Kumbharwada
---- Land of Light
I
was coming out from Dadar station and walking towards Plaza to catch the bus
home when a vendor on the footpath near Hotel Visawa caught my eye. He was
selling brightly colored mud lamps or diya’s as we know. Some were traditional
simple earth colored , others with elaborate design on them some others with
mirror work.. Looking at those collection one couldn’t just pass by without
picking up some for the festive season coming in a few months. I couldn’t help
but strike a conversation with the Diya seller. He told me he was originally
from Suarashtra but was now an inhabitant of Mumbai’s famous Kumbharwada in
India’s largest slum -Dharavi. Home to many potter like him. A world of its own,
you need to see it to believe it.
Kumbharwada
in Dharavi is an establishment of potters almost 100 years old. It is the
largest community of potters in Mumbai. They are originally from Saurashtra,
Gujarat. Khumbars means potter and Wada means colony. Hence
the name Kumbharwada – colony of potters. It occupies 22 acres of land that
houses around 1400-1500 families, 700–800 of whom still practice pottery today.
Potters in Kumbharwada still make use of traditional methods of
pottery. They use indigenous red and grey clay and bake the moulds in
traditional kilns. They use waste forms and sheets of cardboards to light up
the kilns. These clay products have simple designs and come in various shapes
and sizes. Usually they make earthen pots, bowls and flower vases. Even those
water storage pots or earthen coolers are made here.
I still remember the Gomukh (Cow’s mouth ) shaped earthen pot in
our kitchen in which Mom used to store drinking water during Summer time. Even
during the hottest and schorchiest day at the height of Summer when there was no
fridge in our home the water from this Earthen pot would be like a coolant to
the perspiring body. Giving that much need cool effect . The water had the natural
taste of earthen ware and the coolness could give any fridge a run for its
money even today. You will find these earthen pots fitted with taps at your
local pot seller in old markets like Matunga and Citylight. Especially during
the scorching summer time.Even today they have a good demand.
Continuing the walking and you will find unlike the high-rises of
busy and noisy Mumbai, a walk through Kumbharwada feels like a trek into time
in a traditional village in Gujarat. Kumbharwada is a friendly and happy place
where you see families living and working together. The narrow, winding roads of Kumbharwada in
Dharavi is probably Mumbai’s unique way of holding on to the past, as the city
inches towards modernization. Sheltered under rows of houses, dozens of hands, covered
in mud and clay work in unison, churn out pots, lamps and artifacts—attracting
tourists, filmmakers and photographers from all over the city.
Unlike the rest of Dharavi, it is extremely clean and ventilated.
To one’s surprise even the house doors are open during day time. These Kumbhars
believe that if they keep their surroundings clean and house doors open,
Goddess Laxmi, the goddess of wealth and prosperity walks through these clean
paths and enter their households.
The locals here have inhabited the area for
several generations. Some are third generation potters .Families have
been in this profession for years and have been using the traditional method of
crafting and baking the clay to make pots of different shapes and designs. They
bring the clay and mud which is molded into earthenware from Panvel, Gujarat
and other regions and sell the finished products through local shopkeepers.
They get orders from different states as well as foreign countries sometimes.
If you want to peek into the lives of these
special people you should visit during festivals like Makar Sankranti, Navratri
and Diwali, because the entire area is abuzz with activity then. There is
colour, music, work and creativity everywhere
Pre-diwali, they
particularly concentrate on making lamps or Diya’s enough to light up the
entire city of Mumbai. Each family has 2-3 expert potters who spin the
traditional potters wheel on which a blob of wet mud is placed and then like
magic molded into small but mesmerizing diya’s . They work with amazing
concentration and zeal creating magic with their muddy fingers. Producing close
to a lakh of diya’s during the Diwali .Majority of these are the small brown
traditional but best light emanating ones. These are sun dried and then fired
in Local kilns . Earlier these kilns were the traditional brick lined ones but
today they use more industrial metallic kilns . These are either wood fired or
even electric ones. The master potter set the right temperature to get the best
results. Once baked these lamps are then set aside for a cooling. Then the ladies
and children in the family dye these lamps with “Gheru” which gives them the
reddish brown look.. The other decorative ones are colored with bright red or
effervescent yellow or even garish green. In shapes of Pasley (Koiri) or blooming
lotus . Some are joined together to make elaborate designs like elephants or
peacocks .Other hot selling designs are the Deepstambh or Deepmala as in
temples in miniature version and even the humble Tulsi Vrindavan .
Though most of these
earthen lamps and lit using oil today due to the market demand they make diya’s
with pre-filled wax and a wick so the ladies can directly light them and place
them outside the home entrance on near the potted Tulsi or even I the window
sills .
So next time you find these
street sellers selling their diya’s and earthen pots or vases do give a thought
to the hard work that has gone behind making them Think about the darkness these
artisans face in their life to bring light into our lives and do enjoy the
peace and serenity the small flame of flickering light brings into our
household during festive times.
Looking at that Diya you are sure to remember that famous shlok….
Asato Ma Sad Gamaya,
Tamaso Ma Jyotir Gamaya, Mrityor Ma Amritam Gamaya
Lead us from
ignorance to truth, Lead us from darkness to light, Lead us from death to immortality.
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