Remembering the warmth of Bappa’s welcome in Pune

I owe my life’s two milestones to Pune. Studying for MBA in ‘Oxford of the East’, my growth was nurtured by its rich and cultural legacy. Hostel learnings and precious friendships remain Pune’s cherished gifts. Later, at a famed ‘marriage hall’ (an extinct species today), the city also gave me my life partner.

There are many other fond memories of Pune. The one which is closest to my heart is Ganapati festival celebrations. Those ten days of festivities magically transformed neighborhoods into vibrant spaces, welcoming the Vighnaharta (destroyer of obstacles). Chants of Ganapati Bappa Morya filled the air. Visits to ‘pandals’ meant long queues, but once in front of the deity, it was an experience truly divine. Pleasant demeanour of the idol, clad in colourful attire; beautiful decorations, fragrance of incense and sandalwood, aroma of ‘modaks’, devotional songs, and performances by celebrated artists remain unforgettable. Festivities at homes of friends added to the fervor of the festival.

On the tenth day, teary eyes bid farewell, not before extracting a promise ‘pudhchya varshi lavkar yaa (come soon next year), which the God of new beginnings graciously fulfills.

Though a Bengaluru resident now, I wish to relive this Pune memory and loudly cheer “Bappa Morya Re” again.

Dr Bharti Godbole, Bengaluru