Unique among them is Devaki Krishna, which is situated in the village of Marcel. MahaShaila was its original name and is pronounced similarly to Marcel. It is devoted to maternal sentiment and depicts Devaki holding Krishna as her infant. Originally situated on Chorao Island, which was referred to as Chudamani at the time. According to legend, Vasco Da Gama fell to his knees upon his visit, mistaking this image for that of the Blessed Virgin Mary. However, he was visibly irritated when he found them otherwise.

According to their website, the principal deity of Chorao island was Devakikrishna. Furthermore, celebrations such as Shigmotsav would not commence until this deity was invoked on Chorao Island. Preceding Bicholim, it was initially relocated from Chorao to Mayem. Later, it was moved to its present site in Marcel.
Unique among them is Devaki Krishna, which is situated in the village of Marcel. MahaShaila was its original name

Presently, the shrine was constructed around 1842 CE. The Devaki Krishna Ravalnath temples are comprised of the shrine of Ravalnath situated to the left of the Devaki Krishna premises. The Ravalnath is a shrine to Shiva. The predominant sect is Shiva-Shakta.

Furthermore, it is possible that this originated from the Bhakti movement, which was quite influential during the Middle Ages. At that time, Bhakti poets played a pivotal role in preserving Hinduism.

However, the legend of Devaki Krishna can be traced back to the Mahabharata era. Devaki reportedly became apprehensive while Krishna and Balarama were engaged in combat with Jarasandha on the Gomanchala Parvat. Furthermore, she made the effort to reach Gomanchal. However, her lack of recognition of Krishna was due to the fact that she had only known him since her childhood. Thus, Krishna once more assumed the form of a child for her. She then carried him in her bosom, and to this day, the devotees venerate them in this manner. Photography is not permitted within.

On the eleventh day, or Ekadashi, of the Ashad month in the Hindu calendar, the Devaki Krishna temple hosts a twenty-four-hour Akhand Satsang. This begins at approximately 11 AM and continues incessantly until 11 AM the following day. During this twenty-four-hour period, an oil lamp is maintained in proximity to the idol of Devaki, who is cradling infant Krishna in her arms. I arrived at approximately 10:00 AM and listened for an hour to the bhajans rendered by Marcela’s locals. The temple and the Monsoon Mud Festival were both relocated to Marcela during the Portuguese colonial period. Nobody knows the age of this festival, and to be honest, nobody cares. The festival honors the mischievous disposition of Bal Krishna, also known as Baby Krishna. Krishna is renowned among devotees of Hindu scriptures and legends for his misbehaviors as a child involving his mother and other Braj Bhumi individuals.

Marcel celebrates this very quality of Krishna. Every male, from an infant to an elderly person, is transformed into a miniature Krishna on this day. The manner in which they execute the Swaroop of a Bal Krishna is unfathomable.
Against the temple, on the ground, a sizable Peepal tree provides an opulent view of the festivities as every inhabitant congregates to partake in the festivities. Constant precipitation has rendered the ground in this coastal state of Goa murky. Boys will engage in play in the dirt. They engage in the same activities that Krishna and his companions participated in during Braj Bhumi.


The ceremonial practices of the Mud Festival

At approximately 10:30 AM, naked males wearing only shorts begin to appear in the street in front of the Devaki Krishna temple. Young children commence their activities in the mud, much to the delight of the photographers who have congregated to capture the festival. These males begin the celebration by applying oil to their bodies. For oil on their bodies, the majority of men, young and elderly, formed a line at Mr. Laxmikant Govenkar’s grocery store. I inquired with Mr. Govenkar regarding his distribution of the oil to the Chikal Kalo participants. He considers his act of presenting oil to these Krishnas as a divine favor.

They are protected from any potential infection caused by the soil by oil. He has oil cans scheduled for the day, but he was unable to predict the number of attendees. He was prepared to offer oil to whoever arrived in pursuit of oil. It has been a family tradition for generations. Nobody knows when or why they began doing this, and even more significantly, nobody cares.

All the men form a line in front of the Daad Sakhal bang temple, which is situated opposite the Devaki Krishna temple, once they have been lubricated. As the drummers beat and the priest applies tilak to these men’s foreheads, they commence singing “Hari Vithal, Jai Vithal.” The reverberation of their chanting fills the air. They convene for a photo opportunity while each photographer directs his or her camera towards them. With the incantation in their ears, they approach the temple.

Before entering the temples, these bodies saturated with oil perform the parikrama, or circumambulation, of the temple. The decibel levels within the temple soar because the same sound is now prohibited within its walls. The males circle the lamp as if they were under a possession. It is impossible not to feel the sheer energy of so many of them dancing and singing to the rhythm of the drums. While positioned in a corner, I attempted to photograph them. Within the temple walls emanated an exhilarating energy. Subsequently, each individual extracted a small amount of oil from the lamp and continued their way to the grounds situated across the road. A few drops of oil are also applied to the foreheads of other devotees.

It effectively inaugurates the festival. Numerous elderly individuals are then observed distributing food, particularly sweets such as Laddus, Jalebis, biscuits, Pooran Polis, and basic Puris. They distribute items and even require that each individual has one prior to the commencement of the actual battle on the muddied ground. This was incredible. No food was being sold, there was no kiosk, and there was no commercial activity. A heartfelt meal was prepared for all by the village elders.

Their affection was palpable as I grasped a laddu in one hand and a jalebi in the other. The setting has shifted to the Peepal tree in opposition to the temple. Numerous villagers laden with appetizing provisions stand atop the pedestal. They toss the food in an attempt to capture it by the gathering of oiled men. Who ever seizes it will obtain it. This commences the inaugural contest.

Handi Dahi

We associate the game Dahi Handi with Janmashtami, the birthday of Krishna. It is the pinnacle of the mud festival in Goa. At last, each of the drenched men strives to secure a Handi that is affixed to the peepal treeā€”the very tree that initiated the occasion. Young men construct a pyramid in order to seize the Handi. The curd within the Handi, once ruptured, sprayed everyone beneath it. Further curd is spat upon the lads. Consider the following: oil, dirt, and curd. It appears to be a complimentary leisure treatment. Following the events, every participant takes a bath at Dhobi Talao.