Guess what?! I was so envious reading all the Bengalooru moms talk about the book fair and I came across a book fair in "mana" Hyderabad as well.
The Book Fair was good, it was bigger than what I had expected. The only downside was I hadn't set too much time for it. So I couldn't really get into the stalls and hunt around to search the titles that I really cared for. I could do only a few in the two hours that I had set aside for the event. Some of the books were deeply discounted too.
It is on till the 26th of this month and the entry fee is small (Rs 5/ person). Click on the link to check out the details.
My loot - A couple puzzles for the girls, a Ramayana comic book, that I can read to them. For my self I got "Many Lives, Many Masters" and "Palace of illusions", both brand new. When I mentioned the Many Lives, title to a stall person, another kind guy took me to a different stall and pulled it out and said, here, I had come across this yesterday and I offered him my thanks and pocketed it.
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Monday, December 20, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Marathi Rhymes
I am happy to be sharing these little nuggets called baby rhymes with everybody via Tulika's Blogathon 4 event.
Good to be writing them down as they will not be as fresh in my memory either as the girls grow up. Since the most common ones have already been written, let me jot down the ones that I have heard only my mom and grandma sing.
This is to stop a child from crying
Radu nako bala
kade vari ghete
draksha, sitaphala, anjeera dete
motyacha chendu yamunet gela
dhoondhit dhoondit ha vel zala
Do not cry little one
I will pick you up and
feed you grapes, custard apple and figs
The pearl ball had fallen into river Yamuna
I got late while searching for it.
To elicit some laughter
(we used to sing this while moving our hands like puppets)
Shala sutali
Pati phutali
Aayi geli shetala
Bhook lagli potala
School is done
slate is broken
Mom has gone to the fields
and now we are hungry
This one is for a baby who can sit, grab their tiny little feet and sweep your hands over them and for the teet kapala line, act as if you are applying vermillion.
Adgula madgula
sonyacha kadgula
rupyacha vala
tanhya bala
teet kapala
I am not too sure with the translation, I am thinking the first line is just some sing song words
Golden vessel (glass)
anklet made with money
little one
Here is a tilak to your forehead
Good to be writing them down as they will not be as fresh in my memory either as the girls grow up. Since the most common ones have already been written, let me jot down the ones that I have heard only my mom and grandma sing.
This is to stop a child from crying
Radu nako bala
kade vari ghete
draksha, sitaphala, anjeera dete
motyacha chendu yamunet gela
dhoondhit dhoondit ha vel zala
Do not cry little one
I will pick you up and
feed you grapes, custard apple and figs
The pearl ball had fallen into river Yamuna
I got late while searching for it.
To elicit some laughter
(we used to sing this while moving our hands like puppets)
Shala sutali
Pati phutali
Aayi geli shetala
Bhook lagli potala
School is done
slate is broken
Mom has gone to the fields
and now we are hungry
This one is for a baby who can sit, grab their tiny little feet and sweep your hands over them and for the teet kapala line, act as if you are applying vermillion.
Adgula madgula
sonyacha kadgula
rupyacha vala
tanhya bala
teet kapala
I am not too sure with the translation, I am thinking the first line is just some sing song words
Golden vessel (glass)
anklet made with money
little one
Here is a tilak to your forehead
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