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Phulewada: Birthplace of a social revolution

At the Phules’ home and neighbourhood, we were able to see up close the physical remains of the life and struggle of the couple. The visit was immensely satisfying but we were left a little unsettled by the official apathy to preserving the place where one of the builders of modern India lived and worked

The gateway to Phulewada bearing a frieze that illustrates the life and works of Mahatma Phule

Mahatma Jotirao Phule (11 April 1827-28 November 1890) has played a key role in the building of modern India. We all were very keen to visit the place where he lived and worked and to see and feel the things associated with him. On the 20th day of our journey that began at the India Gate, New Delhi, on 5 January 2017, we were at Phulewada, in Pune. Getting to this locality was not an easy task and even Google Maps weren’t of much help. The bitter truth is that even today, the common man knows little about the man who made the Bahujans aware of the need and importance of education.

Travelling – especially being on the road for days – is about moving out of one’s comfort zone, and we didn’t mind the inconvenience we had to face in reaching Phulewada. At long last, we were standing in front of Phule’s house. A huge gateway welcomed us to the lanes where Jotirao Phule once walked and, along with his wife, lit the torch of knowledge. On the gateway was a frieze that illustrated Phule’s revolutionary social interventions. The other side of the gateway that faced Phules’ home told Savitribai’s story. Outside his house, which has now been turned into a museum stood the busts of Jotirao and Savitribai. Inside, the walls were adorned with beautiful paintings depicting their work.

The paintings reminded us of how, despite all odds, Jotirao Phule emerged as the greatest Indian thinker, social activist, writer, philosopher and revolutionary of the 19th century. Braving adverse circumstances, he founded the Satyashodhak Samaj in Maharashtra in September 1873.

The well Phules shared with Dalits

We were told that the locality wasn’t named Phulewada after Phule but after his ancestors who had settled there. The locality is mostly home to the Mali community, the members of which have traditionally earned their livelihood by growing flowers. Some of them are flower-growers and flower-sellers even today. It has a sizeable number of Dalit homes too.

Just across the road from Phulewada, we came across a peepal tree enclosed by an iron fence, with idols of Hindu deities kept at its base. This was a surprise, because Jotiba had fought all his life against religious hypocrisy. Shankar, Vishnu, Shani and other Hindu deities being worshipped at the place where one of the staunchest critics of Hinduism once lived! Even more surprisingly, amid the idols of Hindu deities, there was also one of Mahsoba, also known as Mahishasur. We saw a man and a woman making flower garlands. When asked, the middle-aged man told us about the idols. It seemed that a large number of people come to the place to pay obeisance to the gods and vendors like this man make ends meet by selling garlands and flowers.

We tried to imagine the life and times of Jotiba Phule. His family had shifted base from Satara to Pune many generations before he was born and was engaged in the business of selling flower garlands, etc. That was why these members of the Mali community came to be known as “Phules”. Jotiba first went to Marathi-medium school and, at the age of 21, completed the 7th Grade English course. In the courtyard of the house stood the busts of Jotirao and his wife Savitribai (3 January 1831 – 10 March 1897). Jotirao and Savitribai married in 1840. Seeing the busts of the two, we recalled a poem of Savtribai, which is part of her compilation of poems called Kavya Phule.

The poem titled “Path to Domestic Bliss” goes like this:

Jotiba fills my life with joy

As nectar does a flower

I am blessed with a man renowned

May happiness knows no bounds

Anxieties of bearing and rearing tiny tots

To struggle with this burden is a woman’s lot

Running a household is no mean task

Will voicing the dilemma make it easier, I ask?

To maintain peace within the family

In domestic life is the best policy.

The paintings on display in the verandah of the museum

This three-room house was witness to their struggles and their tenacious efforts that laid the foundations of modern education in India. Jotirao defied social and familial pressure to first educate his wife and then, in 1848, along with her, establish the first school for girls in India. The members of the upper castes tried to create hurdles in their path and when none of them managed to stop the couple in their mission, they got Jotiba’s father to turn the couple out of his home. But this only strengthened their resolve and one after another, they opened three schools for girls.

We also saw the well, on the premises of the house, which Phule had thrown open to the Dalits. This well is a symbol of Phule’s efforts to bring the Dalits and the OBCs closer.

While we were elated about being witness to a slice of Indian history, we were also saddened by official apathy. There is no security worth speaking of and the official in charge of the upkeep of the house seemed to be treating his work as an unbearable burden. Just beside the house was a Ganesh temple, mocking at Phule’s belief that Brahmanism was the greatest enemy of humanity.

We were getting ready to leave after taking some photographs of the house. There is great dearth of photographs related to Jotirao. That is partly because little has been done to preserve the memories of Jotirao and share them with the rest of the world. What was interesting was that after we had taken dozens of photographs, our eyes fell on a board that announced that photography was prohibited.

Anyway, we were soon on our way to our next destination. We had a copy of Kavyaphule with us. One of the poems in it is on a flower called champa. The poem is titled “The Golden Champa” and goes like this:

The yellow champa flower

Of bright turmeric colour

This blossoming beauty stands apart

And silently does it steal my heart

Also known as

The Golden Champa

A jewel of nature

To my heart gives pleasure

A charming colour

Pomp and style

Its fragrance does

My mind beguile

Of goodness and truth

The crowning glory

An idol of

Perfect beauty

The colour of turmeric

Attaining one’s goal

And the virtue of sacrifice

Does extol

 We had left behind Phulewada, the glowing champa and shining legacy of the Phules.

Sociologist Anil Kumar poses in front the Phule couple’s painting
The engraved will of Jotirao Phule
Pramod Ranjan at the Phule museum
Busts of Jotirao and Savitribai Phule in the museum compound
Across the road from the museum, we found a ‘Mahatma Phule temple’ that houses a Ganesh idol
Under a peepal tree, a man and a woman were busy making garlands

(Text by Nawal Kishore Kumar)

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