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Reflections … from my Kerala trip


I had to visit my ancestral home and kshetram (temples) in Kerala as a follow-up for my father’s varshaaptika (annual death ceremony). Amidst a very hectic 2 day schedule, I had some interesting observations which I thought of penning down, lest I forget them.

Civic amenities in major kshetrams needs to improve by huge margins. For toilet, we had to search across a large area before finding only one complex. For the amount of devotees and the money being collected, I am sure many more toilet complexes can be constructed to benefit old and young alike.

Small temples, specially those that are attached to specific families are not having enough funds to pay for the salaries of the staff in the temple. Yet, I observe that everyone is performing their duties to their fullest without even a trace of sadness. Devotion trumps everything else.

When I visited a kshetra whose priest is related to me (father’s cousin), he immediately recognised my name and remembers my nakshatra. The happiness that I am visiting this kshetra regularly was clearly seen on his face and subsequent interactions where he made me stand close to the Sopanam and observe the abhishekam - alakaram - Arati and ensured that I watched all the rituals of the morning.


Whether the devotees are there or not, all temples follow every single ritual every day to the T. I observed this in multiple kshetrams where we were the only people in the entire premises apart from the temple authorities.

Along the way, my uncle showed me a new happening Bar. Irony is that it used to be a Brahmana’s house which was sold out. As it had excellent ambience and structure, it was converted into a homely looking Bar. … quite dumbstruck here !!!

There was an interesting dust-bin concept quite rampant across the state that I travelled. The dust-bin is in the shape of a bottle.. Quite unique and eye-catching.. Forgot to take pics though..

Peacocks !!! - I saw tons of them .. close to home… close to kshetrams..



Elephants - They are lovely.. they respond when we call out their name… This sharp ears is something to be marvelled at..


Rajagopalan of Sree Emoor Bhagavathi Kshetram, Palakkad

Gopalakrishnan, Guruvayoor Devasom, Guruvayoor

Gopikrishnan, Guruvayoor Devasom, Guruvayoor


I discovered something unique.. this device was used as a Urinal in the night mainly for women, but also used by men. The engineering bent of mind of our ancestors is just something to be marveled at.



On a related note, I found that the quality of workmanship in terms of civic work (Tiles, Plumbing, Electrical etc) is quite top notch. Some work in my ancestral home and cousin’s home are marvelous and wow !!

Lastly, the trip culminated with a wonderful evening in a very divine kshetra dedicated to Sri Dhanwantari Moorthy in Nelluvayi who bestowed us the opportunity to view and participate in the Chuttuvillakku (all around lamps) ceremony for the day..





Chuttuvillakku at Sree Dhanwanthari Kshetram, Nelluvayi
 
Oh and did I forget books.. nope.. my latest additions from Guruvayoor Devasom Board’s book outlet.


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mahesh said…
Very nicely written GV Anna. When time permits do read my blog, www. teerthadanam. wordpress.com. Regards -Mahesh

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