I am very fond of watching Hindu mythological serials or rather read them. Most prominent ones being The Ramayana and The Mahabharata. We have always read about Women being treated at par with men in our ancient cultures rather with more respect. There has been a tradition of “Swayamwar”, choosing your own groom from amongst the guests who have arrived. But when I hear about tales in these to epics of India I have failed to make a connect between the underlying philosophy and what actually happened.
It was never as the name suggests choosing yourself. For Sita Maharaja Janak had a criteria of lifting the Shivadhanush and for Draupadi it was piercing the eye of a fish. Wasn’t it the same as now a father tries to find a groom for his daughter. Only the parameters have changed. These days it’s having a good job, a great salary and being well settled.
When I think a bit deeper I get really intrigued at certain situations which could have happened.
“What If Ravana Had lifted the Dhanush instead of Ram??”
Would Sita have to Marry Ravana inspite of having imagined Ram as her groom. Wasn’t it wrong on Maharaja Janak’s part to put a criteria for swayamwar on the first place, when Sita was allowed to and had the liberty to choose her own groom??
“What would have happened if someone other than arjun pierced the eye of the fish let’s supposing Duryodhan”
Was it fair of Raja Drupad to put a criteria overruling Draupadi’s Wish????
I feel nothing has changed… only the times and criteria is what has changed. I am not against the practice but looking back and pondering into the past I feel we are still the same..
Everyday when I open my Facebook account I have a popup saying you have a memory with so and so and when I ponder a bit more and think about it these are same people everyday. It is rightly said you get not what you ask but what you deserve. I was averse to Maths ends up taking it as my +2 subject. I was averse to engineering and tried every possible way to avoid it but ended up doing it. I joined a firm which I never wanted to and now finally I am pursuing my masters which I always wanted to. But now whenever I find a little time for myself and think about my past I wonder weren’t those decisions which I felt were destiny’s wrong doing to me made me meet the best people in my life.
At every stage of my life I have a few bunch of people whom I consider second family. With years gone by memories piling up I sometimes sit and look back and what I see is a bunch of people always with each other be it a decision to buy a simple chocolate or advice regarding your life partner.
One has a unique characteristic of identifying your bad mood how much ever hard you try to hide it, one can make you laugh through her intelligently silly logics, one can teach you her invented words in no time, one can be blunt and straight on the face to tell you you are wrong, while two can be twins all there life that you can’t imagine one without other and almost mistaken for sisters, one can be super fashion conscious that she is almost the last one always to get ready and last but not the least she is silent but when she speaks she will make you laugh out loud.
All of them in their own weird silly and unique ways add colour to your boring life and it’s hard to imagine that they all are with you because you took a decision to which you did not wanted to…