Wednesday 14 August 2019

Through My (Contact) Lenses - Itachuna Rajbari # 4

An era gone by....
Period furniture in our room, unique trees, cooking utensils and much,much more.....
                                                                   

A masterpiece....built in cupboard with etched glass, both doors swing open together...




Another unique piece ..the headboard of this bed is not joined to the bed...


This is a close-up of the headboard.
 Period chair with cushion - not very comfortable though!
  

Bookshelf with a complete set of the Bhagvad Puran






The entrance door to the inner quarters... solid wood and iron...the zamindars entered the premises on horseback. . couldn't capture it wholly though...



You can gauge the height of the entrance door from this shot ... that's the temple in front.



Original 'Henshel' (cookhouse in Bangla) where food was prepared for the entire household which consisted of 200 members! Today also all the food for the house guests is prepared here although only 1/4th of the space is used.




 Old brass pots,dekchis, kadais and pans stare silently as you pass by....


 Brass dekchis suspended from the ceiling


Massive 'bonti'... could cut even a 20kgs fish without a doubt....a showpiece today....






A 'chimta' to hold the heavy kadais...






Replica of a granary, a mud and jute storehouse for grains which could weather any storm...... alongside is an original paddy de-husker...




Did you know that camphor comes from trees? Well,I didn't,till I saw this camphor tree.... camphor is obtained from the resin of this tree!








A lavang-elaichi tree....has the flavour of both clove and cardamom ...


The gong that is manually struck every hour to keep you informed of the time...






Old time singer of Kirtans and Pala songs Sri Kartik Mahanta who has travelled far and wide (desh-bidesh) spreading the folklore of Bengal. .Today at 79, he's not able to stand and sing anymore but religiously sings kirtans in the temple here. We enjoyed his kirtans the previous evening too.







As dusk settles in, a gentle reminder that all good things must come to an end....

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