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SHANI BHAGWAN IN DIFFERENT FORMS
what you see in the photograph is shani god and we can see the god in different forms in nehru place......these are just the replica of bhagwan shani which are can be made from anything a tinsheet,a cardboard,a wooden plate etc. and it should somehow resemble the shani god...u can see this on saturdays at every corner in nehru place ( largest hub for computer parts ) where u can take out the data from a broken harddisk, from anywhere.....the speciality in computer parts makes this market one of the biggest electronics market in india and i think in asia also....
here you can see mouse,keyboard like dust everywhere scattered and the technicians play with them as if they are not so complicated ( what seems to me).....i have my pc which i brought from my home but it doesn't work...i took my whole cpu for repair to nehru place with so delicate hands that nothing should get the jerk or broke down.....but when i gave it to one of the technician he dismantled all the parts playing with them......and in a moment he make everything working...
i was really amazed to see how these people work in such a small place with so much talent........i can compare these people with IT department of my comapny and they are much more better............sorry i distracted a bit from the topic of shani dev but this is the most fascinating thing about NEHRU place

Comments

kaa said…

arey i and shiv went to shaneshwar near shirdi. also went to shirdi.
there the shani was a black cuboidal rock.

1:22 AM

Prashant Das said…

Great Writing, dost!
Yes, Shani the demigod is omnipresent in Delhi... specially on saturdaye. I wish there was a Nehru Place in Mumbai... Both the computers at my home are not working!!!
:(

12:12 AM

Minu said…

Hi Vinod, How are you doing. Lovely reading ur blog.. Feel close to home. thanx.

1:33 PM

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