Socially Yours


Time and again, I have maintained that any poet whose poetic work is completely devoid of any component of one’s culture, customs and rituals is not comprehensive. Any great poet can be emphatic and very appealing just out of fiction or fantasy works but unless he or she picks anything bad or good about culture, customs and rituals from the society he/she hails from, society as a whole doesn’t recognize his/her contribution.

I hail from the hilly state of Uttarakhand in India. Like any other region or country which has lesser resources available locally, people from my region also tend to migrate to other parts of India or even abroad for sustained livelihood which has reached almost an exodus level in many tiny villages. My today’s pick is how elderly women of the family bless a male member who has come to the family after a long time in the month of new crop/ploughing and now is about to leave them again for a considerable duration. I am ignoring the ceremonial process along with this recitation which basically is to put green leaves of new grain seed made to sprout in a small pot and she puts it on the male’s head. First is the dialectal version followed by its beautiful meaning: –

“ Jee raya jag raya Jug jug bachi raya

  phul jas khil jaya dub jas phail jaya,

 In dina in masa logon ke bhetean raiya

 Aagas jas chakal ho jaye dharti jas dhairya

 Siao jas bhuddhi hai jaye Sion jas tarano 

 Hiwala ko hun jas ganga ji ko pani jas

 Jee  raiya khush raiya”

Keep living, healthy living for ages,

Stay alive, stay active,

Keep blooming like flowers,

May your prosperity spread in the society

like the Bermuda Grass,

Next year, come to embrace us during these days

and these months.

May your reach and fame be like the sky,

Your patience like the earth,

Your intellect and cleverness like a Jackal  

And your strength be like a lion.

Live and be happy as long as there is snow in the Himalayas

and water in the Ganges.


‘Harela’ Courtesy Google

Just imagine an elderly woman blessing that way the “only male earning” member of the family which she knows would only come to them after a vey long time. Each ritual belonging to the society of all of us is, in fact, very unique in some sense or the other. That is why I insist and urge that all of us, the bloggers, must be the brand ambassador of our own culture, customs and rituals because no one knows that better than we do.

Good evening and see you next time.


Published by J M Negi

No experience only flair

11 thoughts on “Socially Yours

  1. Sadly, the importance of many traditions and rituals get left behind as the world moves ahead.
    Such a lovely and heartfelt ritual. Thanks for sharing, J🙏

    1. Yes, we don’t seem to fathom if we don’t follow these who else would. And ages of emotions are embedded in them, too. Thanks a lot for having this sentiment.

  2. Aboli Mane – Poet. Writer. Blogger. I post short reads, and poetry on A Writer In The Room. I published my debut poetry book "An Aster's Solitude" in 2019. Currently: Keeping this blog afloat. I write flash fiction and poetry on various writing prompts.
    Aboli Mane says:

    Such a wonderful tradition ❤️ I would not have known about it if you had not written it.

  3. I agree that your sharing of her words is a valuable addition to our lives. Thank you 🙏

    1. Oh! yes Indira ji, but this blessing is very poignant because she doesn’t know if she would be able to bless him next time around and that’s why she says pl do come & embrace us these days next year. Thanks for your comment though.

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