Author: Adi Sathe

  • प्रवास – A Journey

    प्रवास – A Journey

    अखंड चालणारा प्रवास हे आयुष्याचे एकप्रकारे स्थायी सत्य आहे. आलेला प्रत्येक क्षण आपल्या आयुष्यात बदल घडवून जातो. मग तो बदल ढोबळ नजरेला दिसणारा असो अगर सूक्ष्म. जन्माला आल्यापासून अखेरच्या श्वासापर्यंत चाललेला हा प्रवास, मृत्यूच्या भीतीने खंगत करण्यापेक्षा आहे तो क्षण पुरेपूर जगवा हा विचार आणि मी माझ्या या कवितेतून मांडायचा प्रयत्न केला आहे.

    Non-stop journey is the only permanent truth about our life. Every passing moment changes our life. That change may be insignificant and minute which goes unregistered or it is massive which shifts our entire perspective. Journey started from the time of birth continues till the last breath. It’s wise to live every moment fully without getting bogged down under the fear of death. This thought gave birth to this poem.

  • Lost to The Past

    Lost to The Past

    Pune has a very fascinating history. We are also contributing to it every day. Places like hotels, cafés open up and get lost to the past. These are the places where we gathered pearls of memory. But, now we can never re-visit these places. Then they are lost to the past. This is one of such places ‘Tea Trails’ café on Law College Road

    Tea wall from Tea Trails

    पुणे शहराला स्वतःचा गौरवशाली इतिहास आहे. आपणही आपल्या पद्धतीने त्यात रोजच भर घालत असतो. अनेक हॉटेल्स, कॅफे दुकाने नव्याने उघडतात, कालांतराने काळाच्या पडद्याआड जातात. अशाच अनेक #गतकालाच्याखुणा पुण्यात आहेत. अशा अनेक जागा आहेत जिथे तुम्ही आम्ही काही आठवणी गोळा केल्या होत्या. पण आता तिथे पुन्हा कधीच जाता येणार नाही. या जागा काळाच्या पडद्या आड गेल्या आहेत. त्यातलीच ही एक जागा. लॉ कॉलेज रस्त्यावरचे ‘टी ट्रेल्स’ कॅफे.

    It was a very random plan to meet a friend for a conversation over a coffee or something after her day at clinic. I have never visited this place as tea is not my choice of drink. My friend chose the place as it was her frequent place to relax and write. I was busy admiring and photographing this wall adorned with tea tins. Then barista (is this the right title for tea maker?) behind the counter, presented the box. A variety of tea flavours was available to chose from.

    “Kashmiri Kahwa is a perfect choice to end the hectic day.” my friend, a well-known homeopathic psychiatrist and a published author, suggested me on that day. And, she was absolutely right about it. Kahwa indeed helped in soothing the body and calming the mind. I thank her for introducing the place and Kahwa to me. Even after the experience, I wasn’t one of the regulars of the place like she was. Book of Time turned its page and they have to shut Tea Trails, Law College Road. But, memories still linger around.

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    Adi’s Journal
    24-10-2020

  • Illustrious by all means – Marathi brings me joy

    Illustrious by all means – Marathi brings me joy

    You may find it hypocritical to read about my mother tongue ‘Marathi’, in a completely different language. But the point of writing this article in English is to tell how beautiful, intricate and culturally rich my language is. I want to tell this to everyone in the world, and not just Maharashtrians. Though Marathi is this historic and ethnic, I won’t bore you with the historical dates and important milestones of the development of language of Maharashtra. I would like to tell you more about the joy it brings  me. 

    Praises of Marathi language written by Saint Dnyaneshwar

    Recently, I was interacting with a few foreigners as a Marathi writer and poet. It was  on one of the social media forums. They were happy that someone is really passionate about creating literature Marathi, a minor language from India. At first, I got a bit offended by their “Minor Language” remark, but on a second thought, I realized it wasn’t their fault. They are ignorant about Marathi language and heritage of Marathi literature. This is because we don’t boast about it, even if we boast about it, we do it in Marathi. This is the exact reason why I have to write about Marathi literature in English. It’s us, the Marathi people who are at fault for to not make  the work of our writers  known to the world. Marathi literature isn’t being translated widely into English or other foreign languages. 

    Feelings about mother tongue Marathi penned by a great poet Madhav Julian (Madhav Tryambak Patwardhan)

    The entire Marathi community, the 83 million  people speak Marathi as our first language. It’s with great joy that I can proclaim that Marathi gets the 10th spot in world’s most spoken language and 3rd most spoken in India right after Hindi and Bengali. We have stalwart novelists, poets and writers of other forms of literature who have won accolades like the Jnanpith Award for their outstanding contribution to Indian Literature. Theatre, music and other performing arts flourished with contributions of many great Marathi artists.

    Through this blog series, I would like to take an opportunity to introduce you to the fine jewels of Marathi literature and culture. A small step towards taking the minor to medium if not major. Hope you all will enjoy it.

    I am taking my Alexa Rank to the next level with #MyFriendAlexa. My current ranking is 6,990,756. I am trying to improve on this. Hope you all enjoy my Marathi poems. I would like to thank Blogchatter for the support you guys extend to us.

  • Just start over…

    Just start over…

    Creative human needs inspiration, a muse to have that initial spark of creativity. Sometimes, it appears in the form of rains, gorgeous countryside, mountains or sometimes, sheer beauty of beloved stirs strong emotions compelling the creator to write in her praise. However, it’s never that easy process to undergo the laboring pain of this creative birth if you are hit by a creative block. Recently, I had hit the major creative block after an initial spirited burst of video creativity of my YouTube Channel – Adi’s Journal. I lost my progress and improvement of my Alexa rank as well as other SEO rankings due to this slump and disengagement from my blog.

    Adi’S Journal got no ranking 😢. it’s time to change that… Alexa, here I come.

    It’s time to take a step towards better blogging. Fortunately it’s time for a new season of “My Friend Alexa” campaign initiated by our blogger community called Blogchatter. It will run through the month of October and I hope it will motivate me and get those creative juices flowing again to continue my blogging journey without a break. So, keep an eye out for the #AdisJournalEntry to read my posts in the upcoming campaign. The motto of My Friend Alexa is “Growing Together”. As much as it’s about being consistent in creating it’s also about enjoying the creations of fellow creators. I will be sharing various posts by my fellow creators on my Twitter handle @AdisJournal, where you can find them under #WhatAdiReads. Hope you will also enjoy this journey with us. See you soon with the first entry of My Friend Alexa…

    I am taking my Alexa Rank to the next level with #MyFriendAlexa. I have no rank to boast for now, but soon it’s changing. You can find my old posts from the 2019 campaign here. I would like to thank Blogchatter for the support you guys extend to us.

     

     

  • गजांची खिडकी

    गजांची खिडकी

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    Painting by Snehal Ekbote

    या बंद कोठडीला आहे एकच खिडकी,
    वर उंच, आणि गजांनी बंद असलेली.
    दिसत नाही काहीच मला त्यातून, पण…
    ऐकू येतात मला आवाज अनेक.
    दिवस सुरू होता होता कोठडीतील अंधार पालटायच्या आधी
    मला जाग येते ती किलबिलाटानी,
    बहुदा कोपऱ्यावर एक डेरेदार वृक्ष असावा
    ज्यावर असावीत बांधली घरटी असंख्य पक्षांनी.
    थोड्याच वेळात किलबिलाटाची जागा घेतात ते मोटारींचे आणि दुचक्यांचे आवाज नि कर्कश भोंगे.
    मग इथलाही दिवस सुरू होतो आणि
    जणू आकाशवाणीचे सभा संपावी तशी या रेडिओ पासून आमची ताटातूट होते, ती पुन्हा संध्याकाळच्या सभेत भेट होण्यासाठी.
    वाहनांचे आवाज कमी कमी होत जातात आमची जेवणं उरकून दिवे मालवले जाई पर्यंत.
    आणि उरतात माझ्या सोबतीला रातकिड्यांचे, दूर भुंकणाऱ्या कुत्र्याचे आणि वटवाघळांच्या फडफडण्याचे आवाज.
    आणि आलीच तर चंद्रप्रकाशाची एखादी तिरीप.
    कारण, माझ्या बंद कोठडीला आहे एकच खिडकी,
    वर उंच, आणि गजांनी बंद असलेली.
    ज्यातून दिसत काहीच नाही, पण ऐकू येतं, बाहेरचं सारं जग…
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    आदित्य साठे
    १३-०५-२०२०

    गजांची खिडकी, Adi’s Journal च्या YouTube Channel वर

     

     

    ही कविता मला सुचली ती स्स्नेनेहल एकबोटे या माझ्या चित्रकार मैत्रिणीच्या या चित्रावरून. स्नेहल एक उत्तम छायाचित्रकार देखील आहे. तिची चित्रे व छायाचित्रे तुम्ही तिच्या instagram handle वर जाऊन बघू शकता…

  • ठरलेच होते…

    ठरलेच होते…

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    वेगळे हे चालणे ठरलेच होते
    आपले हे वागणे ठरलेच होते

    केवढी ही शांतता दोघांमध्ये या
    अंतराचे वाढणे ठरलेच होते

    जाहली लाही किती ही अंग अंगी
    रात सारी जागणे ठरलेच होते

    काय सांगू मी कहाणी आज माझी
    शेवटी मी हारणे ठरलेच होते

    चालली होती विजांची तानबाजी
    ती समेवर थांबणे ठरलेच होते

    ठेवला विश्वास मी बोलांवरी त्या
    तो मला मग टाळणे ठरलेच होते