My early memories of Pasayadan goes back to school when I was in 4th or 5th grade. Around 8 or 10 years old. At that age of course I couldn’t read such big words of Marathi. This is not how I learnt Pasayadan. I learnt it thru oral recitation in my school. I am grateful to my music teacher ‘Mr.…
In the windswept hills of Maharashtra, where the Sahyadri mountains stand as silent sentinels, a woman carved her name into eternity. Jijabai Shahaji Bhonsale, revered as Rajmata Jijau, was the mother of Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj, the lion who birthed the Maratha Empire. But she was more than a mother—she was a warrior, a dreamer, a nurturer of a nation. With…
