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Siddhagiri Museum - India's Madame Tussauds

This time there is more to see, visualise and praise than to read and ponder. I received few images in my email from a close friend of mine. I loved those pictures, and in fact was amazed. As usual, I immediately thought of forwarding that email to all my friends/contacts in my address book. However, then I thought that these pictures need much more appreciation, a deeper look than merely forwarding them. Forwarded emails are seldom looked at carefully, and often deleted after some time to keep the mailbox size in control. These pictures need to be preserved, and I thought let me put these on my blog; they will at least remain archived there. I don’t certainly claim ownership of these images and I am thankful to my friend who forwarded it to me.

I truly feel proud after knowing there is so much skill in India, we all had, till this time known and praised Madame Tussauds wax sculptures. If those wax statues in London were the only thing we knew, let us visit Kolhapur once, and take a look at the "Siddhagiri Museum” on the outskirts of Kolhapur when travelling to Belgaum. If London is great, Kolhapur is no less, in terms of wax sculptures. Take a look, these too are made out of wax -










I think, it is not that good and appropriate to get fascinated or awed by the west always; there is a lot to appreciate and worth a concern in our own country itself, just that it needs little more funding, exposure, and recommendation.

Comments

Anonymous said…
This is awesome yaar..

Nikhil
Anonymous said…
Terrific stuff man
Anonymous said…
Yes, it is true, we never look at India and think that whatever is happening in the US and UK is always the great and best.

Good article friend

- N
Anonymous said…
Again it proves us Indians were far clever than the west!we didnt have famous pple but any1 of us!!
Anonymous said…
I saw these pictures along with others of this very place. In fact a friend of mine showed me a video clipping. The thing is that most will not be able to appreciate as they know nothing about their roots. Any thing by White is the best even their SHIT.

This place is alive. It has life while Madam Tussauds is a Morgue. A
collection of paraffin wax sculptures of mostly rogues, rascals and free booters. Almost all of them are insignificant people lost in History. Three forth of them will not be recognised even by the museum
curator without going through the foot board.

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