As I was on my nostalgic trip , I proceeded to Nyay Mandir when there was neither Padmawati Shopping center nor even Gandhi Nagar Gruh . In front of the Mandir , there was the most beautiful fountain , having four lion heads through which water jets were flowing continuously . These four jets were seemed to be covered by numerous thin but semicircular fountains coming out from the circular water pipe along the circular fountain tank . On left hand side of the fountain , 20 m deep Sursagar Lake with a perimeter of 2.5 km , proudly displayed its treasure . When I moved my sight just right from Sursagar , I could see the three sites of sinful acts , Prince , Pratap and Kala Mandir talkieses which I frequented umpteen times when I joined The M S University of Baroda .
At the same time , Nyay Mandir played a significant part in my cultural development . For the first time , I attended the Hindustani Classical Concerts by Bharat Ratna Pandit Bhimsen Joshi &, Prabha Atre of Kirana Gharana and Manik Verma . This taste enriched my life .
Nyay Mandir is a two storeyed rectangular structure envisaged by Robert Fellowes Chisholm in Indo Saracenic style moulded in the mixture of Gothic , Mughal & Renaissance elements in fusion with Byzantine architecture and constructed most aesthetically by Sir Sayajirao III Gaekwad in the fitting memory of his beautiful consort Shrimant Chimanabai in 1896 . The exterior of this Mandir is decorated by yellow Italian marble tiles . The central hall , in which I attended numerous annual conventions of Marathi Wangmay Parishad and heard leading Authors , Poets and classical singers , was a huge one ornamented by mosaic tiles and presided over by the life size marble statue of Shrimant Chimanabai seated on her throne .
Now a days the fountain is totally neglected . In front of the Mandir , ugly Padmawati Shopping center is laughing over her success in belittling the aura of the Mandir . Lawyers and their clients park their vehicles in front and back of the Mandir to emphasize our forfathers' proverb " Wise man should not climb a step of the court " . Still I dared . I went inside to see my Nyay Mandir . To my horror there was not a space to stand comfortably , as all the corridors were filled with tables , each table owned by at least six lawyers . Their juniors and clients were speaking in their highest tone in such a way that nobody heard me sobbing .
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