his bare body thus he made me to like his touch of his body. he then untied his loin cloths and made my hand to touch his private parts. slowly after few days he tried to forcefully press his body against my body. Slowly he made my body to start liking his applying force on me….. then found that he started playing with my front and back with his hand. Many times he tried to enter his organ inside me with force but at first i tried to resist and successfully ran out of bed. But gradually he became violent in applying force. But when he found me sleeping and he pushed through his organ at my back and he did apply his saliva so as to make it slippery. I stoped him and ran out to save myself. But hurt was done.

Even after so many years of my life those acts and touch and that piercing act,  all that just dont leave me, they come all over again to me. What I can do?

#Dharmakshetra on #epic

Why our Indian society is tolerant? For some time now there is lot of buzz around the word Intolerance! English media also lapped the idea of impertinence around this word. Majority of Indian people are tolerant. Most of people are Hindu? If I write this then many will object? without knowing our history. Our land is land of spirituality. Outsiders gave a name to our dharm, as Hindu. Many debate that since there was a river Indus and hence people living across it were named as Indian(of India or may be Indica?)? The river was also called as Sindhu. Thus Sindhu became Hindu and land is called as Hindustan? Or the place where hindu people live is called as Hindustan? Now so called pseudo-secular Historian can produce any historical fact that how the name Hindu is given? Who wrote Hindu for the first time? in any Vedic or Post-Vedic literature? Now days I have read that linguistics are also doing lots of research through literature to find out the period of time in history, as to when such thing was written? Many years back i had read in some of Bhavan’s journals about our late Shankaracharya-Swamigal of Kanchi Math/peeth saying that we are thankfull to those who gave our religion a name-Hindu.

One program aired on EPIC TV channel titled as Dhramshetra. It has many good concept. Characters of Mahabharat were summoned in the court at heaven where as our myth says chitragupta keeps records of our Karma-deeds done on Earth. All episodes are full of various interesting questions and answers of these characters. Kunti, Karna, Draupadi, Duryodhan etc.

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Program is such that through this various types of questions/allegations are leveled on each of these characters-paatra. Whatever comes to mind of our common man. Such questions are not written anywhere nor in Mahabharat. But writers of this program take liberty to question and also write their answers too. Either to justify those acts done(as described in Mahabharat) or to question that what ought to be done?

episodes are there where Draupadi accuses her mother in law Kunti of wrong doing, knowing something. Kunti then asks few questions and story goes on.


Similarly Karna accuses Kunti of wrong doing towards him. Disowing him as her son, even knowing that he was her son. When Duryodhan brings Karna to palace, they met Kunti. That time She saw those kundal-ear rings and asked that how come these karnphool are with you. He replies they are with his body since birth. Knowing this she faints-As shown in episode? That time she could have recognized him as her son. But she did not. to this allegation Kunti asked Duryodhan tell the truth, if you come to know that Karna is brother of Pandava, that time would you have still be friend with Karna? knowing that he is a great warrior and can be a rival to you? etc etc. ccmpxmmxeaeedfm


I think such kind of liberty is possible in India only! Great society we are. But, Yes certain sections are there who take to roads on some of very trivial issues. But still at large our society remains calm.

In past we have seen how when someone made a cartoon in Europe whole of world faced as storm by a section of humanity that follow a so called religion that has its written words only 1400 years back. In India we have a continuous civilization with each century having its own addition to that running/flowing Ganga Vaitarni of humanity.

However in two three years back we saw some people-who were called as award wapsi gang. Many more give comment over intolerance in our present day India.

I don’t agree.







today’s breakfast- Bengal #Gram or Black Gram or just Desi gram

one option for Indian #Breakfast


Indian traditional food have always been beneficial for health. Is there any claim to disprove it? However over-indulgence is always harmful. I think nowhere on this globe we have a written treatise so elaborate as Ayurveda on the aspects of Food habits and lifestyle including the health conditions. When Ayurveda was written? i think some thousands of years back. 

Gram has been considered as one of the healthiest among all food-grains. It has many varieties, Chickpea, Bengal gram, black gram. But I have always known it as chana. Kabuli chana is most famous, as it is used to prepare chole- छोले. it is a famous Punjabi dish but has now become most famous/popular dish world over. Around the globe people know this dish. This gram plant is consumed raw as “greens” also called as चने का साग।After, the legumes are filled with green grams inside, we often eat it…

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My Gaon-connection? my travel to a Village

This is what many imagine of our village life?

Village life is not simple as it looks. this structure is called bangla –बंगला


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हां लेकिन गांव के बाहर खेतों की तरफ कुछ ट्यूबवेल होते थे वहां बिजली आती थी। क्योंकि उनसे ही खेतों में सिंचाई होती थी। वहां पर ऊंचाई पर बल्ब लगा होता था और कुछ लोगों की बहुत पारखी नजर होती थी पता नहीं कैसे वे लोग भरी दुपहरिया में देखकर पहचान जाते थे कि बिजली आ गई है। पता नहीं उनको कैसे बल्ब जलता हुआ दिख जाता था? तदोपरांत उस समय कुछ लोग सरपट उस तरफ दौड़ पढ़ते थे। पंप चालू किया जाता था। कई बार तो नादी को पानी से भरने के लिए और पंप के चारों तरफ जो बगीचा होता था उसकी सिंचाई के लिए भी पंप को चलाया जाता था।

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इन्हीं पंपों के आसपास हरियाली का झुरमुट होता था यानि कि छोटा सा बगीचा होता था। इन बगीचों में लगे होते थे नीम आम कटहल कभी पपीता, तुलसी और कुछ शौकीन लोग होते थे तो वे लोग गेंदा आदि फूल भी लगा लेते थे। 40593508_676607346052096_8334848906780878911_nऔर कुछ ऐसे पंप ट्यूबवेल हाउस भी हमने देखे जिनमें कुछ सब्जियां भी उगाती गई थीं। जैसे कि लौकी, कद्दू टमाटर, सेम आदि। ऐसे झुरमुट क्योंकि गांव से थोड़ा हटकर खेतों की तरफ होते थे तो ऐसी जगहें युवा मन आकर अपना मन हल्का करते थे। तलइया, तालाब या फिर नादी(टंकी) में उन्मुक्त मन से नहाते थे। कोई देखने वाला रोकने वाला नहीं होता था। मतलब यहां महिलाओं से है। क्यूंकि युवतियां भरी दोपहरी में ऐसे खेतों पर नहीं होती थी। और होती भी थीं तो विशेष तौर पर ऐसे झुरमुट के पास जाती ही नहीं थी। और ऐसे झुरमुट निजी संपत्ति होते थे इसलिए जब तक कोई विशेष कारण या प्रयोजन नहीं हो तो वहां कोई जाता भी नहीं था। हां अगर युवक युवतियां जान पहचान वाले हुए तो ऐसे ही झुरमुट उनको एकांत में मिलने का शुभ अवसर प्रदान करते थे। वहां पहुंचने के लिए कुछ बहाना बनाया जाता था। युवतियां कई तरह के बहाने बनातीं थीं। इस उपक्रम में सहेलियां सहजता से सहयोग करती हैं। गाय गोरू चराने, चक्की से आटा पिसवाने, खेत से कुछ लाने के लिए आदि बहाने होते थे। सखी सहेली मिलकर खेतों पर जाती हैं घर में सबको पता है कि वह खेत पर गई है। लड़कियां मिलकर गई हैं इसलिए कोई डर नहीं है। पर होता उल्टा है। जिनकी दोस्ती है वे ऐसे मौकों का फायदा उठाते हैं।
आज शाम होते ही जो लोग रात ट्यूबवेल पर बिताते हैं वे भी जल्दी से लौट रहे थे। अंधेरा गहराते ही गलियों में सन्नाटा छाने लगा। अचानक एक ओर से शोर हुआ तो घरों की छतों से असंख्य टार्चें जल उठीं। उधर से कुछ लोग जल्दी जल्दी चलते हुए आ रहे थे। आवाजों के सहारे गांव में खबर फैली कि डड़ियां(जंगल) में डकैत आ गये हैं।
जैसे ही खबर गांव में फैली और घर की छत से नीचे आंगन में सुनाई पड़ी इन्द्रसेन मामी तो रोने लगीं। हाय दइया अब का हुईहै। हमका करिबे। मामी लगभग दौड़ती हुई घर का सारा सामान जेवर जेवरात आदि पोटलियों में बांधकर भूसौरी में यहां-वहां खोसने लगीं, छुपाने की चेष्टा करती। हम लोग वहां से निकल कर अपने रामप्रकाश मामा के घर वापस आ गए।
आज रामप्रकाश मामा की बरात निकलनी है। फिर कानाफूसी शुरू हो गई। एक बात यह पता चली कि शहर से रामप्रकाश की बहन और दामाद सपरिवार आए हैं और मालटाल भी लाए हैं। इसलिए लुटेरे ताक में बैठे हैं।
फिर देर शाम को बारात निकली लेकिन भय के माहौल में। कई किलोमीटर दूर जाना है। बस तो है नहीं कि एक बस में सारे लोग आ जाएंगे। बस को गांव तक आने के लिए सड़क भी तो होनी चाहिए?
हम लोग छुट्टियों में यहां आते हैं तो मुख्य सड़क पर बस से उतरने के बाद लगभग 4 किलोमीटर पैदल ही खेतों के बीच में से चलकर ही इस गांव में पहुंचते हैं। कभी-कभार बैलगाड़ी भी से भी आते हैं। रास्ता तो लंबा ही है। खेतों में जब फसल लगी हुई मिलती है तो चारों तरफ हरियाली के बीच चलते हुए थकावट कम महसूस होती है। ऐसे चलते हुए कभी कभार कोई खरगोश दिख जाता, कभी लोमड़ी, सांप या मोर और अत्यंत तरीके की चिड़ियां चहचहाती फड़फड़ाती दिखाई देती हैं। कभी खेत से गन्ना तोड़कर खाने का मौका मिल जाता था। रास्ते में जान पहचान का कोई मिल जाता तो नानी के चरण छूता और सत्कार करता। क्योंकि नानी जी इस गांव की बेटी हैं तो सारा गांव और सारे लोग रिश्ते में कुछ न कुछ लगते हैं। बेटी विवाह के बाद मान्य होती है। भांजे आदि सम्मानीय मानें जाते हैं। हम तो किसी के भांजे या नाती लगे पर नानी जी तो सबके लिए सम्माननीय हैं। पर हम बच्चों को तो गन्ना चूसने को मिल जाता है यही कम है क्या? कभी कोई सब्जी कोई साग या फिर कोई दिल बहलाने वाली चीजें मिल जाती थीं भुट्टा आदि।
अक्सर जब बस से उतरते थे हरदोई में सांण्डी रोड पर बघराई गांव में तो सड़क के किनारे पर स्थित कुआं और पास में जुम्मन मियां की दर्जी की दुकान थी। उस झोपड़ी नुमा जगह में छप्पर के नीचे बैठने से मई जून की भरी दुपहरिया की गर्मी से राहत मिलती थी। बहुत कुछ तो वहां के माहोल से ही असर होता था। नानी जी को चरणस्पर्श कहते हुए उनके और हमारे लिए तख्त या खाट पर बैठने के लिए कहना आग्रह करना फिर किसी को बोलना कि कुएं से ठण्डा पानी लाए यह सब होता था सच्चे मन भाव से और मिठास से सम्मबोधन करना वही माहौल को खुशनुमा बना देता था। नानी तो बाहमन थी इसलिए किसी और का श्पर्स किया हुआ तो छुएंगी भी नहीं पर सब कुछ खुशनुमा ढंग से किया जाता था कटुता का तो पता ही नही चलता था। फिर मामा ही कुएं से पानी निकालते और नानी पीतीं। पर हम बच्चों की बात और थी। कुछ न कुछ तो खाते ही थे। पर हां उनका छुआ हुआ नहीं। गुड़ या फिर गुड़ में पागे गये बेसन के सेव मिलते थे। वह भी वहां सड़क के किनारे पर स्थित दुकान से खरीदे जाते थे। थोड़ी देर सुस्ताने के बाद गांव के लिए यात्रा शुरू होती थी। कभी कभी बैलगाड़ी लगाई जाती थी लेकिन अगर उस समय पर सब लोग खेतों के काम से बाहर गए हुए थे तो नहीं मिलती थी पर हां अगर गांव से पहले ही आगयी होती थी तबतो हम बच्चों की बल्ले बल्ले हो जाती थी।
एक बुजुर्ग गांव में कुछ लोगों को पुराना किस्सा सुना रहा था हमने भी सुना। झुण्ड में से किसी ने उनसे आग्रह किया कि चच्चू वहीं किस्सा सुनाओ तो उन बुजुर्ग ने आरंभ किया कहानी सुनाना अपनी किस्सा गोई के लिए शायद वे सज्जन प्रसिद्ध थे। और यह निवेदन करना। उनका यह किस्सा सुनाना आज नहीं परन्तु वर्षों से चल रहा है और निरंतर जारी रहेगा उनके जीवित रहने तक। यह हमारे ग्राम की परंपरा है और इस उपक्रम से समाज में निकटता बढ़ती है सभी लोग भावनात्मक रूप से जुड़ते हैं। ऐसे ही लोकोक्तियों का निर्माण होता है। शदियों पुरानी बातें किस्से कहानियां जीवित रहतीं हैं। इसी को लोककथा भी कह सकते हैं। यही सब लोक-संस्कृति की परंपरा बनते हैं उसका संम्बर्धन करते हैं। उस दिन हमको भी प्रमाण मिला हमारी नानी के एक भाई थे जो कि अंग्रेजों के समय कुख्यात थे। मतलब अंग्रेजों के लिए सिरदर्द बने रहते थे। यह बुजुर्ग उनकी ही एक कहानी सुना रहे थे। सब लोग बार बार उनसे किस्सा सुनते थे क्यूंकि उनका सुनाने किस्सा कहने का तरीका सबको भाता था। वे नाना जिनका किस्सा था उन्होंने कह दिया था वहां के थानेदार को कि उनकी इजाजत के बगैर कोई अंग्रेजी पुलिस गांव में दाखिल नहीं होगी।
तो हमारे वह नाना जी उस क्षेत्र में प्रसिद्ध थे इसलिए उनका नाम सुनते ही लोग अक्सर मदद करते थे गांव जाने के लिए बैलगाड़ी देने में या फिर संदेश पहुंचाने में।
पर आजकल का समय सोच कर लगता है कि गांव के वह क्या दिन थे सपने सुहाने से लगते हैं वे दिन। अब तो हर चीज में बंटवारा हो गया है। परिवार समाज मोहल्ले में गांव में ही बंटवारा हो गया है।


#Helen ji Dance Diva of Indian Cinema

Helen ji happened to our Indian Cinema by destiny. Without her Indian Cinema would have been colour less, energy less. With Film Howrah Bridge she became a star!! in true sense.

i wrote about Helen ji earlier. Do read and comment on it.


Born on 21 November in Burma, her family moved to India during world war II. Along the route her family by luck met Cukoo, the famous dance star of films of her times. With her help Helen got few assignments in films but all were chorus. Later she worked hard, got training in Kathak, Bharatnatyam etc so as to meet the requirements of Film Dancing.

I remember how she beautifully matched the dance skills with Ragini ji in film Shikari.

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Tumko dil diya itni shaan se

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watching at this song i felt Helen ji did incredible dancing, in many frames she danced better than Ragini ji.

Our dance teacher used to tell us, as to how to perform on stage, In all those things Helen ji was exactly fit! most notable is the facial expression. Face is crucial part, bhaav comes our from smallest twitch of muscles of face. but a look at face should give impression that dancer is enjoying his or her act. Whenever you see Helen ji dancing, that moment we forget everything and transform in dance world, the emotions etc take over.

Helen ji danced in films of many languages. Even in Bhojpuri films. But looking at her face one cannot make it out that she did’nt understand nuances of folk language or folk dance.

Most amazing thing was that she designed her costumes herself, she did her own makeup. She used to purchase accessories from abroad, whenever she got chance she brought all that needed for her costumes, Feathers etc.

One thing as a dance student i noticed that in all her dance she never looked vulgar!! She started the Cabaret dancing on screen, if you don’t believe then watch any dance number earlier to Helen ji. Sensuous yes but not vulgar.

May god bless her a long healthy life

Rani Jhansi laxmi bai

rani_of_jhansi_1024x102419 नवंबर 1828 को लक्ष्मी बाई रानी झांसी का जन्म बनारस में हुआ था नाम था मणिकर्णिका. इसी नाम पर बनारस में एक घाट भी है. अंग्रेजो के समय after maratha’s defeat  मराठो की हार के बाद  पेशवा को निष्कासित कर के कानपुर के पास बिठूर में रहने को मिल| मणिकर्णिका के पिता का नाम मोरोपंत तांबे था और मराठा बाजीराव क सेवा में थे. बिठूर में पेशवा के साथ में कई मराठी परिवार भी थे.

In school days i got to read this Amar Chitra Katha on Rani Laxmibai of Jhansi.

मनु जोकि मन मणिकर्णिका का उपनाम था क लालन पालन बिठूर में होने लगा छोटी उम्र से ही मनु तेज तरार थी. 4or 5 साल की उंर में उनकी मां का देहांत हो चुका था. इसलिए भी वह थोड़ी चंचल प्रवृत्ति की हो गई थी और नाना साहब पेशवा तथा अन्य बालकों के साथ में कई स्पर्धा में हिस्सा लेती थी. उसी दौरान अंग्रेजो के जुल्म देखने के बाद उनके मन में अन्याय के प्रति बदला लेने की भावना उठी थी. कालांतर में उनका विवाह झांसी के गंगाधर राव से हो गया वहां पर रानी झांसी लक्ष्मी बाई के नाम से प्रसिद्धि पाई. कुछ वर्षों में उनक पुत्र हुआ उसकी बहुत जल्दी  मृत्यु हो गयी. तदोपरांत जैसे कि सभी राज में प्रथा थी पुत्र गोद लिया, नाम रखा इस मौके पर अंग्रेजी शासकों ने पुत्र को उत्तराधिकार मानने से इनकार कर दिया. झांसी राज्य को अंग्रेजी शासन के अंतर्गत निहित करने का षड्यंत्र रचा

 किला बंदी के दौरान रानी झांसी वहां से निकलकर सैनिकों को ले कर

Statue of Rani Laxmibai of Jhansi at Nana Saheb memorial, Bithoor

और युद्ध कर ग्वालियर पर कब्जा स्थापित  कर लिया था  ग्वालियर में रानी झांसी ने नाना  पेशवा घोषित कर दिया और आगे  दूसरे जगह पर अंग्रेज से युद्ध के लिए आगे बढ़ चली.

अंग्रेजी सेना पीछे करते हुए पहुंच गई और घमासान युद्ध हुआ. अंग्रेज ने तलवार सें सर पर वार किया फिर भी रानी लक्ष्मीबाई ने निडरता पूर्वक उस अंग्रेज अफसर को मार दिया और अपनी सेवकों को बोला कि अंग्रेजों के हाथ मेरा मृत शरीर भी न लगने दिया जाए. सेवक ने पूरा किया इच्छा को

ब्रितानी जनरल ह्यूरोज़ ने टिप्पणी की कि रानी लक्ष्मीबाई अपनी सुन्दरता, चालाकी और दृढ़ता के लिये उल्लेखनीय तो थी ही, विद्रोही नेताओं में सबसे अधिक ख़तरनाक भी थी.







Very early I came to know about the name Manu, who later became was Rani Laxmibai of Jhansi. In Kanpur, as a child we used to go to Bithoor, specially at Maharaj Ghat, on the auspicious days such as Khichdi-MakarSankaranti and on Kartik Poornima to have bath in holy river Ganga. Bithoor has a prominent place among the pilgrimage stations. But for me it was a family connection. One of my ancestor(great grand father) who became a Sanyasi, used to live at the Ghat-Maharaj Ghat- said to be built by Peshwa, who was locally referred to as a maharaj? thus the name Maharaj Ghat was attached to this Ghat in Bithoor.  earlier i had written blog on bithoor – splendour of bithoor and another blog on Baji Rao Mastani

Exif_JPEG_420Earlier a diesel loco or train chugged between Kanpur railway station and Bithoor. which was correctly called as Brahmavart (picture at left)




One the way is a station named as Mandhana(pic below) this was a junction. from here the rail track takes a turn towards right and goes upto bithoor. the other rail track leads to Kannauj or Mathura etc. But this rail track runs parallel to the GT Road- Grand Trunk Road. (Mandhana is my in law’s place)


Recently a memorial for Nana Saheb peshwa is built in Bithoor

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Strange is this poster depicting the photo of actor who played role of Rani Laxmibai in the TV serial


stone reads like this about Rani Laxmibai of Jhansi


Pathar Ghat renovated by the Raja Tikait Rai of Lucknow

Brahmavart ghat said to be renovated by Peshwa when he lived in Bithoor


Rani Jhansi in Kalighat Painting