Our member Ms A. Ghatak spent her childhood at Pabna of undivided Bengal, (now in Bangladesh). She vividly remembers some of her childhood days and shares with us her memories.
I was brought up in a joint family, a common phenomenon in those days. As I lost my father at a very young age, my grandmother harnessed a soft corner for me and my two siblings, and we too were very close to her. We lived in a big house with my uncles and their families. We had acres of lands, and I remember the addition of a few more, which were gifts from my paternal aunts (๐๐ช๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ด) who came to live with us when they became widows.
We used to enjoy all the festivals together and even if there were no guests from outside, the family was big enough to entertain one another. We had an established โ๐๐ข๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ขโ or โ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ฎโ- a stone well described in Hindu Mythology as an incarnation of all 10 forms of Lord Vishnu. But as a child that was beyond our understanding, and we were extremely inquisitive to know why there was a hole in the middle of the Shila. Every time we kids asked our grandmother about the hole, she replied that, that was the nasal hole from where God inhaled and exhaled.
The ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ข was worshiped and were offered ๐ฃ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐จ every day. We had a separate vegetarian kitchen. My mother was in-charge of it and had the responsibility of cooking the ๐ฃ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐จ.
The ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ฎ ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ข placed on its decorated throne was brought out from the worship room to the veg kitchen to have elaborate ๐ฃ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐จ every day. Special ๐ฃ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐จ with several traditional dishes were cooked and a special puja was performed during ๐๐ฐ๐ช๐ญ๐ข ๐๐ฐ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฉ – the Bengali New Year. A priest was appointed who visited our house every day to worship the ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ฎ ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ข . He was extremely religious and made sure all rituals were strictly followed under his supervision. Elaborate puja offerings were made every year during ๐๐ฐ๐ช๐ญ๐ข ๐๐ฐ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฉ for the wellbeing of the family.
A permanent altar was constructed in the centre of the inner courtyard, which was cleaned and used every year for ๐๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ข ๐๐ข๐ต๐ณ๐ข. The well decorated ๐ซ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ญ๐ข or swing was placed on the topmost step of the altar with the ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ข on it for the entire day. Only on that day of the year the ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ข was placed there and according to rituals someone or the other had to pull the string to keep it swinging. Just before sunset the ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ข was removed from there and brought back into the puja room.
After the Bengal partition we stayed at Pabna for a few years, but my grandmother decided to leave the place overnight sensing trouble. Since my mother was already in Kolkata with her elder sister we went and joined them. We had to leave all our properties and the ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ข behind. After a few years the priest came to Kolkata to handover the ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ข . He brought it in his pocket and handed it over to us. As there was no separate room and space, my aunt handed over the ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ข to the Kalighat Temple authority. Our monthly visit and offerings to the ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ข at the Kalighat temple continued till my aunt and mother were alive.
The memories of those days are still fresh in my mind. Itโs true that good memories never fade, in fact they make us happy whenever we think about them. Itโs a wonder, so much has changed since then.
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