Showing posts with label bagh. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bagh. Show all posts

Thursday, March 25, 2010

nieces


Achintya has about twelve teenage nieces who looked after me on the morning of the puja. We hung out in his grandmother's room on the bed, which works as a huge sofa, while various family members and friends came and went.

I was given 'prasad' ... sweets blessed by the priests, and tea and was introduced to Sayandip, the youngest member of the house at one year old. He was passed around amongst the girls and never touched the ground once. I was very taken with his bagh impersonation, a wide open mouth, screwed up nose and a silent roar every time someone said 'bagh'.


Monday, November 9, 2009

bagh, baaaaagh, jai bagh



Achintya was putting the finishing touches on the claywork on Saturday morning, in preparation for taking the mould during the week.

A young girl walked by. She turned and looked in, saw the tiger and with huge eyes, tugged on her mother's hand and said 'baaagh'.

She came inside and peered into the tiger's face and said:

'bagh, baaaaagh, jai bagh!'

tiger, tiger, hail tiger!