This is based on a dream—just a dream.
"Dream? Only that?" you are bound to exclaim
and add, "haven't you anything better than 'dream'
to write about?"
Well, I would like to. But this is not a dream devoid
of any purpose.
You and I get delightful dreams, often—and there is
as you know, difference of opinion about dreams, as
between the granny and the medico—the latter says it
is all due to indigestion and the former, though infirm,
firmly believes that either the gods or the goblins
are responsible for dreams.
And now for this dream—it is a dream majestic—something
above the mundane! I am now inside a palace, and hear
peals of laughter—now again I find myself inside a shrine.
I meet a princess and her purse—and mark you, this is
not all—I find a Golden Garuda, fluttering with pardonable
pride—I hear a sob, muffled at first, but becoming louder
later on—some sort of grumbling noise, almost like the
whining of a pig, and wonder of wonders, a Platinum
Pig trots out before the princess! All in a muddle?
you are saying.
Yes! How else could a dream be! In fact there are very
many muddle-headed people even while awake. This is
after all a dream!!
And now, let me reconstruct for your benefit, this dream
that I had.
"God bless you, Princess dear! God bless you"
says the Garuda—and the Princess whom the Garuda blesses,
offers, her 'Namaskaram!
"You have given me a garb of gold, Oh! princess!
and I thank you for that. Even the Master whom I am
serving with such zeal, has not thought of such a gift."
"Need you thank me for this insignificant golden
garb, Garuda the Great! Blessed are you, in the company
of Maha Vishnu—whose one touch, one look, one word,
nay a smile, is enough to turn the whole of this Universe
into gold—or gem—anything. The golden garb is but a
beggarly gift, from this poor mortal?" says the
princess, and she wanted to say more—but the Garuda
with the gold garb, rose up majestically, and flew away.
I heard peals of laughter! Beautiful damsels, came running
along and said, "Dull witted is this Garuda, princess
dear! He thinks, that the garb of gold you gave, is
a token of devotion!"
The princess flushed—and recovered in a second. Assuming
a frown, the princess, scolded the bolder of the damsel,
"Rightly have they named you as Mala the Mischievous!
What mean you by this taunt? Do you doubt my devotion
naughty damsels ? How dare you?"
"What matters, Rani Sahiba, if I doubt ! Poor Garuda
has got not an iota of doubt. All that matters is that—and
why worry about my sentiment or judgement?" says
Mala, of course sandwiching her talk, with bewitching
giggles and twinkles. The princess boxes her ear, and
asks in a sisterly way, "Mala! Do tell me, why
you passed such unholy remarks"—and Mala says "Maha
Rani! I know the reason why, you offered this garb of
gold to Garuda ! Poor bird ! He is mightily pleased
with this gift of yours, and is not aware of the motive
behind this presentation."
"What, Devil in damsel's form is my motive?"
asks the princess, in an angry tone.
"Well! You princess know full well, that on seeing
this garb of gold, Maha vishnu is sure to enquire, about
Mala did not remain there to end her talk for it was
just at that time the 'whining' was heard.
"What's that?" the princess asked, and all
the damsels in different keys replied "What's that?"
And, lo! A pig stood before the princess.
The princess was a bit disgusted at the sight—only,
Mala, was not! All on a sudden, Mala began to kneel
be fore the pig, and pray. The Pig stood still for sometime—and
then advanced towards the Princess—who began to scream.
"Pray ! Forgive the princess, Almighty ! My princess
is innocent! It was not her intention to insult Your
August Self! Pray forgive her."
The Pig began to talk just like a human being.
"Mala! They call you the Mischievous! But you,
alone are endowed with the Supreme Knowledge? Bless
you indeed! In fact, I have a mind to turn you into
a Princess, this very moment; only I thought it won't
be to your advantage—you might lose the chance of getting
the loves of a prince, but do tell me why this Princess
of yours, insulted me. Garb of Gold for Garuda—she gave
—what for? To get the choicest blessings from Me! Is
it fair, decent, honest? The Pig was becoming louder
every second, and the Princess was about to sob. Mala
said in a pleading tone "Please, forgive the fair
princess, this one time—I shall tell her the reason
why you are enraged and ask her to make all amends."
"Mala ! What's it?" asked the Princess, and
she was shivering from head to foot.
"Princess! I knew that this would happen. I knew.
But I was a bit afraid, you would not understand me,
if I were to tell the truth. You did an injustice, when
you gave that garb of gold to Garuda the Great"
"Is it an injustice? And how?" asked the princess,
forgetting for the moment that she was before her chamber-maid.
" Remember, princess! the place and time of your
gift—this garb of gold?" queried the maid.
" Why not? It was at the Holy shrine of Sri Mushnam"
answered the princess, wondering why such an obvious
explanation was called for.
"Sri Mushnam! Yes, indeed, Rani Sahiba! Holy shrine
one of the seven original Vaishnava temples in the South"
Mala said, with fervour.
"Yes! Yes. indeed!" interjected the princess.
"And you forget, princess, the presiding deity
there—Bhu Varagasami! God in Pig form! One amongst the
Ten Avatars. And to go and worship there and at the
same time, to present a garb of gold to Garuda, instead
of to the Varaga! Why, that is sacrilege! Don't you
realise, the heinous crime that you have committed?
That is the reason why, you are marked out, now!"
said Mala—with an unusual seriousness in her tone and
"What would you think, princess dear, if a prince
comes here, and gives me a jasmine garland, in your
presence! That's what you have done! You worship Bhuvaragasami,
and offer a gift to Garuda—unforgivable affront—an insult
to Varaga ! Don't you realise the seriousness of your
offence?" Mala's talk was at once an accusation
and an explanation. The Princesses cried bitterly and
begged of Mala, to get her out of the mire.
"Order at once, Platinum Pig, Princess dear!"
said Mala—ordered I can as well say.
There was a rush—consultations—many persons came and
went—there was a sort of smoke screen—I was not able
to see clearly.
But all on a sudden, a band of workmen placed before
the princess, a platinum pig.
"Offer your 'Namaskarams' Rani Sahiba!" advised
The princess did as told and all the damsels knelt before
the Platinum Pig and prayed.
I, myself wanted to have a touch of the platinum Pig—principally
because of the Platinum. But, alas, when I did place
my hand, I woke up suddenly, and there was the daily
paper in my hand —and rubbing mine eyes, I read this
report published therein.
Donation for Temple
(Times of India News service)
The Rani of Sapra has donated Rs. 40,000 to the Sri
Mushnam, Bhuvaragaswami temple, one of the 7 original
Vaishnava temples in the South.
The money is to be spent for making a gold plated Garuda.