Monday, December 6, 2021

Annapurna Circuit (16 Days Trek)- What to Pack?

·         2 Sets of Thermals

·         Beanie

·         Sun Hat

·         Polarized Wrap around Sunglasses

·         Gloves

·         Trekking poles

·         Head lamp

·         Ankle support- water resistant shoes

·         Water resistant bags/Packing cubes

·         Slippers to use at the base

·         Air Pillow

·         Down Blanket

·         Sleeping Bag Liner

·         Microfleece/Quick dry Towel

·         Water Purification Aquamira

·         Lifestraw Water bottle 1 Litre

·         Hydration Pack 3 Litres

·         Thermos 1 Litre

·         Electrolytes Powder

·         1 Snow pant

·         3 Trekking pants

·         4 Full sleeves & 6 Half sleeves tshirts

·         1 Night dress

·         6 to 8 Pairs of Socks

·         6 to 8 pairs of Under Garments (Merino Underwear)

·         Toiletries (Toothbrush, Toothpaste, Mouthwash, Hairbrush, Deodorant, Hand Sanitizer, Liquid Soap, Dry Shampoo, Sahmpoo-Conditioner, Moisturizer, Sunscreen, Lip balm)

·         Medicines- Pain killer tablets, Chlorine-water purifying tablets, Medicine for nausea/food poisoning, Band-Aids, First aid spray, Compeed blister care, any other first aid that you would normally carry.

·         Ketaki specific items- Roasted Fennel-Flax-Caraway seeds, Herbal tea (Kadha powder- Cloves, cinnamon, Jyestha madhe, Turmeric, Flax seeds- roasted and powdered), Energy balls (Paushtik Ladu)

·         Additional Nice to have items- Dry Chatanis, Thecha, Chakli, Chivada, Chikki, Khakra, Your favorite snacks.

Paushtik Ladu

 These ladus or Energy Balls are my go to recipe for carrying for strenuous hikes. 



Annapurna Circuit- Journey of Blessings!




                In November 2021, I had the privilege of going on Annapurna Circuit Trek for 16 days. This was the time when the world was on the recovery path from the COVID-19 pandemic. Worldwide vaccination rate had improved close to 60-70%, Maharashtra had started reporting daily COVID patients’ count in two-digits. So although uncertain conditions, things were getting hopeful. How I decided to go on this trek is a story for another day, but the decision was made, initial hurdles were crossed, and I started preparing for this trip.

                The trek started from landing at Kathmandu. When we landed there, we got to know that US citizens with OCI cards as well need a visa. When I filled up all the information and submitted the form it gave me a warning in red bold capitalized letters- “DUE TO PANDEMIC, ARRIVAL-ON-VISA FOR ALL FOREIGN NATIONALS HAVE BEEN SUSPENDED!” I had a panic attack, and thought I had to return from here. That’s it, I should have checked this basic information beforehand. But to my amazement, the immigration officer came to my rescue. He said, “Mam, don’t submit the form, just take a screenshot of your form and go to that counter.” I did what I was told and got the visa approved. Second shocker was at the immigration counter. The officials handed us the form for reporting our stay, purpose for the trip AND a checkbox to do home-quarantine for 14 days! I was hesitant to check that one but was told that this is a formality and everyone arriving here is known for going for trekking and yet fill that form. Well, when in Rome…

                After passing such initial hurdles, we drove to our hotel Dom Himalayas in Thamel. Thamel, is Mecca of trekking gears shopping. We rested for a while and went on a quick walk to get a glimpse of what it meant. One could see all the big brands outlet stores there- North Face, Columbia, Sherpa, Marmot & so on. Along with that you can find the majority of local shops flowing with “first editions” of these brands which were replicas of branded items but at really cheap pricing. We made a note to do some shopping here once we return from the trek. Returned to the hotel to meet our local tour guide to discuss the itinerary. With that we called it a night and decided to have an early morning start.

                Our itinerary included a route that had driving from Kathmandu to Dharapani, a small village at elevation of 1900 meters/6,430 Ft. Actual hiking route was Dharapani-Chame-Lower Pisang- Manang- Rest Day at Manang- Tilicho Base- Tilicho Lake (4,950m/16240ft )- Yak Kharka- Thorang Phedi- Muktinath at3,750 Mt/12,320 Ft(en route crossing Thorang La pass at 5,416Mt/17,770 Ft) and then driving to Tatopani-Pokhara, flying from Pokhara to Kathmandu. Resting at Kathmandu for getting RTPCR done and then fly back to Mumbai. Original plan had an additional Poon Hill trek after descending to Muktinath, however, we decided to take an additional day at Tilicho base and not hike anymore after descent.

Many have asked me about food, accommodation facilities and overall difficulty level of the trek. So I will start with food, as you might know I love food!

This route had many small villages along the way, equipped with famous Teahouses! A Teahouse could be considered as a place which provided basic accommodation with a restaurant. Funnily enough all tea houses had the exact same menu throughout the route. As if all of them came together and finalized that this is it, we cannot provide any further options and settled on a common menu. So after a while, we stopped even looking at the menu card and ordering Nepali staples like Daal-Bhat or Veg Thukpa (noodle soup). Nepalis swear by Daal-Bhat. There is a popular saying amongst Nepali porters/guides-“Daal-Bhat power 24 Hr! Around the mountain, no toilet, no shower!” They prefer eating that every single day for every meal. This popular dish is served with papad, locally made pickle preserved in vinegar and some sabzi. Dal is predominantly made with black udid & sabzi is a combination of cabbage, carrots & potatoes. Although fulfilling, overall it lacks the spice level that Indian taste buds are used to. Our experienced teammates had suspected this, so they had taken “shengdana chatani/lasun chatani” to give us that satisfaction. I am a foodie and was blessed with the teammates who respected food and prioritized it all along the trek. They carried chivada, chakli, a variety of ladus including “Aliv ladu” for elevation, chatanis, even Gul-Poli!! My friend is a great cook and loves to cook while trekking as well. So he treated us with Khichadi and Pohe a few times as well. This was possible, because many nights our crew were the only people staying at the tea house. So they would allow my friend to use the kitchen.

Coming to accommodation and facilities. This seemed like a luxurious trek, I will tell you why. We had porters to carry our luggage, so all we had to carry was the day pack. Since there were tea houses along the way, no one had to carry cooking supplies or worry about reaching the base camp to set up the tent and cook to be able to have food. We didn’t even have to worry about drinking water. There is drinking water available everywhere. Tea houses charge you to give hot water which is nominal. Our guide had provided purification drops as well and the overall observation was that the tap water was good enough for everyone to be used as drinking water. We had rooms with attached toilets for most of the night. Having said that, taking shower was a luxury. We took showers in Kathmandu, Manang and then directly in Multinath! So yes, that gets tricky and wet wipes and deodorant became our reliant friends! Toilets are Indian style toilets and while hiking you as well can find basic toilets with some shade/metal sheets and & or some privacy. So we didn’t have to suffer with usual issues while trekking for multiple weeks and that’s why I felt that this was a comfortable trek.

Coming to the difficulty level! I want to tell you that if I could do it, you can do it, but that would be misguided. Because, I think every trek heck, every day on the trek is different and how your body, mind and breath is going to act up is always different. This is a trek where we walked anywhere from 15 to 26 Kms every day, back-to-back for 9-10 days, at an elevation ranging from 6,400 to 17,700 Ft. The route is laced with landslides, patches covered in ice making it dangerous as on the other side there’s roaring Marshyangdi river ready to catch anyone who would slip, and in general treacherous rote. Acute Mountain Sickness is real. I personally witnessed multiple people going through it. So don’t take it lightly. It can appear out of nowhere and gets worse rapidly causing fatality, if you push yourself through it. Per my understanding, no one can train for it, predict it, so you HAVE to go there and experience it for yourself. Although you can take all the precautions, follow what locals are recommending and trust yourself to go through it smoothly. In short, I believe don’t compare notes with anyone, trust yourself, prepare enough and go for it, if at all that’s what you want to do. It was difficult to breathe through the nose and hike after Tilicho base, but one gets used to breathing through the mouth fairly quickly. Thankfully, I didn’t suffer from any AMS symptoms and many are saying that’s due to my regular Yoga practice. Which could be true but then, fellow trekkers who were not Yoga practitioners didn’t suffer either. So don’t hold yourself back considering anyone else’s fitness level.

Another question I got asked upon my return was how I prepared for this trek. Honestly, this was all of a sudden plan. So I didn’t have much time to prepare for fitness. I am used to walking and that’s what I did. I bumped my daily walking to 10 Kms every day for close to a month prior to the trek. I started hiking to local hikes twice a week during this period. And Yoga is always my go to practice for stretching, and relaxing.

This had been a breathtaking experience in every sense! I was reminded of my blessings at every step. There was certainly some energy, some Guardian angel looking over me to keep me safe for sure. There were sooo many things that could have gone wrong and yet they didn’t. Ranging from flights running late, missing luggage, sprained ankle, AMS, bad weather, falling sick, slipping and falling into Marshyangdi, mind and body simply giving up when going got tough, to pandemic causing getting quarantined, or worse travel bans, I could think of n number of things going wrong and jeopardizing my grandeur plans of completing this trek. There were patches when I would be walking for hours by  myself, not a single person in the vicinity, admiring nature and solitude. Couple times I felt like I was lost and didn’t know how to proceed further. Either because there was a river that had to be crossed showing no easy pass or it seemed like a landslide path was washed away showing a dangerously slippery path disappearing in a majestic waterfall! However, every single time some or the other person would appear out of nowhere to guide me to get through that patch. It could have been coincidence that I missed seeing those people due to switchbacks and thought I was all by myself on that path. Nonetheless help appeared when I needed it. Similarly that protecting energy kept me safe through numerous falls through ice/snow/scree and kept me scratch free. I was completely aware of this trek being a privilege. My husband and kids encouraged me to go on this trek, and cheered for me throughout this journey. Without my husband’s support this journey was not possible. He single handedly handled kids schools drop offs-pickups, cooked three meals a day without compromising on nutrition! He was up in the nights when I didn’t have any range worrying for my safety and would pick up my phone at any odd hour of the day without showing any negativity or worry in his voice, so that he could keep motivating me to complete this trek. I missed him and kids the most and would have loved to have them with me on this journey for sure. Apart from them my whole family, in-laws, close friends were my cheerleaders. They kept on checking on my progress, prayed for me and definitely everyone’s blessings helped me. One of my friends kept on dropping food for my husband and kids every single weekend, without me even requesting such. I feel utter gratitude to have such loved ones in my life. For some, going on a trek is just packing bags and leaving whenever they want, whereas anyone raising a family of young kids could relate to my emotions why I feel that it was a privilege and a blessing! Thanks everyone, thanks Universe for making it happen.

  If you’ve any more questions on this trek, please feel free to reach out to me.

                 

 

         

Thursday, December 2, 2021

अवेळीचा पाऊस



अवेळीचा पाऊस हुरहूर लावणारा

तुझ्यासारखाच जीवाला चकवा लावणारा

 

येताना सुखद गारवा आणणारा

पण जाताना जीवाची काहिली करणारा

 

आला की, सगळ्यांनाच वेड लावणारा

अन् नकळत जुन्या खपल्या हलवणारा

 

हवाहवासा पण नकोसाही करणारा

तुझ्या नि माझ्या कल्पनांना मूर्त करणारा

 

अवेळीचा पाऊस हुरहूर लावणारा

तुझ्यासारखाच जीवाला चकवा लावणारा 

Wednesday, December 1, 2021

अलवार

दुचाकीवरून फिरणार्या, स्वत:च्याच विश्वात गुंग असणार्या समस्त युगुलांना समर्पित!

 


अलवार

त्याचे नी तिचे नाते अलवार क्षणांचे

उमजूनही न समजल्याचे दाखवायचे 

मिळतील ते कवडसे मुठीत घट्ट पकडून ठेवायचे

अन् बोटांच्या फटीतून निसटताना साठवायचे


सहजगत्या त्याच्या खांद्यावर तिचा हात,

अन् सहजगत्याच मागे सरकलेला तो

तिला न्याहाळायला नकळत हलवलेला आरसा,

अन् त्यातून त्याला न्याहाळणारी ती…


काहीतरी पुटपुटत त्यानं तिला जवळ बोलवायचे

अन् स्पीडब्रेकर सांभाळत तिनंही पुढे सरकायचे

बोलता बोलता पुसटसे स्पर्श टाळायचे

अन् फुललेला काटा अंगभर मिरवायचे


कधी तिनं, कधी त्यानं भानावर येत अंतर जपायचे

मग त्याने वाढवलेले अंतर, तिनं सावरलेला तोल

अन् सोबतीचा हुरहूर लावणारा तो अबोला

मुक्कामाचे ठिकाण अजूनच पुढे ढकलायचे


न घडलेल्या क्षणांनाही वारंवार उजळवायचे,

अन् आपापल्या आयुष्यात रममाण व्हायचे

त्याचे नी तिचे नाते अलवार क्षणांचे

उमजूनही न समजल्याचे दाखवायचे



Tuesday, November 30, 2021

ना उम्र की सीमा हो...




 Love can be seen in so many different ways/relationships which don’t even have traditional labeling. Typically, the word “love” is associated with blood relations, between partners, parents-children, and such well-accepted labeled relationships. However, recently I witnessed love being expressed in somewhat questionable or rather unexpected bonds. One might say it’s not even love, but what I felt was love, pure love. Love cannot be expressed in words, actions, it doesn’t care for age/race/color/looks/distance, it just exists for those who are open to embracing it.


Love is when you meet someone, after years of no contact at all, and you start off as if you were never apart from each other! Many of my close friends and relatives would vouch for this type of bond. I admit I am not particular about keeping in touch on a regular basis. However, my loved ones know that I am just a message away. I cherish such close bonds and am blessed enough to have such loved ones in my life who understand me.

When a friend sticks around while going through a series of hurdles and is happily ready to sacrifice one of the biggest achievements just because a friend cannot experience that same success, isn’t that love? Recently I was on a strenuous hike and witnessed a bond between two friends who have been together for a while. When one started questioning if this hike can be completed or not, others happily backed off and agreed to return to base, just because both of them won’t be at the top!

After a long-troubled relationship over the years, one decides to let go and embrace water under the bridge and opens up to let you in their life again, isn’t that love? Although I couldn’t express in proper words every time, I have seen people eventually turning around to maturity and learning to let go, sometimes not even openly admitting mistakes but expressing their love through actions. Is it that difficult to express in words? One might say, not everything can be expressed in words either!


When a professional risks his life to save his clients, what would you call it- just responsibility? When a soldier sacrifices her/his life for the country, is it just patriotism or love beyond any limits? Love takes so many different forms, that often we tend to label it in different ways.

When your family pampers you with all sorts of food that you had mentioned only once, takes time off from busy work schedule, slogs to prepare exquisite meals despite being sick, runs around doing your errands so that you can achieve everything - I feel so overwhelmed that what could I have possibly done to deserve so much love? The family who supports your craziest goals and willingly lets you follow your dreams is truly a blessing that I am grateful for. I’m blessed with a loving family who goes beyond limits to shower me with their love. I will be eternally grateful for their love.

Love can be expressed when a friend protects your secret even when you have not mentioned that it’s a secret! You don’t even have to explicitly specify what’s just between you and what can be shared with others. A friend who’s worried about you and following your journey just to make sure that you are safe & sound until you return to your safety nest is the one to be cherished forever. Grateful to have a bunch of such crazies with me!

Love goes beyond age, gender, distance, labels. Have you ever experienced it?
 “ना उम्र की सीमा हो, ना जन्म का हो बंधन

जब प्यार करे कोई, तो देखे केवल मन…”





Friday, September 17, 2021

दिल है हिंदुस्थानी- शेजारी!



कमी-बहुत प्रमाणात भारतात शेजारधर्म पाळणारे सगळेच असतात असं म्हंटलं तर अतिशयोक्ती होणार नाही. सख्खे शेजारी वर्षानुवर्षं एकमेकांच्या सुख-दुख्खात सहभागी होतात. मुंबईसारख्या सर्व धर्म समभाव मानणाऱ्या शहरात तर शेजारी जवळच्या नातेवाइकांसाखेच होऊन जातात. त्यात कोणाची भाषा-धर्म-जात शक्यतो आडवी येत नाही. अठरापगड जातीतले शेजारी एकाच बिल्डिंगमध्ये राहून सगळे सण- वार एकत्र साजरे करतात. ईदीचा शीरखुर्मा, गणपतीचे मोदक, ख्रिसमसचा केक एकमेकांचं घरी जात असतात. आम्ही ज्या मजल्यावर राहायचो तिथे तर मराठी, गुजराथी, तामिळ, आणि पंजाबी अशी चार घरं होती. सगळ्यात धम्माल म्हणजे ह्या चार शेजारणींच्या गप्पा. प्रत्येक जण मातृभाषा आणि तोडक्या-मोडक्या बंबय्या हिंदीचा वापर करून तासन्तास गप्पा मारत. तरीही त्यांचं कधी कुठे अडलं नाही.

व्यक्ती तितक्या प्रकृती,ह्या उक्तीप्रमाणे शेजाऱ्यांच्या वेगवेगळ्या तर्हा असतात. "सख्खे शेजारी","चाळ नावाची वाचाळ वस्ती", "वागळे की दुनिया" अशा अनेक मालिका दूरदर्शनवरती एके काळी गाजल्या होत्या. थोड्या फार फरकाने त्यातले भाग दैनंदिन जीवनात घडतही असतात. काही शेजारी तुमच्या सुरक्षेची इतकी काळजी वाहतात की, तुम्हाला ह्या काळातल्या डिजिटल सेफ्टीचीही गरज भासणार नाही. म्हणजे असं की तुमच्या घरी बेल वाजली की, आधी ह्यांचं दार उघडतं कोण आलंय ते बघायला. एव्हाना तुमच्या घरी येणारे सगळेच त्यांच्या ओळखीचे झालेले असतात. पण चुकून माकून कोणी अनोळखी आलंच तर तुमच्या घरात यायच्या आधी त्या पाहुण्यांना शेजारच्यांच्या प्रश्नोत्तरांना समोर जावं लागतं. अशा शेजाऱ्यांच्या मदतीमुळे आई-बाबा निःशंक मनाने वयात आलेल्या मुलं-मुलींना घरी एकटे जाऊन बाहेर जाऊ शकतात, काय बिशाद त्या मुलांची की घरी पार्टी करतील किंवा घरात टाळकी जमवून धिंगाणा घालतील!

पूर्वी असं ऐकलंय की चाळींमधले शेजारी वाटीभर साखरेपासून सगळं काही हक्काने मागून घेत, आणि त्यात कोणालाही काही कमीपणा वाटत नसे. कारण सगळ्यांचीच परिस्थिती थोड्याफार फरकाने सारखीच असायची. आताशा ही मागून नेण्याची पद्धत फारशी प्रचलित नसली तरी, काही शेजारी त्या पूर्वीच्या आठवणी मनात घेऊन असतात. कोणी काही बोलण्याची खोटी की लग्गेच मदतीला पुढे धावतात. आमच्या ओळखीतले एक कुटुंब आहे, प्रचंड प्रेमळ आणि सदैव सगळ्यांच्या मदतीला तत्पर. त्यांच्या कुठल्याही गोष्टीची तारीफ केली की, ताबडतोब ते तुम्हाला ती वस्तू घेऊन जाण्याचा आग्रह करतात. कधी त्यांच्याकडे जेवायला गेलं की, परत येताना तारीफ केलेल्या पदार्थांचा दुसऱ्या दिवशीसाठी डबा असणारच. कधी काकूंच्या साडीचं कौतुक केलं तर लगेच एखाद आठवड्यात काकू ती साडी मला किंवा आईला नेसायला पाठवणार. असे हे प्रेमळ शेजारी कधीकधी आम्हाला कानकोंडे करून टाकतात. झालं असं की, त्या काकूंना एकदा हार्ट अटॅक आला. त्यांना हॉस्पिटलमध्ये आम्ही भेटायला गेलो होतो. रुग्णांशी जुजबी बोलणं होतं तसं करून आम्ही निघणार होतो, तर काकांनी "कौतुकानी" त्यांना दिलेल्या औषधांची नावं- कुठलं औषध कशासाठी आहे ते सांगायला सुरुवात केली. ते दाखवत असताना नकळत मी बोलून गेले की,  ह्या ब्लड थिनरच्या गोळ्या माझ्या नविन बॉसला पण घ्यायला सांगितल्या आहेत सध्या. झालं तेवढं निमित्त पुरलं. माझ्याही नकळत मी त्या ब्लड थिनरच्या गोळ्यांची एक स्ट्रीप घेऊन घरी आले होते. काकांनी आग्रहाने मला ती एक्सट्रा स्ट्रीप घ्यायला लावली. "अगं, तुझा नविन बॉस आहे ना. इम्प्रेशन पडेल त्याच्यावर, घेऊन जा तू. आणि तर तुला माहितीये मी नेहमी सगळं जास्तीचा आणून ठेवतो, आयत्या वेळी काही कमी पडू नये म्हणून. शिवाय ह्या हॉस्पिटलला जोडूनच मेडिकलचे दुकानही आहे. वाटलं तर कधीही आणता येईल." आपण कोणत्या परिस्थितीत आहोत, काय देतोय ह्याचा काही मागचा पुढचा विचार नाही. मदत करायची म्हणजे करायचीच!

भारतीयांची एक खासियत म्हणजे, "सुखात बोलावल्याशिवाय जायचं नाही आणि दुःखात कोणी हाक मारण्यासाठी थांबायचं नाही." जोपर्यंत शेजाऱ्यांच्या नात्यातला असा ओलावा टिकून आहे, तोपर्यंत जागेचा/पाण्याचा/विजेचा/ कुठलाच अभाव कोणाला जाणवणार नाही. आणि माझं मन पुन्हा पुन्हा म्हणत राहील की, जगाच्या पाठीवर मी कुठेही असले तरी, "दिल है हिंदुस्थानी!"

- केतकी जोशी.

#ProudToBeIndian #DilHaiHindutani

Wednesday, September 15, 2021

हक्क!



त्या दिवशी तू भरकटत चाललेलास
सगळेच खेचतायेत म्हणून उगाच एका मैत्रीणीला चिडवत होतास
तिचे भरून आलेले डोळे,
नकळत गिळलेला आवंढा
न बघताही माझ्यापर्यंत पोहोचला होता…
गमती-गमतीत सगळेच तिला चिडवत होते
तर अचानक खपली काढली गेल्यानी ती मुक झालेली…
अन् त्या तिच्या मौनाने तू अजूनच भरकटणार,
नकळत तुझ्याबद्दल अढी बसणार!
सगळे आजूबाजूला असतानाही कधी नव्हे ते मी तुला इशारा केला,
एवढ्या गदारोळातही तुझ्या डोळ्यांना माझी विनंती कळून चुकली!
मग अचानक तू नमतं घेतलंस, कान पकडून तिची माफीही मागितलीस
कधीच न नमणारा तू माझ्या डोळ्यांतलं समाधान मिळवायला तुझ्याही नकळत झुकला होतास!
तुझ्याशी कोणतंही नातं नसताना माझ्या डोळ्यांनी फितुरी करून तुझ्यावरचा हक्क बजावला होता.
माझंही कधी चुकलं तर टपली मारून कान पकडायला लावतोस,
अनामिकशा नात्यातनं कोणता हक्क मागत असतोस?
अद्रुश्य रेखेला उल्लंघून न तुला पाऊल उचलायचं असतं न् मला त्या रेषेचं अस्तित्वच मान्य करायचं नसतं…
नात्यांमधे गुरफटलेलास तू मलाही चाकोरीत बांधून ठेवतोस.
तोल तुझाही जात नाही, माझाही ढळू देत नाहीस.
पिढ्यांपिढ्या चालणार्या विरहकथेला म्हणे पहिल्या प्रेमाचा शाप असतो,
तू न् मी तरी का त्याला अपवाद असतो.

Wednesday, September 8, 2021

तिची हरतालिका...


 

शरयूला आईची सकाळपासूनची लगबग बघून कोपऱ्यात शांतपणे बसून राहायचं एवढं कळलं होतं. आई तिची ठेवणीतली साडी नेसून, छान-छान दागिने घालून नटली होती. शरयूनी शेजारच्या बागेतून तिला वाळू, फुलं, पत्री आणून दिलेली. आईनी मग स्वस्तिक काढलं, त्यावर पाट मांडला. त्याभोवती रांगोळी काढली. मग सुबकस वाळूचं शिवलिंग मांडलं. त्याच्याभोवती वाळूच्याच सख्या, पार्वती मांडल्या. मग साग्रसंगीत पूजा केली. शरयू शेजारी बसून सगळं बघत बसलेली. अधून मधून आई देत होती ती फुलं-पत्री वाहत होती. आईनी केला की तसाच नमस्कार करत होती. पूजा झाली की मग शरयूला गरमागरम मसाला दूध, तिची आवडती साबुदाणा खिचडी मिळायची. दिवसभर मग चंगळच असायची. आईच्या मैत्रिणी यायच्या, मग कोणीतरी हातावर मेंदी काढून द्यायचं. मग गाणी लावून फुगड्या आणि काय काय खेळ असायचे. रात्री चक्क जागरण असायचं. आणि शरयूला कोणीच लवकर झोपवायचं नाही. बाबा लहानग्या माधवला आणि आजोबांना घेऊन काकाकडे गेलेले असायचे. घरी कविता आत्या, चित्रा काकू, आजी, शेजार-पाजारच्या आईच्या मैत्रिणी, तिच्या मैत्रिणी जमून नुसता धिंगाणा घालत. लहानपणापासून दर वर्षी हरतालिकेच्या पूजेची ही धमाल शरयूनी मनापासून अनुभवली होती. तेव्हाच मनासारखा नवरा मिळावा, नवऱ्याला दीर्घायुष्य मिळावं म्हणून हे व्रत करायचं असतं हे मनावर ठसलं होतं.

शरयू दहावीत असतानाच बाबांचा अपघात झाला आणि आईची हरतालिका तिच्यावर रुसलीबाबांच्या अकस्मात जाण्याचा धक्का आई पचवू शकली नाही आणि एक सहा महिन्यातच तीही बाबांना भेटायला निघून गेलीशरयू अकाली प्रौढ झालीस्वतःचंमाधवचं शिक्षणआजी-आजोबांची काळजी घेणं हे तिनं स्वतःवर ओढून घेतलंवयपरत्वे आजी-आजोबा थकत गेलेपुढच्या शिक्षणासाठी गेलेला माधव ऑस्ट्रेलियालाच स्थायिक झालालग्नाचं वय आलं आणि आजी-आजोबांनी त्यांच्या परीने तिच्या लग्नासाठी खटपटही केलीपण लग्न केलं तर आजी-आजोबा शरयूबरोबरच राहतील ही तिची अट मान्य करणारा भोळा सांब तिच्या आयुष्यात आलाच नाही.

आपल्या आधी मुलांना का नेलं ह्याचा जवाब विचारण्यासाठी आजोबाही निघून गेलेकविता आत्याही यंदा शरयू आणि आजीच्या सोबतींनीच राहू लागली होतीतिला नवसायासानेही जिवती पावली नव्हतीत्यामुळेजेव्हा तिचे यजमान देवाघरी गेले तेव्हा तिनंही होतं नव्हतं ते सगळं आवरूनअकोल्याला राम-राम ठोकला होतात्यामुळे शरयू आता कविता आत्याचीही आजीच्या बरोबरीने काळजी घ्यायला लागली होतीआयुष्यात इतके चढ-उतार येऊन गेल्यानंतरही ती सगळे सण-वार मनापासून साजरे करत असेतिचा उत्साह बघून आजी आणि आत्यालाही जगण्यात नवीन जोम येत असे.

दर वर्षीप्रमाणे शरयूनं हरतालिकेची पूजा मनोभावे केलीनवीन आणलेल्या साडीची घडी मोडलीआणि जरतारी केसांच्या बटा सांभाळत छानसा सेल्फी काढलाशास्त्र असल्याने FB /व्हाट्सएप वर स्टेटसही टाकलं झोकातते बघून नकळत कविता आत्याच्या डोळ्यात पाणी आलं आणि तिच्या तोंडून निघून गेलं, "वयाची साठी आली आताआता कोणासाठी हरतालिका मांडत्येसशरू?"  शरू प्रसन्न हसत म्हणाली, "आत्याअगं हरतालिका मांडायची ते फक्त मनासारखा नवरा मिळावामिळालेला नवरा दीर्घायुषी  व्हावा म्हणून थोडीच असतेमाझी ही हरतालिका माझ्यासाठीतुझ्यासाठी आणि आजीसाठीहीनवरा असणं आणि नसणं ह्यावर जर आपण नटणं-सजणंओटी भरणं हे ठरवत राहिलो तर आपण तिघींनी हे सगळं कधी करायचंदेव काही आपल्याला अडवत नाही नंमग ये तू पण पत्री वाहायला बस इकडे." कविता आत्यानी आजीला हात धरून खुर्चीवर बसवलं आणि त्या तिघींनी हरतालिका पुजायला सुरुवात केली.