Ashok to Asha ...!
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Ashok to Asha ...!

My nephew Sujit got married. After getting married in Nanded and its environs, on the third or fourth day, there is an awakening program of 'Dak'. In this program, a third party dances all night with a ring tied around its legs. We went to Kalbar, Sujit's village, for the event. At night, Navri Seema was sitting in front of Navradeva Sujit Maraidevi for worship. The pooja started. A voice came from behind, "Asha Janya Aala, Deokar Janya Aala." A man with a male face was wearing a sari. The person's makeup, the insanity in walking, and the huge curls tied around his legs were all catching his attention. Whole village had gathered there not to worship God, but to see the third party. Asha Deokar's footsteps were humming while walking. Seeing a third party was not new to me; But it was the first time I had ever seen such a divinity before a third party.

The sound of halgi, dholki, sambal, taal was satisfying to the ears. Except for the people in the house, no one else had to give or take the puja. Everyone wanted to see with their eyes full, that hope was gone. The dance of hope began. The crowd was paying. After paying the money, Asha was singing and reciting poetry as per the order of the man. Asha had a lot of songs, poetry lessons. As the night was getting darker, the 'Dak' program was being transformed from pooja to folk art. It was a fact that the post was a subject of faith, folk art; But it was obvious from the atmosphere that people can leave humanity for happiness. At a very young age, Asha was feeling the pain of carrying the burden of everyone's love. There was special poetry for Gajanan More, Mahesh Dhumshetwar, Ashok Ghorband Daji who were with me. With one hand wiping the sweat, with the other hand covering the pad of the sari, with the hope of not feeling the huge fatigue on the face, Asha heated the entire program. The crowd was almost dispersed. I wanted to speak with Asha.

The man who was left behind did not stop tingling with hope. Ghorband Daji pointed at me and said, 'This is our brother-in-law, they want to talk to you.' I was tired of seeing his tired face. He said, "It's been a long time." I said to Asha, "What is your village?" He said, "Barbados." Will it work? '' Hearing my love talk, Asha relieved her tiredness and looked at me. Leaving the curls on her feet, Asha left her waist and took her head and said, "Yes, come on ...!" Do you need any medicine? " They give medicine for many ailments. "I said," No, no, I do not want medicine, I want to know the whole journey of Deokar. " "Yes, come on," said Asha. We all went to our village Patnur and Deokar went to his Barbada village. As I was leaving, I was thinking about how neglected this community is, how much they have to face in their daily life. On the third day, I finished my work and reached Asha's village in Barbada. My friend Shyamsunder Dharmadhikari and Sadashiv Dharmadhikari's two friends were from Barbada village, so I had come to Barbada earlier. I reached Asha's house. Many women and men stayed at Asha's house. There were photos of Goddess everywhere in the small house. I asked a couple walking out of the house, "What happened to you?" They both stared at me in amazement. I realized they didn't want to ask me that. Someone was coming out with a thread in his hand, someone with a box, someone with embers. After a long time I went inside. Respectfully, I received a warm welcome. Putting the treasure in front of the goddess on my forehead, Asha said, "You will not be bothered by ghost farms, evil eye." Sitting on his seat, Asha said, "Speak, what do you mean?" Asha said with a big sigh, "What are you doing, sir, knowing my journey. Me and my dark life. What's left of my life? " I was asking questions and Asha was answering those questions passionately.

The original name of Asha Devkar (9765944269) I was talking to was Ashok. Village Majalgaon in Beed district. The parents of Ashoka's childhood and now Asha's parents are farmers. Asha has a brother. A well-to-do family. Asha, Asha looked like a child; But he was behaving like a girl. Both parents are tired of talking and killing. Wearing a sari, wearing kumkum, playing with girls had become a habit of hope. Asha was telling me many incidents one by one and I was listening. Asha said, "Once there was a spectacle in the village, I danced in it. Then I wanted to go there. Even though Baba hit me hard, I was going there. Some friends went to visit, they told me where and how to go. I met Govind Deokar from this Barbada village. They accepted my guardianship, gravity. "I asked Asha in between," Are you happy? Asha smiled and said, "It's like time. When mother-in-law and daughter-in-law start arguing, I feel good. God gave me this birth. Sanavara thinks that God did not make a woman, nor did Gadi, "said Asha and started crying. I said again, "Have you ever wanted to get married?" Asha said, coming to her senses. It is okay to walk now. What about your future? "Asha said casually," Nothing. I wanted to see a disciple like me, which was done by the late Govind Deokar. " This practice is not seen in the rest of the districts. "Asha said," There are four castes in our third party. ‘Janya’ means my tribe, which works for ‘Dak’ Jagran. The other is the ‘eunuch’, who eats from behind the road. Those who ask for 'Jogwa' in the name of Tulja Bhavani are called 'Aradhi', those who ask for 'Jogwa' in Kolhapur and its environs are called 'Jogte'.

The hope of uniting many third parties in and around Nanded and solving many of their problems has never taken its toll on our lives. The call of the Goddess, to help our community, to heal the sick of many who are sick, of those who have faith. As I was leaving, Asha said, "I want to sleep in my mother's arms and be close to my family; But it doesn't happen. "Asha, who cried remembering her mother, said," I have expressed myself so openly in front of someone in my life. "Asha did not stop crying because of all those memories. With a sense of hope, I set off on my way back.

This is not a true story of hope, but of a third party with 60,000 in our state and 4.5 lakh in our country. The law gives a great deal of support to each and every third party; But what about those people who do not show humanity, who do not understand the simple pity of these victims. I have been studying the Bhagavad Gita scientifically for the last few days; But going far beyond me, doing my work honestly, taking the blessings of the people, bringing the Gita into real life, I felt that Asha was working. No matter how many crises come in life, we do not want to get tired; We must continue to do our work honestly. As many third parties as Asha may be doing some good work subtly, it is our duty to help them ... not right ...! Will not help ...!

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