Kasba Peth is where Jijau (Chatrapati Shivaji Raje Bhosale’s Mother) settled down with eight other families, after she moved from Vijapur (Karnataka) to Pune.
The locality dates back to the 16th century and is considered to be, one of the oldest ‘Peths’ of Pune. The word ‘Kasba’maybe derived from ‘Kasbah’ an Arabic word which means Fortress.
As a natural extension of any habitation, people needed a place to pray.During that period,people had started worshipping Ganpati (Vighnaharta).
Amongst these,was the family of Shri.Vinayak Gag Bhatt Thakar, the designated pujari (priest) ofthe Bhosale Gharana. It is believed that Jijau took the initiative in building‘the Kasba Ganpati’ temple. Being the oldest temple in Pune,it has now acquired the status of ‘Gram Devta’. Folklore has it that the idol of the deity is a natural stone formation (Swayambhu) and was found on the banks of the river Mutha. These stories, the dedication and fervent pride of people in keeping traditions and culture alive, make this place so fascinating.
The good news is that the P.M.C. (Pune Municipal Corporation) has undertaken restoration work at Kasba Ganpati.
The glossy ceramic tiles are being replaced and the Gabhara will soon regain its original stone exterior. The Mandap is still breathtaking with its solid teak wood frame, adorned with oil lamps.
I think we were just plain lucky to have arrived there on Kartiki Ekadashi, one of the busiest days of the year for priests - with Kakad Aarti, a stream of devotees, newly married couples coming for the blessing of Grama Daivat. . . .It was hardly surprising that Shri.SantoshThakar (the priest) was initially a little suspiciousof us camera-wielding intruders. However being the noble soul that he is, after knowing our intentions, he more than willingly helped us. Such simple gestures build a long lasting bond. We were strangers no more and were even invited for the Kirtan (form of devotional music) that night.
It was already late afternoon and we were exhausted, but this was an irresistible opportunity and we returnedat ten sharp.
Kale Buwa can really give any rock star a run for their money! His demeanor, his expressions and his voice - everything spelt confidence. What transcended after that was sheer bliss. We tried to capture the Bhav (expressions in his songs) on camera, but it was best heard live!
We wound up our gear late at night with mixed emotions.
This family of priests is like any other Maharashtrian family, finely balancing age-old traditions with the demands of modern life. Sure, it is not easy, but amidst the crowds, such people stand out.