Once upon a time, when humans were few, and sky was bounded by greenery, when cattle grazed in rich open fields, bullock carts treaded on muddy roads arched with mimosa and margosa trees, a small village called Sunkenahalli prospered in Bendakaaluru.
In the middle of the village was a hillock from where one could view the world without a glare. There were four other hillocks like this that marked the four corners of Bendakaaluru. In the West was the monolith black hill of Savandurga that stood like a giant elephant watching over the villages and the numerous lakes that peppered the landscape.
Surrounding the Sunkenahalli hillock was sprawling paddy and groundnut fields. Millets and corn grew in abundance with sugarcane and cotton. The content village woke up on a full moon night when a bull was spotted grazing in the groundnut fields. The villagers did not know to whom it belonged to but the wild bull returned every full moon night and destroyed the groundnut crops
On one such night the farmers chased it with clubs in their hand. It slowed down as it climbed the hillock and one of the farmers in his mounting rage hit it with his club. The bull sat down motionless and turned into a stone.
The farmers were shocked that the bull turned into a stone and concluded it must be Shiva’s Basava. To atone for their action they built a temple for the bull. But the stone bull grew in size and the walls of the temple had to be raised frequently to accommodate the growing bull. Subsequently, a trident was nailed on its head to stop its growth and fresh crops of groundnuts were offered to appease its anger. And thus started the annual fare of "Kadalaekayi Parishe" to celebrate the Basava.
Hearing the story of Basava, villagers from near and far came to Basavangudi, the abode of Basava, to offer their groundnuts and also organize a fair. Over time, Sunkenahalli, became Basavanagudi. Bendakaaluru became Bengaluru. And the lanes of Basavanagudi to this day goes nuts with the “Kadalekayi Parishe,” the annual groundnut fair held every November.
The number of stalls has come down over the years, owing to the lack of space and brimming traffic. Nevertheless, the grandeur and happiness of the countryside can still be seen and felt in the air. Do visit.
Image of the “Bull Temple” sourced from google http://www.indiamike.com/
Freshly sourced groundnuts.
Shiva at “BASE”
The chatterbox Nadeem and Ahmed who came from Hosur with their father to take part in the fair.
A groundnut parking pole!
Paavai Vilakku Maiden with a lamp
The Modern bird even kids know….
A riot of colors in fragrance less flowers. In not a single shop were real flowers sold.
Unperturbed by the bustle and commotion a peaceful soul.
Color, color, many color, What bangle do you choose?
Your name in a grain of rice.
From Chinese Buddha to the white elephant, You will get it here!
The nutty streets of Basavanagudi