15/09/2026
Every Ganapati festival, every year, a 10-year-old boy returns to me.
He is searching for his 101st Ganesha.
The Ganesh festival has remained my favourite throughout my life. I am sure it is for many of you too.
From the time I can remember, we brought home a Ganapati idol every year, decorated the space, and performed pooja together. There were new clothes, karjikayi, relatives, neighbours, familiar voices, and laughter.
But as a boy, my biggest excitement began after lunch.
A few friends and I would set out on a mission. We had heard that seeing 101 Ganeshas that day was auspicious. I don't remember if we ever reached 101. But we certainly tried!
If we couldn't, we would visit the 101 Ganapathi temple in Agrahara and fulfil our wish.
Almost every home had a Ganapati. We would knock on doors and ask:
“Ganapati koorsideera? Have you kept Ganapati?”
“We want to see Ganesha.”
The door would open. We would fold our hands, admire the decorations, receive prasada, and move on.
Unknown children could knock on a stranger’s door and be welcomed inside. Children from other streets came to our home too.
For one evening, doors were open. Homes were open. Hearts too.
For us, God was not far away inside a large temple. He was sitting in almost every home in our area, in different colours, decorations, and forms.
A leaf can become Ganesha.
A few lines can become Ganesha.
A simple curve can suggest his form.
As I grew older, friends and I collected money, selected an idol, created a small pandal, and organised poojas, bhajans, games, and competitions. After a few days, came visarjan.
There was excitement in choosing the idol, pride in decorating the pandal, and sadness when it was time to say goodbye.
Years later, while living in Hyderabad, I went with friends to see an enormous Ganapati, several storeys high.
The scale had changed, from small idols in Mysuru homes to a towering Ganesha in Hyderabad. But the excitement inside me was the same.
Today, I no longer go around counting Ganeshas. But if I don't see at least one Ganesha on Ganapati festival, I feel very incomplete.
Because somewhere inside the man I am today, that boy is still walking down a street, door to door, hoping the next door will open, and there will be a Ganapati.
Ganapati comes home for only a few days. But every year, he brings my entire childhood back with him.
Wishing everyone a joyful and blessed Gowri Ganesha festival.
Adding Ganapatis from friends & family. At this rate, maybe the 101 count is still on!