Launched on Nov 29 2006, now 2,500+ posts...This bilingual blog - 'आन्याची फाटकी पासोडी' in Marathi- is largely a celebration of visual and/or comic ...तुकाराम: "ढेकणासी बाज गड,उतरचढ केवढी"...George Santayana: " Everything in nature is lyrical in its ideal essence, tragic in its fate, and comic in its existence"... श्रीमंत बाळासाहेब पंतप्रतिनिधी : "बहुश्रुतता असल्याशिवाय सुसंस्कृतता नाही"
मेघदूत: "नीचैर्गच्छत्युपरि च दशा चक्रनेमिक्रमेण"
समर्थ शिष्या अक्का : "स्वामीच्या कृपाप्रसादे हे सर्व नश्वर आहे असे समजले. पण या नश्वरात तमाशा बहुत आहे."
G C Lichtenberg: “It is as if our languages were confounded: when we want a thought, they bring us a word; when we ask for a word, they give us a dash; and when we expect a dash, there comes a piece of bawdy.”
C. P. Cavafy: "I’d rather look at things than speak about them."
Martin Amis: “Gogol is funny, Tolstoy in his merciless clarity is funny, and Dostoyevsky, funnily enough, is very funny indeed; moreover, the final generation of Russian literature, before it was destroyed by Lenin and Stalin, remained emphatically comic — Bunin, Bely, Bulgakov, Zamyatin. The novel is comic because life is comic (until the inevitable tragedy of the fifth act);...”
सदानंद रेगे: "... पण तुकारामाची गाथा ज्या धुंदीनं आजपर्यंत वाचली जात होती ती धुंदी माझ्याकडे नाहीय. ती मला येऊच शकत नाही याचं कारण स्वभावतःच मी नास्तिक आहे."
".. त्यामुळं आपण त्या दारिद्र्याच्या अनुभवापलीकडे जाऊच शकत नाही. तुम्ही जर अलीकडची सगळी पुस्तके पाहिलीत...तर त्यांच्यामध्ये त्याच्याखेरीज दुसरं काही नाहीच आहे. म्हणजे माणसांच्या नात्यानात्यांतील जी सूक्ष्मता आहे ती क्वचित चितारलेली तुम्हाला दिसेल. कारण हा जो अनुभव आहे... आपले जे अनुभव आहेत ते ढोबळ प्रकारचे आहेत....."
Kenneth Goldsmith: "In 1969 the conceptual artist Douglas Huebler wrote, “The world is full of objects, more or less interesting; I do not wish to add any more.”1 I’ve come to embrace Huebler’s ideas, though it might be retooled as “The world is full of texts, more or less interesting; I do not wish to add any more.” It seems an appropriate response to a new condition in writing today: faced with an unprecedented amount of available text, the problem is not needing to write more of it; instead, we must learn to negotiate the vast quantity that exists. How I make my way through this thicket of information—how I manage it, how I parse it, how I organize and distribute it—is what distinguishes my writing from yours."
Tom Wolfe: "The first line of the doctors’ Hippocratic oath is ‘First, do no harm.’ And I think for the writers it would be: ‘First, entertain.’"
विलास सारंग: "… इ. स. 1000 नंतर ज्या प्रकारची संस्कृती रुढ झाली , त्यामध्ये साधारणत्व व विश्वात्मकता हे गुण प्राय: लुप्त झाले...आपली संस्कृती अकाली विश्वात्मक साधारणतेला मुकली आहे."
Sunday, December 17, 2023
मिली- सेंटी- डेसी - मीटर- डेका - हेकटो- किलोमीटर...Metrication and Decimalisation in My Life
Thursday, December 14, 2023
Cholera epidemic of 1817, East India Company, Third Anglo-Maratha War and Mount Tambora
मी एप्रिल ४ २०२३ रोजी लिहले:
Monday, December 11, 2023
सांजशकुन अर्पणपत्रिका...Little Bird You Only Hope To Know!
"Over these unremembered marble columns,
birds glide their old remembered way.
Dive in red gold setting tide
And write dark alphabets on evening sky;
Whether an epitaph, chorus or strange augury -
Little man you only hope to know!"
ह्याबद्दल खूप लिहून झालाय , फेसबुक वर :
जंगजंग पछाडून हे verse कुठले आहे हे समजलं नाहीय....मला पहिल्यांदा वाटलं होत ते जीएंच्या आवडत्या Walter de la Mare यांच असाव... पण बहुतेक त्यांच नाहीये ....शिवाय हे कुठल्या लेखक/कवीच असत, तर जीएंनी त्याच/तीच नाव नक्की दिल असत.. मग हे स्वतः जीएंचच आहे काय?
ह्या verse इतके जबरदस्त मी आयुष्यात काही वाचल नाहीय....अधूनमधून संध्याकाळी मी आकाशाकडे पाहतो... त्यावेळी आमच्या इकडे तीन पातळ्यांवर पक्षी फिरत असतात... अगदी खाली चिमणी - कावळे -कबुतर, त्यावरती घार- क्वचित पोपट- पाकोळी.... आणि अगदी वरती कात्रज तलावाच्या ecosystem चे प्राचीन रहिवासी: बगळे....
केवढे व्यस्त असतात.... काय करत असतात हे सगळे? ...
"And write dark alphabets on evening sky;
Whether an epitaph (स्मरणार्थ कोरलेले शब्द), chorus (पालुपद) or strange augury (भविष्यवाणी).... "
ते पाहताना प्रत्येक वेळी हे शब्द माझ्या मनात येतात आणि मी स्तब्ध होतो ...
खरंच किती कमी समजलंय मानवाला ह्या जगाबद्दल आणि उड्या पहा केवढ्या मोठ्या..."
आता कल्पना करूया पक्षांनां आपल्या सारख चालायच आकर्षण निर्माण झालय....
Artist: Ellis Rosen, The New Yorker
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जीएंच्या इंग्लिश कवितेचा मी मराठीत केलेला अनुवाद:
"ह्या विस्मृतीत गेलेल्या संगमरवरी स्तंभांवरून
पक्षी घेतात त्यांची जुनी आठवणीतील संथ भरारी,
सूर मारतात तांबड्या-सुवर्ण अस्ताला निघालेल्या लाटेत
आणि लिहतात गूढ बाराखडी संध्याकाळच्या आकाशावर;
ते आहेत समाधीवरील शब्द, पालुपद का अपरिचित प्रारब्ध -
खुज्या माणसा ते समजायची तू फक्त आशा धरू शकतोस!"
"
(कृतज्ञता : कै जीए यांच्या वाङ्मयाचे कॉपीराईट होल्डर्स)
ही कविता जीए यांचीच आहे!
"जीएंची पत्रवेळा" मध्ये मे ११ १९७५ रोजी जीए ग्रेस ना लिहतात (पृष्ठ ५६, ५७) :
"परवा एका जुन्या डायरीत लिहून ठेवलेल्या ओळी पुन्हा दृष्टीस पडल्या. अगदी अचानक. मी त्या विसरूनही गेलो होतो.... हे मराठीत जसेच्या तसे आणता येईल ? बहुदा नाही. पण बघू...".
Friday, December 08, 2023
तू गडे फुलांची राणी...Flower by N V Tilak and Nagamachi Chikuseki
ना. वा. टिळक :
वन सर्व सुगंधित झाले / मन माझे मोहुन गेले – कितीतरी
फुल कोठे नकळे फुलले - मज तरी
स्वर्गात दिव्य वृक्षास
बहर ये खास
असे क्ल्पीले - असे क्ल्पीले/ मन माझे मोहुन गेले - कितीतरी
परी फिरता फिरता दिसले
फुल दगडाआड लपाले - लहानसे
दिसण्यात फार ते साधे
परी आमोदे
जगामधी पहिले - जगामधी पहिले/ मन माझे मोहुन गेले - कितीतरी
मी प्रेमे वदलो त्यासी
का येथे दडुनी बसशी - प्रिय फुला?
तू गडे फुलांची राणी
तुला गे कोणी
रानी धाडिले- रानी लावीले? / मन माझे मोहुन गेले - कितीतरी
ते लाजत लाजत सुमन
मज म्हणे थोडके हसुंन - तेधवा
निवडले प्रभूने स्थान
रम्य उद्यान
तेच मज झाले- तेच मज झाले / मन माझे मोहुन गेले- कितीतरी
Flower by Nagamachi Chikuseki, mid 18th-early 19th century
Tuesday, December 05, 2023
B S Mardhekar and Anton Sender...मधाळ पोळें/ ओठांवरती जमलें तेंही/ निसर्गातले, नैसर्गिक !...
"...
मधाळ पोळें
ओठांवरती जमलें तेंही
निसर्गातले, नैसर्गिक !
ओठांवरती ओठ लागले;
पिपांत उंदिर न्हाले ! न्हाले !"
(पृष्ठ ४१, २१, मर्ढेकरांची कविता, १९५९/१९७७)
artist: Anton Seder (1850- 1916)
Pl. 15, Die Pflanze in Kunst und Gewerbe, Gerlach & Schenk pub. (1887-1889)
Saturday, December 02, 2023
Al Jaffee, Fold-In आणि मराठी दिवाळी अंक आवाज
Wednesday, November 29, 2023
The Age of Sail...and Hell...
असे म्हटले जाते की ब्रिटन ने एकेकाळी जगावर प्रभुत्व गाजवले त्यांच्या नौदला मुळे ...
अलीकडे (एप्रिल २०२३) Stephen R. Bown यांचे 'Scurvy: how a surgeon, a mariner, and a gentleman solved the greatest medical mystery of the age of sail' पुस्तक चाळत आहे आणि त्यातील माहिती अद्भुत आहे!
मी माझ्या चौथी मध्ये १९६८-६९ साली स्कर्व्ही बद्दल पहिल्यांदा वाचले आणि तो शब्द आणि त्या रोगाचे कारण डोक्यात जाऊन अडकले. त्यामुळे मी ह्या पुस्तकाकडे आकर्षित झालो.
हा एक परिच्छेद पहा, ब्रिटनच्या १८व्या शतकातील बलाढ्य नौदला बद्दल:
"...The Royal Navy needed at least double the number of
able-bodied seamen who would willingly serve. In eighteenth-century Britain men
frequently disappeared from seaport towns and villages. Wandering alone they
were clubbed, dragged aboard ships in port, and “recruited” into the navy. Many
were never seen by their families again...."... सोबतचे चित्र नौदल भरतीचे आहे!
पुढे जाऊ.
"...Mariners in the eighteenth century suffered from a bewildering array of ailments, diseases, and dietary deficiencies, such that it was next to impossible for surgeons or physicians to accurately separate the symptoms of one from those of another. Niacin deficiency caused lunacy and convulsions, thiamin deficiency caused beriberi, and vitamin-A deficiency caused night blindness. Syphilis, malaria, rickets, smallpox, tuberculosis, yellow fever, venereal diseases, dysentery, and food poisoning were constant companions. Typhus, or typhoid fever, was common on every ship. Spread by infected lice in the frequently shared and rarely cleaned bedding, typhus was so prevalent in the navy that it was known as “ship’s fever” or “gaol fever.” Man-of-war and merchantman, both were a cozy den for disease.
Life shipboard was not conducive to curing or avoiding any of these varied ailments, and indeed was an ideal environment for spreading them. The sailor’s wooden world was infested with refuse, trash, rotting flesh, urine, and vomit. The mariners were either crammed into their quarters like sardines in a box or slept, occasionally in good weather, sprawled like hounds on the deck. The holds were crammed with vermin, festering and spoiled provisions, and in some cases rotting corpses. On English and Dutch ships, the primarily Protestant dead sailors were wrapped in their hammocks and pitched overboard—with proper ceremony, naturally. But on the ships from Catholic countries such as France and Spain, the decaying bodies were stowed in the gravel of the hold, mouldering for perhaps months until the ships returned to home port and the dead could be buried in their native soil....
... Sanitary conditions aboard ships, and particularly the warships of national navies, were as bad as or worse than the filthiest slums then in London, Amsterdam, Paris, or Seville. The cramped, stifling, congested forecastle, where the crew slept, was dark and dingy. The air was clouded with noxious bilge gasses and congested with the sweet, cloying reek of rot and sweat. Sailors slept in dirty bedding and wore the same vermin-infested rags for months on end.... "
फ्रेंच आणि स्पेन च्या नौदलात वारलेले नौसैनिक कित्येक महिने तसेच गुंडाळून होल्ड मध्ये ठेवले जात...
अजून पुस्तकाचे पहिले प्रकरण सुद्धा संपले नाहीये....
Sunday, November 26, 2023
Indian War of Independence, 1857 and Suez Canal...१८५७च्या भारतीय स्वातंत्र्ययुद्धामुळे सुएझ कॅनॉल घडला
While browsing S. C. Burchell's "The Suez Canal", 2016, I came across this...
"...But a day came when the opposition to the canal received a serious setback. In March 1857, near Calcutta, the disastrous Great Mutiny began. Native troops revolted against the British, and reinforcements had to be rushed to India in order to put down the rebellion. Of course, the only way they could be rushed from England was by ship on the four-month-long voyage around the Cape of Good Hope. It was painfully obvious that a canal through the Isthmus of Suez would have saved countless British lives. As it turned out, the British government was finally forced to beg Said’s permission to send troops through Egypt overland across the isthmus to the Gulf of Suez. English newspapers were quick to see their government’s folly. “Nothing could be a more complete avowal of the utility of M. de Lesseps’ scheme,” said the London Daily News, “and the action of the Government is the implicit condemnation of Lord Palmerston and Lord Stratford de Redcliffe.”
A personal opponent of de Lesseps’s was removed when, because of a general lack of confidence in his government, Lord Palmerston’s cabinet fell in February 1858...."
Look at the situation in 1855:
"...Britain’s powerful navy patrolled the waters from Gibraltar to Alexandria and guarded the sea lanes that led to India around the Cape of Good Hope. Any threat in these two areas was a blow at her heart. And it happened in 1855 that the Frenchman Ferdinand de Lesseps was making such a threat. To Great Britain, the idea of a canal through the Isthmus of Suez was unthinkable. The British had long dominated the route to the Far East around the Cape of Good Hope and were not interested in any change. Moreover, the canal now proposed - the British government felt with some justice - would be monopolized by the French, despite de Lesseps’s insistence that it was to be an international undertaking. If France controlled the canal, British prestige would decline throughout the Middle East. Its Indian empire would be in danger and so, too, would its leadership in trade with the Orient. In the eyes of the British government, the political aspect of a Suez canal was a simple one. De Lesseps had hold of a dangerous idea, and to add to the unpleasantness, he was a Frenchman as well. The British were going to fight, and the first battlefield they chose was Constantinople...."
cover artist: Dinanath Dalal
Thursday, November 23, 2023
Banabhatta: My Name is Red!...बाण, दुर्गा भागवत आणि राजा रवी वर्मा
Monday, November 20, 2023
आमादेर शान्तिनिकेतन...Our Santiniketan
माझे पु ल देशपांडे यांनीं लिहलेले सर्वात आवडते पुस्तक आहे : "रवीन्द्रनाथ : तीन व्यख्याने", १९८१.
त्यातील एक प्रकरण आहे: "रवीन्द्रनाथांची शाळा" (पृष्ठ ४३- ७४)
"... आमादेर शांतिनिकेतन ...
...आमरा जेथाय मरी घुरे
शे शे जाय ना कभू दूरे
मोदेर मनेर माझे प्रेमेर शेतार
बांधा जे तार शुरे
मोदेर प्राणेर शंगे प्राणे
शेजे मिलिये छे ऍकताने
मोदेर भाइयेर शंगे भाइके
शे जे कोरिछे ऍक मन
आमादेर शांतिनिकेतन..."
हे रवीन्द्रनाथांनी लिहलेले गाणे शांतिनिकेतनमध्ये नेहमी म्हटले जाते...
पुलंनी शांतिनिकेतनचे एक शाळा म्हणून केलेले वर्णन माझ्या सारख्या अत्यंत बेताच्या प्राथमिक शाळेत गेलेल्याला अविश्वसनीय वाटते... आणि शांतिनिकेतन मध्ये शिकलेल्या प्रत्येकाचा प्रचंड हेवा वाटतो ...
TLS च्या मार्च १० २०२३ च्या अंकात महाश्वेता देवी यांच्या "OUR SANTINIKETAN", Translated by Radha Chakravarty या पुस्तकाचे परिक्षण आले आहे...
"..Devi arrived at the school in 1936, “angry and upset”, unsure why she had been sent away from home. She became aware only much later of her father’s transferable job and his desire to give her a “proper” education. That the chapter entitled “Our Studies” should begin with the line “Truth be told, I can’t remember the books prescribed for study in each class” seems entirely in keeping with the ethos of the place Tagore built – an ethos of simplicity, creativity and true learning, not tied to certificates or degrees..."



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