Yesterday we were at the Market place in Reading (UK) Got to see the Chinewrde dancing the North West Morris. They are based in Kenilworth, Warwickshire.
Liked their dedication in expressing their art even though the crowd was thin. This was probably because they had a performance earlier nearby.
Getting ready for the performance was the major part.
Having a closer look I realised that the shoes were clogs and its not an easy feat to dance with those heavy clogs.
The location added to the ambiance with an occasional London taxi adding some colour to it.
The accordion and the harp gave the right rhythm with the drums holding the beat.
I did a little recording near the flute and that was when I realised how all the instruments together made the perfect accompaniment for the dancers.
Their next performance is at Sidmouth Folk Week and Warwick Folk Festival in August. Made a five minute video on it and it is a good visual treat.
They were ready to answer questions and said that they would like to welcome new members. Those interested can contact them through their site.
More blogs coming up after exploring a little more in and around Reading.
It is very rare that one gets to meet a fellow
blogger (at least for me)
So it was a pleasant surprise when I got a mail
about a month ago from Dr Hema Hirlekar which said “I keep reading your blogs and just love your amazing photos. I have
written a book and the launch is on Saturday 7th Jan. It would be
really great if you could attend the function. Attaching invitation”
So I decided to attend the book release (again a
first for me)
Before the book launch, there was a flute recital
by the young and budding flautist Mr Azharuddin Shaikh. I enjoyed the light
music. Later while reading about him I realized that he has to his credit a six
foot long flute which he himself developed, probably a first in the world.
The crowd was an elite crowd mostly from defence
background.
There were some celebrities too. I noticed Dr Mohan Agashe
sitting quietly in a corner taking in everything.
The book that Dr Hema wrote was titled “Life of an
army wife”
After the formality of the release of the book she
read out some excerpts from the book. She made the reading very short, probably
not very comfortable being in the limelight. As she was reading, I recollected
some of the blogs that she had written a few years ago.
I realised that signing those books was the
difficult part for her as practically every one queued up for an autograph.
Sale was brisk and I found many taking multiple
copies, probably for relatives and friends
Hema’s husband Shridhar made sure that everything
went off well as per the flow chart. He even introduced me to Dr Mohan Agashe.
The ambiance was good, with the golf course on one
side.
I found this poster mounted on the club walls.
Probably an old one (going by the truck model) but very relevant even today.
Made a one minute video on the book release,
especially for those who could not attend it.
Later at home I started reading the book and found
it interesting. Some down to earth facts from the life of a defence personnel and
his family, sprinkled with some light hearted humour. I liked the simple illustrations
in the book.
The book is available on Amazon. There is this part where she goes to the border
with her husband and her child. (this is in the early seventies) From across
the border two jawans came. She was apprehensive. “Were they theirs or ours? What would happen now” They came forward
and saluted her husband and said “Baby ko
le jaye?” (can we take the baby?) She almost turned back when her husband
said “Jaroor” (sure)
She was shocked and looked at her husband who
nodded and indicated that she should hand over the child to them. She was too
stunned to react when the child was taken from her hand. All sorts of questions
went through her mind “They are our
adversaries. What if they don’t bring her back?” She voiced her opinion to
which he replied “don’t be ridiculous, we
are not at war. They are also humans like us”
illustration by Dr Hema Hirlekar
I paused reading. I was comparing it with the
present day situation at the borders. Indeed, they are humans like us. So what made things change
in a few decades. . . . . .