chor manzil in Gulbarga
“Welcome to Karnataka. To get the lowest call rates while roaming with us, dial so and so. Enjoy your stay in Karnataka.” there was a message in my inbox. Our speeding Tavera transcended in the land anciently called as Vijaynagara Empire.
Far along the horizon, there appeared a mosque-like structure. In misty winds clad with vortices of dust, that dark silhouette appeared like a movie scene.
“Well that’s Chor manzil, famous spot in Gulbarga”, Kaka added to our curiosity. Its construction was same like Gol-gumbaz in Bijapur.
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The day before yesterday I got a chance to attend 28th national conference of BAMCEF at Gulbarga. This was my very first conference and it turned out to be a good experience.
Although I am an apathetic child in the fields of elections and politics, I understood what Mr. Waman Meshram was trying to address from the dais. He put forth that in our regular elections, party becomes eligible to form the governing body by winning the elections, even if 30% of the total MPs support it. This he told is the defect in current structural defect in elections.
The each and every word he delivered from the dais was coming with such an energy that it it was getting permanently engraved in the heart. Then I came to know why BAMCEF has bloomed in such a way.
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Vihar near Gulbarga University is a magnificent delight for those who believe in Buddhism. A huge dome (Stupa) and a spacious meditation hall underneath work like a tranquilizer for your mind. In stupa a Buddha idol is seated with his two disciples. Taiwanian artistry shows its way through the design of these idols. Lord Buddha, appears to be looking down to whoever is sitting before him and his two disciples; even their eyes appear to be fixed in Lord Buddha’s feet.
As we lean down thrice before Tathagata, and get up, our ever-suffering mind starts to get narrow and gets truncated like pinnacle of the Stupa. Inner walls of the Stupa are decorated with Buddha idols with his various hasta-mudra. This scene adds to the aristocracy of the ambience.
A large meditation hall, structured with massive stambha (pillars) resemble the ones in Ellora caves. Meditating there, with eyes closed, you can listen to a sound. The sound of serenity. The sound of silence. As you go deeper and deeper within your endless mind, this sound reverberates through the hall and fills up the multitudes of the nukes and corners of the mind. There you get a feel of the universal oneness. You step out of the hall, thinking that if 15 minutes session of meditation can render you this serene, then how a nirvana will… A state of complete surrender… A state called as moksha…
You step out in the golden sunshine and you get connected to the world again; the real world, under the scrutiny of burning sun. You start walking to home but enigma and that ancient charm accompany you forever after…
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