Graduation in Fine Art from Sir J. J. School of Art, Reward winner for continue 4 years for Portrait & Illustrator. Her 2 paintings was selected in annual exhibition in Jahangir Art Gallary organised by Art Society of India. Currently She handle "Hastakala" a boutique alongwith photography. Also she like to write & travelling.
Diveghat, clad with greenery, Mastani Lake in the adjacent valley, Clear blue sky, Cool breezes, The turning and twisting roads, colored in white for the dresses, and… The harmonious Bhajan, Kirtan, Gajar… Wari! Your body and soul dissolves in the harmony. The mind loosens up in the sanctity and you lose yourself to the Wari. It’s an addiction for a lifetime and I am addicted to it. When the Wari passes through Dive Ghat, we offer truck full of Chikki and water as a service to Lord Pandurang. These offerings are made to the Warkari, right from 6 am to 6 pm, without taking rest. Everybody in the Wari, the Warkari, is a reflection of the Maauli, or mother Pandurang. Everybody who walks here, may it be a man, woman or a kid, is Maauli. Here the differences of gender and caste fade away and the only religion is Seva (devotion and humanity)
Then I became a Warkari, one who regularly attends the Wari. Days after days, serving Chikki and water, reciting mauli-mauli, I got connected with the crowd. Ekadashi (11th shade of moon) is the longest march and at the same time day for fasting. The tired souls have the sweets and water, relax and give plentiful of blessings. Their eyes speak of devotion and love; reflecting the Lord Pandurang. In fact, we lose our pragmatism and just go with the intuitions. Our minds are free of any bounds, calm and content. Everybody must experience this, at least once in this lifetime, maybe for a day or two. This time is full of happiness and divinity. Wari makes me feel contented and I could feel the same for rest of the year. Every year brings new experiences. The colors and frames are right in front of my eyes. Then, I hold camera and start to click pictures. I begin to create the images with my camera which I was seeing all the time with my eyes. My intuitions are well developed with years of experience so I never have to really think before I click. The atmosphere and surroundings, here, are always beautiful. I can easily click the disciplined Dindis or groups and the warkaris walking and dancing on the beats of traditional devotional songs (Abhang) against clear blue sky.
Wari is a challenge for any photographer. It offers infinite subjects and frames with hundreds of thousand warkaris in more than 250 dindis. There are so many faces and every face has its own personality. I love to click the old wrinkled faces, women in traditional Indian village attire and jewels carrying tulsi vrindavan on their heads; men are wearing turbans and holding saffron flags as they march singing the devotional songs and reciting the name of almighty Pandurang. I photograph them while offering services and I travel a lot to sate this thirst. Now I can see what’s happening around. The warkaris sit down in groups for a while to rest. Some of them nap in the fields off roads; I can see their tired, torn and cracked feet; The sides of roads are crowded with temporary stalls and shops. Tea stalls are always the specially decorated ones. Somewhere the crowds gather around a lake to take a wash. Women wash their cloths and dry their saris with each other’s help. I rush to click everything I see, hastily changing the lenses; finally my eyes and muscles give up but the amusement never ends!
These experiences make me stronger and motivated. I shall never stop; I shall never give up… I can feel the invisible power outage, an invisible chemistry between each and every one of the warakaris. This is the feeling of love and devotion which every one of the hundreds of thousands carries in their hearts. I feel my self dissolving in the Wari to become one with Pandurang. For that moment I forget my worldly existence and my soul meets the almighty. I become calm and content in my heart. When I return from that moments drift and gather my senses; I experience the stability of my mind and satisfaction of my heart. Satisfaction is the ultimate aim of our lives. I can feel the wants, needs and confusions fade away and my mind reaches a whole new spiritual level. In fact, we focus on the path which we must travel in our lives.