Reading the Mahabharata by the Tungabhadra - Day 3

Mahabharata Day 3

This land belongs to the monkeys. It is theirs to frolic in, it is theirs to own. We have somehow faltered here, and they know it far better than we.

The wind blows my hair into my eyes, it cries out, howling like a dog in the distance. Perhaps it really is a dog, perhaps Dharma is watching me read the Mahabharata here. Or perhaps it is Vayu, listening in as I read how his son Bhima kills the demons Hidimba and Baka.

Squirrels joined in, squeaking as I read of Panchali and how Arjuna won her over. The critters seemed to know no fear as they raced past me, as I read of Krishna’s ploy to help Arjuna kidnap Subhadra.

Towards the end of this day, clouds loomed overhead. They ushered the wind on, and it howled in response. The clouds seemed to realize that I was reading about the Khandiva forest and how Purandara fought his own son to try and stop Agni’s insatiable hunger.

Today I went to read the Mahabharata by the Tungabhadra, and I did. My only neighbours were the langoors, the squirrels which treat the giant boulders as their own sabha, and the achyuta Vayu.

  1. Day 1
  2. Day 2
  3. Day 3
  4. Day 4
  5. Day 5
  6. Day 6
  7. Day 7
  8. Day 8
  9. Day 9
  10. Day 10
  11. Day 11
  12. Day 12
  13. Day 13
  14. Day 14
  15. Day 15
  16. Day 16
  17. Day 17
  18. Day 18
  19. Day 19
  20. Day 20
  21. Letter to the Author


indian-mythology   bibek-debroy   mahabharata   hampi

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