This open letter to Ganpati will bring tears in your eyes on this Visarjan day!
After the frolick and fun 11 days of Ganesh Utsav, finally, it’s time to say Goodbye to Bappa. We all love him as he comes to our lives every year and takes all our vighna to set things right for us.
But do we disappoint Ganesh Ji every time he comes? Trust us, once you read this, you will surely shed tears, so keep your tissues in hand!
“Let me begin by saying sorry on behalf of all the honest devotees you have, who think you deserve better devotees than them. By now, you must have figured out who your honest devotees are and those who think they can get away with any ridiculous thing to do in the name of your festival.
We know you’re watching. You have an eye on every group that calls themselves ‘ganesh bhakt mandal’ and plays Rummy until the game turns into a drinking game where your existence then becomes that of a mere idol. You’re listening to every song, including the loud ‘kala chashma’ and ‘baby doll’ that makes you miss your favourite song ‘kashi chik motyachi maal’. Every time a bhakt screams ‘ganpati bappa morya’ out loud, you feel like offering him a bottle of water and saying, ‘Hey I get you, can you please chill?’
I am sure you smirk at the lengthy queues outside your darbar. You must also be unhappy seeing your devotees being pushed and crushed in the stampede. How ironic, you think. People struggling to get ‘darshan’ outside, but blatantly ignoring the god within. You must be gobsmacked at the amount of money you made, but never touched, that only landed in some rich pockets and not with the poor.
You must also reminisce about the good old days, when Lokmanya Tilak thought of making your festival public. The main purpose was to enhance the sense of belonging as well as togetherness among citizens. Today this purpose has lost its initial meaning and has become a competition. Which mandal’s Ganpati is taller? Which decoration is the best? Did this Ganpati earn more than the other Ganpati? Sigh, too much pressure!
You must be friggin scared on visarjan day. The same people who served you for ten days leave you abandoned in a muck of sea-waste and garlands. Aren’t people supposed to be sad, instead of dancing to Nashik dhol tasha? Shouldn’t they be concentrating on you, rather than catcalling girls? I’m sure you shake your head (and ears), and think about leaving alone. Because while you’re hearing all the lezim and dhols, you’re also listening to the prayers of an old couple pleading you to make the ‘ruckus’ stop. It’s making them uneasy. It’s making you uneasy too, but you’re as helpless as that couple.
As we so-called bhakts bid you adieu, we would like to apologise for the ordeal you had to face on earth for ten days. Honestly, if I were you, I would never come back. But then, you’re God. You forgive and forget. You promise us that you will be back next year and you will. You, ready with new expectations, and we, with new disappointments. “