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It is great to recall the olden days of Mysore and its nostalgic aroma while any one entering Mysore. The sleepy town slowly waking up in the morning and not much of hustle bustle of other cities. The whole city coming to life after 10am in the morning. Visiting Devaraja market in the morning was an experience with the fresh green vegetables and big bargains across the "street counters ". The evening walks and jogs on Kukkanahali kere was memorable on the deserted bund. The warnings of elders not to visit those isolated areas on banks of the tank still come to the mind. It is truly a nostalgic feeling even now although the virgin feelings are gone with the advent of globalization. Festival days were colorful for its own uniqueness. I used to compare Bangalore with respect to Mysore in those days of late fifties, but always felt a different feeling in Mysore since Bangalore used to more business look:
I congratulate on floating this idea of an anthology.
Mysorians, have memories of all kinds, and my list includes, a) hiring a bike (with no questions ask, or any background checks); b) buying vegetables (from amma, ayya, or babu -- irrespective of their affiliation of faith or creed); c) giving away -danam: cash or kindness--to the needy (without looking at his / her face or color, and with no blinkers); d) enjoying the facilities of choultaries and chattars for marriages of people who belong to any religion or community (Dassappa Chattar, is the one that comes to my mind, and there are still many of this category); e) studying in any school (Christian, Hindu, Muslim) with total religious accommodation and tolerance; f) understanding and respecting the neighbor in the cosmopolitan "extensions" that grew, I suppose in the 1960s, 1970s, and later; etc. I am not stating this from the utopian planet. I remember Gundamma (my Kannada Teacher, Good Shepherd Convent, Mysore in 1963-64); Mrs. Philo D'souza (St. Mary's School, Mysore, in 1966-67); Gopal's dairy in Mandi Mohalla; etcetra.
Re: the anthology let me give you my mind. I think it is better to plan for a series of anthologies (may not be so wonderful idea for some!). The series may be classified as follows:
a) An anthology covering all information available on the Web, about Mysore and Mysorians (example1, example2, example3: Mysore-based researcher gets US patent). b) Another anthology about the people. To get an idea about this, a publication already exists in Urdu, with a title: Mysore ke Khadeem Chirag (transliterated as, "Old Celebrities of Mysore"). c) Yet another anthology that deals with products, processess, services, tourist sites, etc.
I will be happy to contribute more ideas, if some one is interested. Best, Dr. Mohamed Taher
Great idea. Yes, we do remember our teachers in high school especially from Sharada Vilas High School and the way they molded us. I can never forget Nagesh Rao and Susheela Bai (Anna and Amma for eveyone) of Vanitha Sadana in Jayanagar. And how can we forget Sattar of Sattar Cycle Shop and the occasions we waited for a cycle to be returned from a renter instead renting immediately from Gopal Rao Cycle Shop who had newer bicycles. Faith one follows was never an issue. It was all about a good person. Gopal Rao was a good man. But, oh! Sattar, can't explain the feeling. Got to experience it. This was at a time when we were still very very young in our formative years over half a century ago and I can remember those days so clearly even today. Yes a very good idea to share our experiences in one of the greatest cities of the universe Mysore. B.R.Ramaprasad, Millington, New Jersey, USA
I have vivid memories of trips to Kukkanahalli kere to immerse Ganesha when I was a student in Vanitha Sadana, the years spent playing cricket in the Gubbachchi school grounds and many others. Wish someone can write about the huli vesha, Kamana habba celebrations in the field where they built Siddharta Hostel etc. I would be very happy if anyone of you can write about life in the Royal Mysore those days. It could very well be an anthology on Mysore. Please try to jog your memory and put them in black and white. I will be more than happy to accept the responsibility of putting them together, if people can comply with my request and contribute articles. A book with these articles would be a treasure.
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