With Reference To Context!

Context and time are of prominence while deciding the virtue of an act
Context and time are of prominence while deciding the virtue of an act!

A legend -touching all forms of human emotions, a stupendous narration of the expected and the unexpected. The Ramanayana portray multifarious duties of a man – towards parents, country, spouse and most prominently, towards “dharma”! It acts as the zenith of an idle conduct that can be expected from a man. Undoubtedly, the main protagonist – Lord Rama is the venerable “maryada purushottam”. But when such idealist ideologies serve the sole purpose of dharma, the rational minds of the 21st century start riddling the metamorphic horses of multiple questions that seem obvious, trailing the turn of events as in the epic. Maybe with the set in of the “kali yuga”, the context and the frames of right and wrong have changed quite a bit!

 My observations, as a natural inclination maybe, was not on the cynosure himself, but the various prominent female characters from the edifying literature. First and foremost, let’s discuss the character, who becomes the means to the glorious end signifying victory of good over evil-“Sita”. Like a dutiful wife, she follows her husband – be it to the grandeur of the royal castle or be it into the harsh woods. She is a very brave character, with endurance as her key strength! The beloved daughter of a king, daughter-in-law of another mighty ruler and wife of one of the greatest kings of his time, Sita lives in the hardships of the forests with the same alacrity, as in any palace. She withstands the torture of the cruel demons, protecting her pride and dignity, not giving into either the temptation of an easier life, or the fear of subjugation. She even stands the test of chastity when her character is questioned by the mob. While the character is synonymous with strength and determination, I wonder why she always remains on an asking end! Despite being a “swayamwar”, she has no say in selecting her husband, she is supposed to be married off to the one fulfilling the conditions of the contest. During her journey in the woods, she is simply trailing her husband, adhering to the conditions in which he decides to live. She is kidnapped to a foreign land, with no resort but to pray for her husband to come and rescue her. People raise fingers on her character and she is asked to walk through fire to prove her virtue. It is only when water rises beyond her head that she finally takes active action for herself, but alas, finding solace only in another world. Maybe this was the definition of a quintessential wife, and she was a part of the story only to depict the same. After all, it was the story of Rama, and the world remembers Sita as the wife of Rama!

 Following in line are the other sisters from Mithila. Urmila was asked by her husband to stay back and serve his parents for 14 years while he would follow his brother in exile. While it all sounds great when we let the voice of Ramayana – that of dharma and rectitude narrate the story. But in absolute sense, it appeared that she was asked to follow her duties without even considering if she was willing to take it up. Was it a price paid for being a wife? Similar was the case of tacit agreement from Bharat’s wife, Mandavi & Vibhishan’s wife, when he left Ravana’s court to join Rama’s army. Looking at these stories, it seems like men sacrificed their women amongst many other things, to reach the heights of glory that they did! 

 Another female character, who acts as the trigger for the climax of Ramayan,is known to defy her duties as a pious wife or mother. Yes, we are talking of “Kaikai” the lady who personified the saying “Vinaash kale viprit buddhi”. Though not for an ideal cause, but she seems to be the only female character in the epic, who stood up for her rights, for what she thought was in her son’s well-being. Will she still be considered as wrong and ill-intentioned, if the scenario changes from that in Treta yuga to Kali yuga – a time when people don’t mind stepping on the other for their purpose. Maybe not! In that case, the behavior of all other lady characters will also no longer be considered ideal, but helpless and feeble! Maybe that is why, context and time are of prominence while deciding the virtue of an act.

Time has the power to make things relevant and irrelevant. So has the epic lost relevance? Maybe not. But are certain things and behaviors questionable? Possibly yes. Is it this change in time that necessitated a Krishna with his twisting and turning mannerism to get rid of the evil in a changed era, instead of a “dharmapurush” like Rama? The Ramayana refers to an age when probably women considered such sacrifices a part of their duty towards their families, especially their husband. However, the zeitgeist of the current times has changed, where the man has somehow assumed an upper hand, imposing such sacrifices on the so called second sex, rather than it being a willful exercise. Will these asks still be construed as rightful and adhering to dharma? Though not qualified enough for the exegesis of these scriptures and books, it would only be a cogent argument that context setting may act as a fillip to alter the reaction of even great men in different times. 

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Time Period I Would Like To Go Back To..

Time has the power – to change things as per its own will, in its own pace. The constantly turning time wheel makes you acknowledge one of the most prominent reality of life – that nothing is permanent. This awareness was ensued from the recent loss of my grandmother. This unfortunate incident triggered a train of thoughts in my mind, reminding me of the fact that I had lost multiple close family members in a very short period of time, the cognizance that while I will no longer have them standing behind my back, I was lucky enough to get their love and warmth, & the truth that it will only be wise to live every single moment and celebrate every single person in our lives to the fullest, for tomorrow cannot be relied on! 

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With an envelope of pure and protective blessings from the elders & the love and warmth of friends and family, I was living in a phase where nothing appeared impossible

As I was trying to cope up with the maelstrom of thoughts inside me, a glimpse of a family picture from my wedding elicited an unexpected smile on my face. My mind seemed to have found an instrument to fill that void inside me – the beautiful memories from a time, fortuitous enough to witness the presence of all the prominent relations gracefully playing their parts. Happy and cheerful people; concerned and well-wishing parents; proud grandparents; emotional yet happy siblings; light banter of friends; music that is soothing and makes you dance to its tune; mouth-watering food and uncountable smiles and laughs. This is the image recreated every time I think of my wedding – those five days that seem to have encompassed more than a century of happiness within them.

With an envelope of pure and protective blessings from the elders & the love and warmth of friends and family, I was living in a phase where nothing appeared impossible. I seemed to have an energy so high that it could ignite a fire inside me and I could carry that fireball in my hand. I was as carefree as a fawn jumping across the green wood oblivious to any boundaries. I was as gleeful as the dolphin playing in the ocean and splashing water all over. I was as content as a monk meditating in his monastery. I was surfing on this unknown, unexplored tide of alacrity where I knew that whatever was happening, was just right! I think I wanted nothing more and nothing less.

 It is said that you attract what you desire and how you feel. I could see it happen then. Everyone around me seemed to be reciprocating the welcoming zeal inside me. Fun, frolic, laughter and high spirits of a reunion was proliferating. Even though there was an urgency of the responsibility, but the sparkling joy in our eyes would just ease that in a matter of seconds.

The vigour which had taken hold of me, made me take up the challenge of managing the gamut of celebrations as well. I was the choreographer of my sangeet function, the interior decorator of all the venues of the wedding, the dress designer for all my costumes. In short, I was my wedding planner. Of course, I could give some credit to my younger sisters and my parents who might have played some role in this! Those endless shopping sprees which would make you feel like the powerful czar who could buy everything, were one of the most unforgettable part of the whole preparation. The feeling of wholesomeness, that all those people who matter were around, with full participation in your happiness, is what completed this beautiful & colourful jigsaw puzzle.

Reminiscence of my wedding is a gateway to multiple emotions and feelings, involving smiles and tears arousing at the same time, but they surely are one of the happiest that I have ever experienced. Till date whenever I attend a wedding or witness any wedding video or pictures, it takes me back to the winter of 2014 and I relive the entire experience again. This is the time in my history of events, the gates to which I would always keep open and return to as often as possible, to feel that bliss maybe just once again.  

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