Showing posts with label Week 3. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Week 3. Show all posts

Thursday, September 8, 2016

Story: Sealing His Fate

        He saw her standing there in her yellow silk sari and his eyes flooded with tears.  He quickly blinked, trying to rid himself of the weakness.  He had to stay strong.  This was always part of the plan.  It was his curse and there was no ridding himself of the devil on his back until the episode was complete.  He must deny her; it was time.
         Sati noticed Rama and she began running toward him.  How could he follow through?  Her hair flew behind her in the wind, her sari pressed flat against her beautiful body as she ran to him.  His wife, his beautiful wife…she retained her beauty through her captive stay. She flung herself in his arms and he stood still, pressing his hands to his thighs to make sure his body would not contradict his resolution.  He stood firm.  Sati cried and held on sinking to his feet beyond elated to see her hero; her husband.  Rama looked ahead stoned face, blinking back weakness and recalling his decision years ago.
         Rama was six years old playing in the Gardens with Lakshmana.  They were running around and hiding behind or within anything they could find.  It was an exceptionally hot day and Rama remembers running over to the pond hoping to cup some fresh water in his hands before Lakshmana found him.  As he bent over to dip his fingers in the cool blue water, he noticed a figure standing behind him in the reflection of the pond.  Rama, startled, spun around and nearly fell into the fresh water behind him, but then shortly relaxed afterward as he saw it was just a kind older woman.
         “Hello, child.  May I share the pond with you?  It is very hot and I cannot imagine walking farther,” the woman walks closer.  Rama was not scared, but merely curious, so he stumbled to the side and took water for himself beside her.  As they drank the woman turned and said, “I see great things in your future child.  Your eyes show power and strength, great strength.  You will do miraculous things one day, things the gods themselves cannot do.” 
         Rama’s eyes grew big.  What did she mean?  How does she see my future?  He slowly sputtered out, “What will I do?”
         The woman smiled, “You are a special child; a chosen one.  You have been chosen to act on behalf of the gods and rid the world of evil.  Soon you will receive your mission but just know, you have great things ahead of you.  But there will be death and fire, you will lose…”
         “Lose?  Why would I be called by the gods only to lose?”  Rama now felt this woman was crazy, and began to turn and leave when she quietly said, “Look within yourself, you are a smart child.  Why would the god’s want you to survive if you help them do something they cannot do themselves?  You would then be a threat to them and they could not let you live.”  Rama stopped.  In his heart, he knew she was telling the truth.  He felt a pull deep within to believe her and listen to her. He turned, “And how shall I win?  Am I destined for greatness only to lose my life?” 
         The woman smiled, “Dear child, I said you would lose, but that does not have to mean losing your life.  There is another option.”
         Rama leaned in, “Yes! What is the other option?”
         “You must lose your first love in order to win the gods’ favor and save your life.  The fire god, Agni, survives by people’s sacrifice.  If your first love does not give herself to Agni, Agni will come for you.   If you try to get in the way, not only will your first love die, but what you accomplished will fall apart and you must fight the evil for the rest of your life, never fulfilling your destiny.”
         Rama laughed, “Well of course I will give Agni my first love! I will do as you say if you promise I will defeat evil and save my life.” Rama thought to himself, foolish woman, I do not know any girls but my sister, how will I ever find time for love with such a calling from the gods?

         “Of course dear boy.  From now on, your decision is binding and you will be victorious.”  Then the woman’s sweet smile turned and twisted.  Rama’s peace turned to fear as the woman burst into flames and disappeared.  Agni.  Rama just made a deal with the god of fire herself.   
(Agni, the fire god. Found on Wikipedia.)   
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To Be Continued...
Author's Note: 
I was moved by the final story of Rama denying Sita.  I wanted to give a voice to Rama because when I read the story I felt angry towards him.  How could he deny this woman just because she was captured.  It was not her choice.  There must be a reason behind his coldness.  So I decided to give him a reason and change up the story a bit.  I realized it would turn into a longer story so I decided to only do half and give insight to Rama's "deal with the devil" (or more like "deal with the fire god") today and then return to the ending of the episode on another day.

Bibliography:
Narayan's Ramayana, Reading Guide D.

Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Reading Notes: Ramayana, Part D

Bibliography:
Narayan's Ramayana, Reading Guide D.

Ch.8 Memento from Rama:

Hanuman finds Sita and is astonished at her bravery and persistence to wait for Rama.  But Sita prepares to take her life and Hanuman stops her just in time.  This also comes after Hanuman finds Ravana's wife and thinks it is Sita living in luxury.  This story reminds me a lot of Beauty and the Beast.  Thats what my mind first went to when Hanuman sees Ravana's wife and thinks its Sita, the prisoner living in luxury, like Belle in the classic disney movie.  It would be interesting to write a story changing it so that it really is Sita and she has fallen in love with her captor, Ravana.  Maybe Rama turns into a sort of Gaston character?

 
( Beauty and the Beast.  Image from DeviantArt)                                                 (Sita and Ravana. Image from Flickr.)

Ch. 13 Interlude

This chapter really affected me.  Rama finally freed Sita but then wanted nothing to do with her because she was in another man's house, even though unwillingly.  It was so shocking and made me look at Rama in a new light, and a not so good light at that.  He received her only after she was cleansed in the fire by the god of fire, Agni.  There has to be some way to retell this story in a powerful way.  I might want to go more into Rama's side and explore why he was rejecting Sita.  maybe he was cursed into denying his love but the curse was lifted as soon as Sita fell into the fire.  maybe Rama did not know that by throwing herself in the fire, Sita got rid of the curse and Rama's "back magic stupor" fell away and he was able to grab onto Sita and finally be together.  I have a lot of ideas with this one.    

Reading Notes: Ramayana Part C

Bibliography:
Narayan's Ramayana, Reading Guide C.

Ch. 6 Vali

I am fascinated by the wife of Vali and Sugreeva, Tara.  her struggles are not highlighted and I would love to give her a voice.  How did she feel when Vali came back and took her as his own?  How did she come to love Vali?  Was it forced or natural?  How did she feel when Vali died?  Did she return to Sugreeva? Did she hate Sugreeva for killing Vali?  Did she hate Vali for banishing Sugreeva?  These are all questions I asked while reading this story and would love to answer them. 


(Tara crying, holding Vali's dying body.  Found on Wikipedia.) 


I am also interested in Vali's side of the story.  Vali was made into the "bad guy" but did he really do anything wrong?  He misunderstood the situation but what if the story was told from his perspective? Wouldn't he be in the right and Sugreeva was the terrible, power seeking brother?  It would be fun to write this story as if Sugreeva was the bad guy in this misunderstanding and see how the sentiments would change.

It would be fun to retell one of these stories in a different way.  I could see retelling some of these stories as if they were normal people in the present day or maybe giving it a theme like a space mission or a vampire story.   These are just some ideas but maybe I'll expand on that more in the future