#lord rama baby names

[jeevanjali]

Lord Rama Names For Baby Boy: भगवान राम से प्रेरित आधुनिक और लोकप्रिय बच्चों के नाम, अर्थ सहितBaby Boy Names Inspired By Lord Ram: भगवान राम के नाम पर बच्चे का नाम रखना हिंदू संस्कृति में एक पूजनीय परंपरा है, जो शक्ति, साहस और धार्मिकता का प्रतीक है।

[himehikoshrine]

Oh, Rama Havenna Stage Script (EN)

This is the full Stage Script from the game menu for Oh, Rama Havenna (occasional typos and all, though I tried not to add any that weren't already there, but no promises).

Another verse, much like the first, I've gotten through Oh, Rama Havenna with a few weeks to spare. You can read Mary Jane here [x]. Some notes - the formatting is a bit different on this one. I've gone without the constant quotation marks, and tumblr let me do different things with line breaks.

There are some things in this script that are not in the game version - in-game, parts of the script are elided in favor of summary.

The Stage Scripts don't include any character ad-libs from the in-game performance, though. Of course, you can access it from the game menu, if you've got it, but this version is searchable! The play is a touch under 700 lines long, and is thus behind the cut. I have a version saved elsewhere if you'd like an easier way to save it, feel free to ask.

Oh, Rama Havenna

By Neji Kokuto

(1) Singing Havenna

◆Havenna Lakeshore

Father:   …

A boat docks.

Father:   A boat.

Father:   You in the boat, stop in the name of the Lord.

Chicchi:   …

Father:   This is Havenna. A town of decadence and pleasure.

Father:   Step ashore, and you will never be able to return to the other side.

Father:   Do you desire gold? Or fame? Succeed, and the town will be yours for the taking. Fail, and you will become a mugwort seller in a back alley.

Father:   Young woman, clean and pure. Will you still enter Havenna?

Chicchi:   Yes.

Chicchi:   I have no intention of returning to the other shore, Father.

Father:   I see.

Father:   Then dance until you collapse.

Father:   Oh, Rama Havenna.

◆Singing Pub

★Song “Oh, Rama Havenna, Oh Beloved Havenna”

Man A:   Oh, Rama Havenna! Indulgence is sweet and nothing to be ashamed of!

Man B:   Oh, Rama Havenna! Just give into your desires!

Rukiora enters with a flourish.

Rukiora:   Oh, Rama Havenna! As warm as a baby’s first bath. Oh, Rama Havenna! As gentle as a rocking cradle.

Man A:   Love the setting sun. A trash bin can take the place of a hotel!

Man B:   Aimless pleasure. A place for the lazy!

Rukiora:   Melt down to your bones and forget it all in Havenna. Let the lovely food and drink sing to your core in Havenna.

Rukiora:   Oh, Rama Havenna! Oh, Rama Havenna!

Customer A:   Rukiora, Havenna’s singing princess.

Customer B:   I want to be ripped apart by those beautiful arms of hers!

Customer A:   Hey, cut that out. Just imagining that will get you kicked out of here. She is well known for being a fine woman.

Customer B:   That’s even better!

Chicchi quietly appears

Chicchi:   …

Rukiora:   Oh, Rama Havenna! …That’s all for my singing. Thank you very much. Have a good night.

Applause

Customer A:   Oh rama! Oh rama! Secanda!

Customer B:   Give us more! Secanda, secanda!

Rukiora:   Haha, how many times are they going to make me sing… Ah.

Chicchi:   …

Rukiora:   I’ll sing one more song. Only because a friend is here today.

◆Town Streets

Rukiora:   Chicchi! You came.

Chicchi:   Rukiora. You sang beautifully today, too. Your guests were so delighted.

Rukiora:   Thank you for the praise… However, haah, I’m unhappy.

Chicchi:   Unhappy?

Rukiora:   With the song itself! Those lyrics are just atrocious!

Rukiora:   'Oh, Rama Havenna, we are a bunch of sloths', 'Oh, Rama Havenna, even so, our life is great!

Rukiora:   Ugh, I hate it. The guests at the club are just excusing how pathetic they are with these lyrics.

Rukiora:   They're filling the singing club with their muggy stench.

Rukiora:   If my nose weren’t so stuffy, I’d have thrown up from such a horrid stench. I’m so glad it is!

Rukiora:   Though I want it fixed because it’s difficult to sing.

Rukiora:   …But what I detest even more is the fact I’m making money by interacting with them.

Rukiora:   My living is dependent on them!

Rukiora:   Aagh, I just hate it.

Chicchi:   I think anyone’s amazing who works hard at what they do. I love your singing, Rukiora.

Rukiora:   Chicchi! My friend I love so much! You’re my one and only solace here in Havenna.

Chicchi:   Heh heh…

The two of them hug.

A little distance away, a dirtied man address a charming woman.

Dirty Man:   … I can’t sleep. Can you sell me some mugwort?

Suspicious Woman:   Yes, I just got some good mugwort in.

Rukiora:   …Look, Chicchi. A mugwort seller. The most indecent and immodest women in all of Havenna.

Rukiora:   The smell of mugwort will get all over you if you get near them. What a revolting smell.

Chicchi:   Right. Let’s walk far away from it…

The two of them walk away from the mugwort seller.

Girl:   Waait!

Rukiora:   What now?!

Fugio:   Ah, I’m in trouble…!

Rukiora:   Someone’s being chased by that crowd of women…! They’re coming this way.

Chicchi:   That’s…

Woman:   Wait! Waiiit!

Fugio:   I’m going to get caught at this rate…!

Chicchi:   This way. Come hide in the shadows.

Fugio:   Huh? You’re…!

Rukiora:   Chicchi?!

Girl:   Hey, let me shake your hand! Hug me! Come talk to us!

Sound of footsteps run past.

Rukiora:   …Looks like they’re gone.

Fugio:   Thanks, you saved me!

Rukiora:   …Are you Fugio, perhaps?

Fugio:   Oh, you know my name.

Rukiora:   You’re the princeps of the Agua Club… The most famous celebrity around! There isn’t a woman in Havenna who doesn’t know you! Right, Chicchi?

Chicchi:   R-Right…

Fugio:   Haha, thanks. You two really saved me. Come see my show if you’re free. I’ll prepare some VIP seats for you.

Rukiora:   Really? For both of us?

Fugio:   Of course! All right, bye then, Chickachina

Chicchi:   …!

Rukiora:   ‘Chickachina’?

Fugio:   Oh, that’s just a way of saying goodbye that’s making the rounds at the club! It could be old news by tomorrow. 

Rukiora:   I see. Chickachina!

Fugio leaves.

Rukiora:   Oh, he’s so cool. Fugio, the finest treasure of Havenna. I never imagined running into him here.

Rukiora:   They say not even thieves can get their hands on tickets to his shows. Could this be a reward for trying to live a clean life?

Rukiora:   Well, looks like our next meeting will be at the Agua Club! Bye-bye, Chicchi!

Chicchi:   Bye-bye, Rukiora.

Chicchi:   …

A man comes closer as Rukiora leaves.

Jire:   …Chicchi. I see you went to meet Rukiora.

Chicchi:   Jire… That’s because she’s my one and only female friend in Havenna.

Jire:   …Is that all right? She’s famous for being so clean that she won’t even eat a rat.

Chicchi:   Even I won’t eat a rat. Except for the kebabs on Tigris Street.

Jire:   The kebabs there are fantastic, huh?! They say there’s a secret in the spices.

Jire:   Er, no, I didn’t come here to talk about that.

Jire:   …It’s almost time for your shift at Pontartia. Domina said to come to your room an hour before.

Chicchi:   I was just a bit late from running into a guest. I always make sure to do my work.

Jire:   I’ve heard as much from Domina… More times than I’d like.

Jire:   All right, let’s go. Time for ‘Chicchi’ to become ‘Chickachina’.

(2) Bright Havenna

◆Back Alley

Sounds of murmurs

Girls advertising their store and men looking around.

Mugwort Vendor A:   Hey mister, need some mugwort?

Mugwort Vender B:   Our’s is much better than that shop… Hm? Oh my, it’s the priest.

Father:   …

Mugwort Vendor A:   He sure is faithful, proselytizing in a town like this. But we’re sick of those sermons!

Mugwort Vender B:   Our customers are going to run away, fearing God’s wrath. Go on, get out of here!

Father:   This place is once again gloomy with the smell of mugwort…

◆Pontartia - Chicchi’s Room

Jire:   Chickachina, your next guest is here.

Fugio:   Hey, nice to see you again!

Chicchi:   Please don’t call me by my work name outside the shop.

Fugio:   Sorry, Chickachina… Er, Chicchi. I was just so happy since I never thought I’d see you around town.

Fugio:   Shouldn’t you be the one who should be more careful?

Chicchi:   What do you mean?

Fugio:   You could have just ignored me like you do your other customers.

Fugio:   You’re hiding it, right? The fact that you’re a mugwort seller.

Chicchi:   This conversation is absurd. As absurd as someone like you coming to a shop like this to buy mugwort.

Fugio:   It’s really tiring to be the princeps. The eyes of the public are on me, so I can’t ruin my image.

Fugio:   You understand, right Chicchi?

Chicchi:   I’m going to light some mugwort. Set the money down. You can call me by my alias here.

Fugio:   Haha, sorry. You keep a lot of secrets, Chickachina. Ah, what a nice smell.

Chicchi:   Hey, take off your coat.

Fugio:   Right.

Chicchi:   You like having my arm around you, don’t you?

Fugio:   Yeah… So hurry, wrap it around my neck already…

Chicchi:   All right, then… Hmph!”

Chicchi wraps her arm around Fugio’s neck from behind, choking him.

Fugio:   Rrgh…!

Fugio falls unconscious without any resistance. 

Sound of a thud on the bed.

Fade out.

Fugio:   …I think I’m sick.

Chicchi:   Yeah. Did you sleep well?

Fugio:   Really, I wonder what kind of person first thought up of a business like this?

Chicchi:   I’m sure anyone would think up a business to make men who can’t go to sleep fall unconscious. Someone from this town, at least.

Fugio:   Havenna’s full of guys who can’t sleep, after all… Can I stay by your side a while longer?

Chicchi:   Yes, I’m your Chickachina until morning.

Fugio:   Seriously, I hate the sun for that.

Fugio:   Someday, I want to take you away from Havenna. I wonder how I can have you all to myself.

Chicchi:   There’s nothing outside of Havenna, Fugio.

Fugio:   Haha, you speak as though you’ve seen it for yourself. Outside Havenna is overflowing with dreams and hopes bigger than here. 

Fugio:   Someday, I’ll get out of Havenna… with you.

◆Pontartia

Chicchi:   I smell like mugwort all over… 

Chicchi:   I’ll be taking a shower. I don’t know when Rukiora’s stuffy nose will get better.

Jire:   I’m sure it’ll be fine if she’s seeing the same doctor. That guy’s a quack, after all.

Chicchi:   With any luck, he’ll hit his head and get some sense knocked into him.

Chicchi:   If her nose gets better, she might notice even the faintest scent of mugwort.

Chicchi:   If that happens, it’s not just my job that’s in trouble.

Jire:   Pontartia’s earnings would plummet instantly. All your customers are the good ones, after all.

Jire:   Even that Fugio’s all over you. My ear gets itchy every time I hear his pickup lines.

Chicchi:   He’s popular in Havenna. There’s no way he’d actually fall for a mugwort seller.

A man and woman in gaudy clothing approach them as they talk.

They are Facchio and Domina, the owner of the shop and his lover.

Facchio:   Chickachina!

Jire:   Its Facchio. Pontartia’s owner and the millionaire of Havenna. If he’s here, that means…

Domina:   The smell of mugwort is so strong here. I’m sure you’re not wasting any of it, are you?

Jire:   Domina… The madam of Pontartia and Facchio’s lover…

Chicchi:   Good evening.

Facchio:   Did that prince boy come by again?

Chicchi:   Not ‘prince boy’. The princeps Facchio.

Facchio:   Prince, princeps, whatever. The fact that such a popular boy is mad about you is what’s important. 

Domina:   So, how much did we earn from him? Ah, here it is.

Chicchi:   Ah.

Domina:   A bit low for the star of the Agua club. He could be more generous with the tip.

Domina:   Subtracting the rent for the room, equipment expenses, other miscellaneous fees… Here’s your share.

Chicchi:   …This is it?

Domina:   What’s that I hear?

Domina:   Who was the one who plucked you off a dirty street corner stinking of matrik into a fine mugwort seller?

Chicchi:   You, Madam Domina.

Domina:   I thought so.

Domina:   The one who taught you how much pressure to apply to block one’s airway, how to charm the beastly men of havenna and send them into heaven was me, right?

Domina:   I can be real scary if you mouth off to me.

Facchio:   Come now, my little butterfly. The reason you’re upset is proof that Chickachina sees herself as worth more. Let’s give her a little bonus later. 

Domina:   Facchio, I’m going to get jealous if you keep treating Chickachina so well. Enough to kill her!

Facchio:   You’re flapping wings are the most beautiful, my butterfly.

Domina:   Hee-hee

Jire:   Um, can we leave now?

Domina:   Oh, Jire, you’re still here. Get out already.

Facchio:   Later, Chickachina.

The two of them leave Facchio and Domina.

Jire:   That Domina. She took all that after you worked so hard, Chicchi. I’m going to complain about it later.

Chicchi:   There’s no helping it. Those two were the ones who took me in.

Jire:   Domina’s jealous of you, Chicchi, because you’re so young and beautiful.

Chicchi:   Domina’s beautiful, too. Even though she’s not young.

Jire:   Chicchi. What’s so worth gaining here in Havenna that you would go this far?

Chicchi:   Jire, Havenna is the town of desire and pleasure. I am a woman of Havenna, too.

Jire:   I don’t understand, Chicchi. I can’t imagine this kind of work being fulfilling for you.

◆The Edge of Town

Facchio and Domina enter a church confessional. The priest listens to them from the other side.

Facchio:   Father! Oh, Father! I have sinned!

Domina:   Please hear Facchio’s confession! And please here mine as well!

Father:   Go on.

Facchio:   Pontartia has been prosperous here in Havenna. 

Facchio:   Eventually, we will cross the river and expand Pontartia to a hundred locations.

Facchio:   Please, God! Forgive my arrogance and ambition, and protect me from those jealous of my genius!

Domina:   And I will follow this man, whose pockets overflow with profit.

Domina:   Please allow me to support him in a way his wife is unable to.

Domina:   …And please punish that arrogant little Chickachina.

Facchio:   Father, what is it that we must do?

Father:   God is always watching over us, each day and each night.

Father:   He loves us in all our greed, arrogance, jealousy, and envy. Be thankful for the love from our magnanimous God.

Father:   You must dance.

Facchio & Domina:   Aah!

★Dance “Intense confessions at the confessional”

(3) Swaying Havenna

◆Agua Club

Fugio’s performance is a cheerful, empty song.

Fugio:   The future is a hope without a dream. Let me see your dazzling smile tomorrow! I am your princeps!

Fugio:   Shining tears become shooting stars! We can create a love that’s true, if we’re together! I alone am your princeps!

Audience:   Ahhh!

Audience:   Fugio!

Rukiora:   Amazing! I never imagined we could watch the princeps of the Agua Club from such good seats! Let’s dance later! I have to thank God for this!

Chicchi:   I’m happy for you, Rukiora.

Fugio:   Thank you, thank you! Here’s a flower to remember this night by.

Customer A:   Fugio threw a flower!

Customer B:   It’s mine!

Customer A:   No, it’s mine…

Rukiora:   Huh? No way!

Customer:   Aww, no fair!

Customer:   Fugio, one for me, too!

Fugio:   Thank you all! I love you like the stars do!

Rukiora:   Look, Chicchi! I got the flower from Fugio…!

Chicchi:   Well, you’re the cutest one here, Rukiora. I’m happy for you.

Rukiora:   Yeah… I’m so happy…!

◆Yorubeya

Chicchi talks to Miguel, an employee at the club

Miguel:   Rukki, Chicchi. Welcome to the Yorubeya. Hm? You look happy, Rukki.

Rukiora:   Listen to this, Miguel! Fugio tossed a flower to me at the Agua Club!

Rukiora:   Look at this flower! It’s so pretty…!

Miguel:   A man giving a flower to a woman is a meaningful thing. And that man is Fugio, the most popular man in Havenna.

Rukiora:   You’re right, Miguel. What do I do? What if Fugio becomes my lover?

Rukiora:   If I’m with him, I might even be able to leave Havenna and live somewhere far away from here…

Chicchi:   Leave Havenna?

Miguel:   If you do that, I won’t be able to see you or Chicchi anymore. I’d be a bit lonely.

Rukiora:   Miguel! I’ll write to you.

Miguel:   Really? I can see you taking your sweet time in responding.

Chicchi:   Rukiora, if you were to become Fugio’s lover, would you really leave Havenna? 

Rukiora:   Chicchi, the world outside this town is full of things that aren’t just pleasure and desire. 

Rukiora:   Things unimaginable to people like us who have grown up in Havenna!

Chicchi:   What do you think is outside Havenna, Rukiora?

Rukiora:   I don’t know. Probably…everything.

Miguel:   You think? It might just be dandelions and neshiromi fields, you know?

Rukiora:   That would be so boring!

Miguel:   Havenna’s a place with everything. You can get all the riches and privileges you want here. If you have the power, that is.

Miguel:   To me, Havenna’s the most amazing town! There’s no one to criticize you if you spend all your days having fun.

Rukiora:   You really are the embodiment of Havenna, Miguel.

Miguel:   There are girls as cute as you too, Rukki.

Rukiora:   You playboy.

Miguel:   Ahaha, it’s true.

Rukiora:   I want to get out of here as soon as possible. If only Fugio really WOULD take me away…

Chicchi:   But we’ll be apart if you leave Havenna.

Rukiora:   You just need to come with me! Me, you, and Fugio, all three of us will leave.

Miguel:   No fair. You’re only taking Chicchi.

Rukiora:   It’s different with Chicchi, Miguel. We’re special friends.

Chicchi:   …

Chicchi:   …So you want to leave Havenna, Rukiora? You have no desire to stay here?

Chicchi:   Even if I’m with you…?

Rukiora:   Wait, Chicchi. It’s not like I want to leave Havenna right NOW.

Rukiora:   Though if I could leave, I would.

Miguel:   Are you okay being with anyone, so long as they’ll take you away from Havenna?

Rukiora:   Well, of course I’d prefer Fugio. He’s a pure-hearted princeps. This flower must be a sign of things to come.

Rukiora:   I’m sure something will happen before this flower’s fragrance fades. Oh, what a nice smell. If my nose weren’t so stuffy, I bet it’d smell even lovelier. 

Chicchi:   Rukiora, you’ve got pollen on your nose.

Rukiora:   Oh, no! I need to touch up my makeup!

Rukiora leaves her seat.

Sound of her hurrying away.

Miguel:   Rukiora is quite taken with Fugio.

Chicchi:   It’s because he threw her that flower. What is he trying to do, anyway?

Miguel:   You think he could’ve been trying to throw it to you? I mean…

Miguel:   I’m sure you were the cutest one in the audience.

Chicchi:   …That’s why people call you a playboy, Miguel. I don’t eat up sweet talk like that.

Miguel:   You’re my guest today. Shouldn’t I be serving you?

Miguel:   …I can’t sleep. I crave the scent of mugwort.

Chicchi:   Don’t talk about that here. Rukiora will be back soon.

Miguel:   It’s tough, isn’t it? Having to keep lying.

Chicchi:   I’m not lying. I just haven’t told her the truth. 

Miguel:   And you want her to believe a false truth? Why are you so adamant on hiding it?

Chicchi:   When I first started taking customers and Pontartia, Domina always scolded me for failing to knock them out right away.

Chicchi:   … ‘We don’t need someone like you here, you freeloader’.

Chicchi:   I cried as I walked around Havenna, and when I arrived at Pig’s Rear Street, I heard someone singing.

Chicchi:   “‘Oh, Rama Havenna’… I love Havenna so dearly. You can be a good-for-nothing, and that’s all right. Laugh and dance, and you can forget it all…

Chicchi:   I was crying.

Chicchi:   I cried and cried, and couldn’t stop. When the show ended, I still couldn’t move from where I was… 

Chicchi:   Rukiora spoke to me.

Chicchi:   I think she thought of me as a pure-hearted girl who was moved by her singing. When in truth, I’m far from pure.

Chicchi:   But I was happy.

Chicchi:   Rukiora’s the only person who can’t know who I really am. No matter what happens. 

Miguel:   Even if it hurts her in the end?

Chicchi:   Is there anything that would her her more than the truth that her friends sells mugwort?

Miguel:   Don’t glare at me like that. It’s fine. No one knows anything about who you really are. No one in Havenna. Not even me.

Chicchi:   Miguel. You’re different. You’re special. 

Miguel:   Hey, now. Look who’s dishing out the sweet talk now.

Chicchi:   Then, will you be honest and tell Rukiora that you care for her?

Chicchi:   You’re a liar, too. You mix in flippant, nonchalant flirting with your true feelings, then shrug off your sleepless nights with mugwort.

Miguel:   …I give up. You win. You sure are mean today. Are you annoyed that Rukiora’s so obsessed with Fugio?

Chicchi:   Rukiora seemed happy to get a flower from him. That’s why I’m happy, too.

Miguel:   You’re not telling the truth again.

Rukiora comes back.

Rukiora:   Sorry. Where were we?

Chicchi:   We were thinking about how you could stay in Havenna, even if you and Fugio become lovers.

Miguel:   I think Fugio going totally broke at a casino would be most effective.

Rukiora:   Idiot. Fugio leads a proper life, so he wouldn’t go somewhere like a casino.

Chicchi:   …

(4) Noisy Havenna

◆Town Streets

Miguel:   Then, can I get those? The Bakuu cookies. Yeah, thanks.

Rukiora:   …Those cookies are cute.

Miguel:   Rukki! If you had cookies, I would have gone straight to buy them from you.

Rukiora:   I have no such thing.

Rukiora:   Are they for your customers? I think they’re a little too cute to give out at the club. 

Miguel:   They’re for me, I just like them. 

Rukiora:   Oh, you’re so adorable.

Miguel:   Right? I AM adorable!

Rukiora:   Oh, never mind that. Look, the flower Fugio gave me. It’s still alive. Isn’t it amazing?

Miguel:   That’s love for ya.

Rukiora:   It is.

Rukiora:   I’m going to have my nose checked now. I want to be able to enjoy the fragrance while I still can.

Miguel:   I see. I hope your nose gets cleared up soon.

Rukiora:   Yes. Goodbye now.

Sound of her walking away.

Miguel:   …I think tonight’s going to be another sleepless night.

◆Pontartia - Chicchi’s Room

Fugio:   Chickachina, how I’ve missed you. We couldn’t stay and talk for long last time.

Fugio:   First, thank you for coming to my show. My heart was dancing just from seeing you there at the Agua Club. 

Chicchi:   Rukiora was there, too.

Fugio: Oh, right. So, that flower. Did it surprise you?

Chicchi:   Rukiora caught it.

Fugio:   My aim was abysmal. I really wanted you to catch it. I’m sorry!

Chicchi:   I see. She was really happy. She’s a big fan of yours.

Chicchi:   But I don’t want you to play with her feelings. She’s a dear friend to me.

Fugio:   I see. I didn’t mean to do so, but I admit it was wrong of me. I’m sorry.

Fugio:   I’ll throw it next time so that you catch it. No, maybe it’s better if I give it to you directly. 

Chicchi:   Rukiora is enamored with you. You’re all she talks about.

Fugio:   What about you? Talk about me, too.

Fugio:   About how you want to run away from Havenna with me.

Chicchi:   What a ridiculous conversation. 

Fugio:   You always avoid the topic whenever it leads to what’s outside Havenna. 

Fugio:   …Could it be that you have the strongest desire of all to see what’s out there?

Fugio:   Don’t you want to escape this harsh reality? 

Fugio:   Why? Why are you working as a mugwort seller? Debt? Is there something you need?

Fugio:   I can give you what it is you desire. Whatever you want, even a moment to make you forget reality.

Fugio:   So, just quit being a mugwort seller and…

Chicchi:   …Stop already!

Chicchi:   If you’re just going to pity me so much, then just stop buying me!

Chicchi:   What do you even know about me? …Jire! This customer is on his way out. 

Fugio:   Chickachina, calm down, I was out of line.

Jire:   Chickachina, what’s wrong?

Fugio:   It’s nothing. This is between the two of us.

Jire:   And I’m stepping in between the two of you as well.

Fugio:   Aren’t you just Domina’s lackey?

Jire:   What did you say? I’m Chicchi’s ally!

Fugio:   What can you do, with no status, prestige, or money?

Jire:   You’re one to talk! Buying mugwort all the time when you HAVE status, prestige, and money.

Fugio:   What was that?

Jire:   What’s your problem?!

Chicchi:   Stop!

Chicchi:   …It’s fine. I’ll just do my job. I’m a mugwort seller, after all.

Jire:   But, Chickachina…

Chicchi:   I’m sorry, Jire. Leave the room. I don’t want to be seen working. 

Fugio:   And this is time that I purchased. Am I mistaken?

Jire:   …Understood.

Fugio:   Oh, wait.

A clinking sound.

Fugio throws a tip.

Jire:   100 panie…!

Fugio:   It’s a tip. Go get yourself some kebab with that.

◆Pontartia

Jire:   Who’s he kidding with the kebab crap.

Jire:   I don’t need this!

Jire throws the 100 panie. 

Sound of him throwing the coin

Jire:   …Chicchi! Aah, Chickachina! ! I… I…! 

Jire:   The smell of mugwort is seeping into her body…!

Jire:   …

Jire:   …100 panie.

Jire picks up the coin.

Jire:   He has the power to give 100 panie as tip…

Jire:   What I have is…

Jire:   …Chicchi.

◆The Edge of Town

Father:   …Lost little lamb.

Jire:   …

Domina:   Oh, Jire. I didn’t think I’d run into you here. Have you been up to no good?

Jire:   Please don’t lump me in with you. I don’t have any sins to confess.

Jire:   I have something to talk to you about in regards to Chicchi. I’ll ask bluntly. What do you think about her?

Domina:   She’s a pupa who doesn’t know her place. She may grow to be a carbunculus-patterned butterfly.  

Jire:   You’re scared of her, aren’t you?

Jire:   Would you like to make a deal?

Domina:   A deal?

Jire:   Yes.

(5) Aromatic Havenna

◆Singing Pub

Rukiora:   Chicchi, Miguel! You came!

Chicchi:   You were lovely today as well. 

Miguel:   You sang like an angel.

Rukiora:   Hee-hee, thank you.

Rukiora:   Here, look, Fugio’s flower! Two petals fell, but it’s still in bloom!

Miguel:   Perhaps it’s the magic of love.

Chicchi:   It’s not a fake flower, is it?

Rukiora: A fake flower wouldn’t have a scent like this!

Rukiora:   Here, have a sniff. Hnnn, hahh, hnnn, hahh… Huh?

Chicchi:   What is it, Rukiora?

Rukiora:   I smell something displeasing.

Chicchi:   Huh? From Fugio’s flower?

Rukiora:   No. Mugwort.

Chicchi:   …That’s just your imagination isn’t it? Remember, your nose is stuffed.

Rukiora:   I changed doctors. Thanks to that, it’s getting better day by day.

Chicchi:   …!

Rukiora:   I DO smell it. That filthy stench… That dreadful stench. 

Miguel:   Maybe it’s this.

Rukiora:   What… The cookies?

Miguel:   There are all sorts of flavors. These are mugwort.

Rukiora:   What terrible taste you have, Miguel!

Miguel:   I didn’t think your nose would get better… Sorry!

Rukiora:   I’ll forgive you since you were honest.

Rukiora:   Ah, it’s time to give the flower some water. Excuse me for a moment.

Sound of her leaving.

Chicchi:   Thanks, Miguel. 

Miguel:   Never thought she’d change doctors

Miguel:   What are you going to do, Chicchi? If her nose gets completely better, she might notice the smell of mugwort on you.

Chicchi:   I’ll change perfumes. 

Miguel:   …Chicchi. I don’t think you can fool her forever. What about being honest with her?

Chicchi:   …

Miguel:   Or maybe… I’LL be the one who takes Rukiora and runs away from Havenna?

Chicchi:   You’re joking, right?

Miguel:   Yeah, just trying to distract us for a bit.

Chicchi:   Stop. I’m not in the mood for this right now.

Miguel:   Then, want a Bakuu cookie?

Chicchi:   I ate those as a kid. There aren’t any that are mugwort-flavored.

Chicchi:   You like those, Miguel?

Miguel:   I hate them. They’re dry and have no taste. But they remind me of the past.

Chicchi:   Are you eating them to not forget about the past?

Miguel:   That’s about right. You don’t have anything like that for yourself?

Chicchi:   Memories just make me feel empty.

Miguel:   That’s so like you.

◆Pontartia

Chicchi:   …

Jire:   What’s wrong? You don’t look great.

Chicchi:   Rukiora’s stuffed nose is starting to get better.

Jire:   Huh? But that hospital’s supposed to be full of quacks…

Chicchi:   She found another doctor.

Chicchi:   If she finds out the truth…

Jire:   It’ll be okay, Chicchi. God will protect you. 

Chicchi:   God’s been asleep for a long time.

◆ Pig’s Rear Street - Second District

Rukiora:   The flower smells so nice! I’m so glad I changed doctors.

Domina:   You’re in the way.

Rukiora:   Aaah?!

Sound of the two bumping into each other. 

In a hard collision, the flower falls onto the street.

The woman who bumped into her steps on the flower.

Rukiora:   What are you doing! Huh?!

Domina:   Well if it isn’t the moonlight princess of the singing pub.

Rukiora:   I feel sick… Of all people, I had to bump into you…!

Rukiora:   Ah, the flower. My flower…

Domina:   Flower?

Domina:   You mean this filthy trash under my shoe no different from a rat’s carcass?

Rukiora:   Move!!!

Rukiora:   How could you… The flower I got from Fugio!

Domina:   Oh, too bad I’m not sorry.

Rukiora:   Don’t you ‘not sorry’ me! What are you going to do about this?

Domina:   It’s not something to be so down about. Flowers wilt eventually. Humans are the same.

Rukiora:   Quiet! You vermicurmi! You rotten matrik woman!

Domina:   How rude. I am still in my prime.

Domina:   That’s why your father is still so obsessed with me!

Rukiora:   You dreadful mugwort woman…! Shut your filthy pig mouth!

Domina:   And how is that woman doing, tossed aside by her husband?

Rukiora:   Don’t make fun of my mother…! She’s… passed.

Domina:   I see. Facchio made no mention of that at all. 

Rukiora:   I’ve erased any memory of that man reeking of mugwort!

Rukiora:   Ah, I’m going to vomit! I’ll leave you all in this filthy putrid town… With Fugio, my beloved.

Domina:   Fugio? From the Agua Club?

Rukiora:   Yes! The princeps Fugio! One who would never reek of mugwort like you!

Domina:   So what if you found out that Fugio spends his time buying mugwort?

Rukiora:   Huh…?

Rukiora:   …What a joke! Fugio is Havenna’s treasure. He’s my idol!

Domina:   I don’t know if he’s an idol or an idiot, but I’m only telling you the truth.

Domina:   He’s a man stained by Havenna, collapsing every night in the arms of a mugwort seller.

Domina:   What an innocent young, Havenna-like woman you are, fooled by such ostentatious displays as his. 

Domina:   Your fate is to have everything taken away by mugwort sellers in the end.

Rukiora:   Lies… Lies!

Domina:   If you think it’s a lie, come by Pontartia sometime. Behind Ant Hill Alley.

Domina:   It’s possible… that he might come today.

Domina:   He’s mad about a woman named Chickachina.

Rukiora:   …Chickachina?

Domina:   You want me to tell you more? She…

Miguel:   Stop!

Rukiora:   Miguel…!

Domina:   What do you want?

Miguel:   Get away from her. If not…

Domina:   If not, then what? …Hmph! Out of my way!

Sound of her leaving.

Miguel:   Rukiora, are you all right?

Miguel:   That woman is a mugwort seller full of lies. Don’t take what she says seriously.

Rukiora:   Miguel.

Miguel:   Yeah?

Rukiora:   Then why did you interrupt her?

Miguel:   Because she says the most ridiculous things.

Rukiora:   …You lie so much that the truth is clear.

Miguel:   Rukiora? Ah! Wait, Rukiora!

(6) Fussy Havenna

◆Pontartia - Facchio’s Room

Chicchi:   Excuse me

Facchio:   Ah, come in, Chickachina

Chicchi:   You wanted to talk?

Facchio:   It’s as though you are my adorable daughter. I can ask about how you’re doing, can’t I?

Chicchi:   I’m having a lot of fun. All my customers are good people.

Facchio:   I’m glad to hear it. I want to ask you, my adorable little girl. 

Facchio:   Chickachina, what do you think about Domina?

Chicchi:   Domina? If you’re playing the role of my father, that would make Domina my kind stepmother. 

Facchio:   Chickachina. I swear I will never tell Domina.

Chicchi:   She’s an aged vermicurmi.

Facchio:   Ahaha! Oh the things you say behind people’s backs are always so amusing!

Facchio:   Domina’s a clever woman. She’s planning on a higher status in Havenna, using me as a stepping stone.

Chicchi:   Is that so?

Facchio:   Of course she is! Chickachina. Aren’t you interested in status as well? What would you think of becoming the madam of Pontartia?

Chicchi:   But the madam is Domina.

Facchio:   You’re popular among the men. You’re affectionate, and you knock them out quick. And above all, you’re clever.

Facchio:   There’s no one better suited to represent Pontartia.

Facchio:   Will you build this business with me?

Chicchi:   Facchio. I don’t intend on going from daughter to stepmother. 

Facchio:   Of course, I’ll prioritize whatever it is you wish. It’s just that there’s no mistake that a brighter world awaits you.

Facchio:   Just think about it. A woman of mine will wear a ring of carbunculus. 

Chicchi:   …I understand. I’ll think about it.

◆Outside Pontartia

Rukiora:   Pontartia… there’s no mistake. This is it.

Rukiora:   I can smell the mugwort even out here. Is it possible Fugio actually comes to a place like this?

Rukiora:   There’s no way such an upright and clean man could…

Rukiora:   …

Rukiora:   No, this isn’t right!

Rukiora:   I should be ashamed for getting led on by that woman and doubting him!

Rukiora:   I’ll go home… Huh?!

Rukiora:   Is that…?!

◆Pontartia

Chicchi:   Facchio wants me to be…

Jire:   …Chicchi. It’s time for work, Fugio’s coming.

Chicchi:   R-Right…

◆Pontartia - Chicchi’s Room.

Fugio:   Chickachina, I’ve missed you!

Chicchi:   Good evening, Fugio. You can’t sleep again?

Fugio:   I feel like my face is heavy with a mask I put on myself.

Chicchi:   All right, I’ll light some mugwort then…

Rukiora:   Hey!

Chicchi:   …!

Rukiora:   To think the princeps would come to a mugwort shop…!

Fugio:   You’re…

Chicchi:   A-Ah…

Rukiora:   Chicchi…!!!

Chicchi:   Aah, ah…

Rukiora:   …What is the meaning of this?

Chicchi:   I… I…

Fugio:   Let’s calm down for a moment.

Rukiora:   You be quiet! You falsa of a man!

Fugio:   Wha…

Rukiora:   Chicchi. We’re friends, right? Friends don’t hide things from each other, right?

Rukiora:   Tell me the truth. If so then I, I… will forgive you.

Chicchi:   Rukiora…

Chicchi:   Tell me!!!

Chicchi:   I… I…

Chicchi:   I’m actually a mugwort seller. A mugwort-selling woman, the likes of which you hate so much…

Chicchi:   I’m sorry for hiding it from you… You’re the one person I didn’t want to find out.

Chicchi:   Because I care about you. Because we’re friends…

Rukiora:   Chicchi…

Rukiora:   You’re terrible! To trick me like this!

Chicchi:   R-Rukiora…

Rukiora:   What do you mean ‘friends’?! You were ridiculing me, drenching yourself in mugwort with Fugio!

Chicchi:   No, Rukiora! I…

Rukiora:   You were jeering at me, exhilarated over a single flower!

Rukiora:   Don’t ever come near me with that disgusting stench ever again!

Sound of her running off

Rukiora leaves the shop.

Chicchi:   Rukiora!

Chicchi:   Ah, my dear friend…

Chicchi:   Because I’m… a mugwort seller.

Fugio:   Chickachina… Poor thing.

Fugio:   Come here!

Fugio takes Chicchi’s hand.

Chicchi:   Fugio?! Were are we going?

Fugio:   Towards hope.

Sound of them running off.

Jire watches in the shadows as the two of them exit Pontartia

Jire:   …

◆The Edge of Town

Rukiora arrives at the church.

Rukiora:   …Please let me confess!

Father:   Proceed.

Rukiora:   God… Please forgive me! Please forgive me for being unable to forgive such a dirty lie, unable to forgive my precious friend!

Rukiora:   I wanted to… I wanted to forgive her, but my head and my heart are all a mess, and I can’t do anything about it at all!

Rukiora:   Not only that, I want her to be punished, even though we’re friends! Even though we WERE friends!

Rukiora:   Or, am I the one in the wrong?

Rukiora:   Am I the terrible one? Is my heart the one that is dirty? Aagh!

Rukiora:   Is everything disappearing around me because I’m the one who’s no good? If only I had done better, If only I had more value, things wouldn’t have turned out like this?

Rukiora:   Then Father wouldn’t have been taken away, and Mother wouldn’t have gone mad?

Rukiora:   Please forgive me, forgive me, please forgive me. Please take out my heart, and wash away all its sins.

Rukiora:   Please forgive me, forgive me, please forgive me, forgive me…

Miguel:   Mind letting me confess too?

Rukiora:   Miguel…! What is all that luggage?

Miguel:   I’m leaving Havenna. I finally saved enough money.

Miguel:   In fact, I’ve been able to leave for a while now. I just kept letting things drag on.

Miguel:   But I made up my mind after watching you run off. 

Rukiora:   Whatever do you mean?

Miguel:   My family is made up of poor neshiromi farmers. We are not from Havenna.

Miguel:   With so much debt, the farm was in danger, so I was sent to Havenna to earn money.

Miguel:   But now that I have enough saved, I’m going back home.

Rukiora:   What are you here to confess about, then?

Miguel:   For lying to myself.

Miguel:   Rukiora, I’m in love with you. 

Rukiora:   What?

Miguel:   Escape from Havenna with me.

(7) Drowning Havenna

◆Pontartia

Facchio:   Chickachina! Where’s my pupa?

Domina:   She went off somewhere with a man.

Facchio:   Domina! Why didn’t you stop them?

Domina:   I saw my younger self in her and thought she might get in my way, so I just thought to rip off her wings before she became a beautiful butterfly. You don’t need two women, Facchio.

Facchio:   What a terrifying woman you are!

Domina:   Who’s the terrifying one here?! You ebrietas of a man. I’m the one who raised Pontartia to who she is, you leech.

Domina moves behind Facchio

Facchio:   What are you doing! Stop!

Domina:   My skills have not yet dulled. Hmph.

Facchio:   Rrghk!

Sound of him dropping to the ground.

Domina:   …Chickachina, Facchio. Now everyone in my way is gone.

Domina:   I’ll confess to God later.

◆Havenna Lakeshore

Fugio:   Alright, we’re here.

Chicchi:   This is the lake.

Fugio:   Right. We’re going to cross it on a ferry and reach the other side.

Chicchi:   Stop, Fugio. I don’t want this.

Fugio:   Then what DO you want?! Your lie has been found out by your dear friend.

Fugio:   Is it money? Status? Fame?

Chicchi:   I don’t want any of that.

Fugio:   Then tell me, Chickachina. I want to help you.

Jire:   Chicchi!

Jire runs forward. He has a knife in his hand.

Chicchi:   Jire! What are you holding…

Fugio:   A knife…

Jire:   Celebrities have so much confidence. To think you’d take Chicchi away from Havenna.

Fugio:   Urk…

Jire:   Chicchi. Come back here. This man is nothing more than a thief.

Chicchi:   …No, Jire. This man is the princeps of the Agua Club. Rumors will spread quickly.

Jire:   Then…

Jire:   All I can do is pretend I didn’t see anything.

Jire:   Chicchi, you decide.

Jire:   Whether you’ll cross the lake with that man and leave Havenna, or punish him and come back to Pontartia.

Chicchi:   Jire…

Chicchi:   I won’t cross the lake, nor will I punish him.

Fugio:   Chickachina…

Jire:   That’s not a choice you can make! You need to leave. I don’t want to see you dirtied by rumors.

Jire:   When you first came to Havenna, you were pure as the purest white. A vase for a single flower, descended down to us in the snow. 

Jire:   To watch you poisoned by this town, stained by the scent of mugwort is… painful.

Fugio:   Even he agrees. Leave Havenna with me.

Fugio:   If you do, you can become pure again. You won’t have to lie anymore.

Chicchi:   …

Chicchi:   …Leave Havenna so I can become pure again? How can you decide that all on your own?

Chicchi:   I came to Havenna of my own free will. When I leave Havenna, it will be of my own free will as well.

Jire:   Chicchi…

Chicchi:   It was you who provoked Domina into telling everything to Rukiora, wasn’t it Jire?

Jire:   I…

Chicchi:   How arrogant of you to get Fugio involved in this.

Jire:   Chicchi, I just wanted you to…

Chicchi:   You should confess to God. Before I can no longer stand you. Goodbye.

Chicchi leaves.

Sound of her leaving.

Jire:   Chicchi!

Fugio:   You…

Jire:   Uurgh…

Jire:   I… just cared about her so much…

Fugio:   I understand

Jire:   …Thank you.

Jire:   Hey, sorry for dragging you into this. Will you join me in the confession booth?

◆Pontartia 

Sound of murmurs

A crowd forms around the shop.

Domina and Facchio are arguing.

Facchio:   You finally showed your true colors, you sneak!

Domina:   What about you? Isn’t it about time you realized you’re about to be fired?

Chicchi:   Facchio and Domina?

Man:   They’re arguing over who gets ownership.

Woman:   It seems like the fight led into an investigation, and it turns out this shop is illegal.

Chicchi:   I see. That’s terrible.

◆Pig’s Rear Street - Second District

Chicchi staggers.

Chicchi:   …

Chicchi:   Ugh…

Chicchi:   Urgh… Aagh…

Chicchi:   Aaaaaagh…

Rukiora’s voice can be heard.

???:   Oh, Rama Havenna! As warm as a baby’s first bath.

Chicchi:   …?!

Rukiora’s voice continues.

???:   Oh, Rama Havenna! As gentle as a rocking cradle.

Chicchi:   Rukiora.

Chicchi:   Rukiora!

◆Singing Pub

Chicchi runs into the pub.

Chicchi:   Rukiora!!!

Rukiora:   Chicchi…!

Chicchi:   Rukiora. I…

Rukiora:   I was asked to leave Havenna with someone.

Chicchi:   Huh?

Rukiora:   By Miguel. He wasn’t raised in Havenna.

Rukiora:   He said he’ll be returning to his family of neshiromi farmers… He wants me to come with him. 

Chicchi:   Miguel…?

Chicchi:   Ah, right. I see. Miguel was finally able to be honest with himself.

Chicchi:   …I’m sorry.

Chicchi:   Miguel told me as well. That I needed to tell you the truth. But I couldn’t.

Chicchi:   I just didn’t want you to hate me.

Chicchi:   I thought that instead of hurting you, it would be better for me to stay silent.

Rukiora:   I see.

Chicchi:   I wanted us to become true friends.

Rukiora:   …I see.

Rukiora:   Even if it meant lying?

Chicchi:   …Yes

Rukiora:   Your problem has always been that you’re too lovable.

Chicchi:   Huh?

Rukiora:   Hey, Chicchi. Are you able to forgive me?

Chicchi:   Huh? What do you mean?

Rukiora:   I lied to you, too. I was unable to tell you the truth.

Chicchi:   That’s not true! You’ve done nothing wrong.

Rukiora:   Then, forgive me. That’s far simpler than having God forgive me. It’s a pain to go all the way to the church.

Chicchi:   But…

Rukiora:   Chicchi!

Chicchi:   …I forgive you. I forgive you, Rukiora.

Rukiora:   Then I forgive you, too.

Chicchi:   Rukiora…!

Rukiora:   When Miguel asked me to go with him, the first thing that came to mind was you.

Rukiora:   When you listened to my song, so full of tears. You were so beautiful.

Rukiora:   Whether you’re a mugwort seller or a kebab seller, I don’t care. You’re you. My dear friend.

★Song "Faded Color"

Chicchi:   Rukiora…

Chicchi:   …Pontartia’s gone.

Rukiora:   You can just sing here with me. Dancing would be good, too.

Chicchi:   But what about Miguel? Aren’t you going to leave Havenna with him?

Rukiora:   There is a desire in his heart that Havenna cannot fulfill.

Rukiora:   I do like Miguel, but he and I desire different things.

Rukiora:   I want to be with you.

Chicchi:   Rukiora…

Rukiora:   …Chicchi, can I ask you one more thing?

Chicchi:   What is it?

Rukiora:   I want to know the truth.

Rukiora:   Coming here to Havenna, going so far as to become a mugwort seller… What was it that you desired?

Chicchi:   …

Chicchi:   I’ve been asked this question by everyone. But I’ll tell the truth only to you, Rukiora.

Chicchi:   I wanted to live the life of a mugwort seller.

Monologue:   After that, Chicchi and Rukiora lived their lives. Singing and dancing, laughing and crying in Havenna, the town of desire and pleasure.

(8) Havenna

◆Back Alley

A few days later, Chicchi stands in a back alley.

A man appears. It is the priest.

Chicchi:   …Oh, Rama Havenna. As warm as a baby’s first bath. Oh, Rama Havenna, As gentle as a rocking cradle.

Father:   …

Chicchi:   It’s you…

Father:   I cannot sleep.

Father:   I cannot sleep, night after night. What should I do?

Chicchi:   I see…

Chicchi:   Shall I burn some mugwort for you?

Father:   Oh, Rama Havenna.

The End

[proudhinduforever]

Sanatani Saints

PART 2

We will read about another great saint that India has produced: Shri Ramakrishna Paramahamsa, who was one of the greatest Kali upasakas. I have tried to collect details about his early life, Kali upasana, nirvikalpa samadhi, and his sadhana in different paths of spirituality in a concise manner.

Initial days:

Ramakrishna was born on 18 February 1836, in the village of Kamarpukur, in the Hooghly district of West Bengal, India, in a very poor and pious Bengali Brahmin family. He was the fourth and the youngest child of his parents, father Khudiram Chattopadhyaya, born in 1775, and mother Chandramani Devi, born in 1791. The parents of Ramakrishna are said to have experienced supernatural incidents and visions regarding his birth. In Gaya, his father Khudiram had a dream in which Bhagavan Gadadhara (a form of lord Vishnu) told him that he would be born as his son. Chandramani Devi is said to have had a vision of light entering her womb from the lingam in Yogider Shiv mandir. In another vision following Ramakrishna's birth, his mother saw a strange tall person lying in the bed instead of the baby Ramakrishna. Around the age of six or seven, Ramakrishna experienced his first moment of spiritual trance. One morning while walking along the narrow ridges of a paddy field, eating some puffed rice from a small basket, he came across the sight of a flock of milky white cranes flying against the backdrop of a heavy rain laden black clouds, which soon engulfed the entire sky. The ensuing sight was so beautiful that he was absorbed into it and lost all his outer consciousness, before falling down with the rice scattered all over. People nearby who saw this came to his rescue and carried him home.

Realisation of Kali Maa:

Soon his longing for Kali Maa's vision became extreme and he was engaged in either worship or meditation for almost twenty-four hours a day. Despaired, and feeling an unbearable pain at the thought that he might never have her vision, one day, as he later recounted: "In my agony, I said to myself, 'What is the use of this life?' Suddenly my eyes fell on the sword that hangs in the temple. I decided to end my life with it then and there. Like a madman, I ran to it and seized it. And then — I had a marvellous vision of the Mother and fell down unconscious." He became overwhelmed and before fainting, observed that to his spiritual sight, houses, doors, temples and everything else around vanishing into an empty void and "What I saw, was a boundless infinite conscious sea of light! However far and in whatever direction I looked, I found a continuous succession of effulgent waves coming forward, raging and storming from all sides with great speed. Very soon they fell on me and made me sink to the unknown bottom. I panted, struggled and fell unconscious. I did not know what happened then in the external world — how that day and the next slipped away. But, in my heart of hearts, there was flowing a current of intense bliss, never experienced before, and I had the immediate knowledge of the light that was Mother." When he regained consciousness, he was found uttering the word "Maa" (Mother) repeatedly in an aching voice.

Marriage:

Ramakrishna married sharada devi when he was 23. But embraced the monastic life of a sanyasi. Ramakrishna regarded Sarada Devi as the Divine Mother in person.

Meeting Guru Tota Puri:

In 1865, a Vedanta monk named Tota Puri, initiated Ramakrishna into sannyasa and he attained Nirvikalpa Samadhi, considered as culmination of spiritual practices. In 1866, Govinda Roy, a Hindu guru who practised Sufism, initiated Ramakrishna into Islam, further in 1873, Ramakrishna practiced Christianity and had the Bible read to him.After more than a decade of sadhana in various religious paths, each culminating in the realization of God by that path, his personal practices settled, and he is said to have remained in bhavamukha, a level of blissful samadhi.

Rama Bhakti and Tantra practice:

Ramakrishna practised dāsya bhāva, during which he worshiped Rama with the attitude of Hanuman. In the year 1861, an itinerant middle-aged female ascetic named Bhairavi Brahmani initiated Ramakrishna into Tantra. Under her guidance, Ramakrishna went through sixty-four major tantric sadhanas which were completed in 1863. For all the sixty-four sadhana, he took only three days each to complete.In 1864, Ramakrishna practised vātsalya bhāva under a Vaishnava guru Jatadhari. During this period, he worshipped a small metal image of Ramlālā (Rama as a child) in the attitude of a mother. According to Ramakrishna, he could feel the presence of child Rama as a living God in the metal image.

Maya and the Divine Mother:

After the experience of Nirvikalpa Samadhi, Ramakrishna realized that the great weaver of Maya is none other than Kali, the Divine Mother herself; that she projects it by Her will like a spider that spins a web out of itself, and She can no more be differentiated from Brahman than can the power of burning from fire. Observing Maya as a majestic and enigmatic statement of divinity, he was filled with reverence and love for it, unlike with disdain seen in other realised souls.

The periods of Samadhi would later become a regular part in the life of Ramakrishna, and people near him used to find him in a state of Samadhi every now and then, sometimes for almost twenty four hours a day. Despite initial reservations, Vivekananda became Ramakrishna's most influential follower, popularizing a modern interpretation of Indian traditions which harmonised Tantra, Yoga and Advaita Vedanta.

Mahasamadhi:

In the beginning of 1885 Ramakrishna suffered from clergyman's throat, which gradually developed into throat Cancer. According to traditional accounts, before his death, Ramakrishna transferred his spiritual powers to Vivekananda, and assured him of his avataric status. Requesting other monastic disciples to look upon Vivekananda as their leader, Ramakrishna asked Vivekananda to look after the welfare of the disciples. Ramakrishna's condition gradually worsened, and he died in the early morning hours of 16 August 1886 at the Cossipore garden house. According to his disciples, this was mahasamadhi.

Shri Ramakrishna Paramahamsa was an enlightened soul who dedicated his life to the upasana of Maa Kali. He is still revered and considered a great guru.

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The Birth of A Prince:

Backstory: 20 year old Ciel Phantomhive and my 21 year old OC, Janaki, just had their first child :).

Maids surrounded their distressed mistress, dabbing her face with cold cloths. As she squeezed her husband’s hand in hers, Janaki could almost feel the crowning from below. With each push, she cried out to her lover in agony. Sweat trickled down the Earl Ciel Phantomhive’s forehead, as his lips quivered upon witnessing the condition of his wife. “Please push harder, my lady,” the doctor begged. With each attempt, Janaki nearly fainted with fatigue. Though she recoiled for very brief moments to regain momentum in the painful process of her delivery. For her husband, and the future of her child, she persisted through the immense pain. Her screams of agitation followed alongside.

The last round had arrive as the child was almost out. Tears began to form under the earl’s frightened eyes as he clutched his wife’s right hand between his two. “Don’t worry, my love. It’s almost over. Just a few more pushes.” The panicky voices around Janaki were drowned out by the voice of her husband. Upon the timid shrieks of nurses and maids and the silent exchange between doctors, all she could and wanted to hear was the sound of her husband’s beautiful and gentle voice, soothing her in a moment of strain.

At last came the final push. With all her might, Janaki channeled her energy into her uterus, letting out the most horrific and blood-curdling shrill with the attempt. Down below, the pain had suddenly disappeared. And after a brief moment of silence, she heard the sound of a crying infant, searching for its mother. With no energy to speak, an ear to ear smile was plastered upon Janaki’s face as a stream of tears glided down from her eyes. The promised delivery was brought to her side, perfectly bundled up.

“Congratulations, Lord Phantomhive. You bare a healthy young boy.” As the child was placed beside her, a pair of truffle colored hands protruded from within the layers of sheets. Ciel reached over his wife to turn the baby towards her. All his features were immediately recognized by the infant’s mother. From his blue eyes, to his dark and curly hair. His hooked nose to his pouting lips. His rich, bronze skin and his thick eyebrows. He resembled both his mother and father. In his mother’s eyes, he was the definition of beauty and virtue. “His name will be Edward….and Rama,” Janaki declared, blushing upon mentioning the second name. The name Edward bearing a close relation to wealth. Whereas the name Rama is namesake of a benevolent god, who, with his bow and arrow, rescued his princess from the hands of demons. Before her lay an infant boy, beautiful in her eyes. Though above all, on July 18th of 1897, a gentle prince slept beside his tired mother, yearning to grow and seek purity from the corrupt world he was born into.

[prabhupadanugas]

When the Lord was on the lap of His mother, He would at once stop crying as soon as the ladies surrounding Him chanted the holy names and clapped their hands. This peculiar incident was observed by the neighbors with awe and veneration. Sometimes the young girls took pleasure in making the Lord cry and then stopping Him by chanting the holy name. So from His very childhood the Lord began to preach the importance of the holy name. In His early age Lord Śrī Caitanya was known as Nimāi. This name was given by His beloved mother because the Lord took His birth beneath a nimba tree in the courtyard of His paternal house. When the Lord was offered solid food at the age of six months in the anna-prāśana ceremony, the Lord indicated His future activities. At this time it was customary to offer the child both coins and books in order to get some indication of the future tendencies of the child. The Lord was offered on one side coins and on the other the Śrīmad-Bhāgavatam. The Lord accepted the Bhāgavatam instead of the coins. When He was a mere baby crawling in the yard, one day a snake appeared before Him, and the Lord began to play with it. All the members of the house were struck with fear and awe, but after a little while the snake went away, and the baby was taken away by His mother. Once He was stolen by a thief who intended to steal His ornaments, but the Lord took a pleasure trip on the shoulder of the bewildered thief, who was searching for a solitary place in order to rob the baby. It so happened that the thief, wandering hither and thither, finally arrived just before the house of Jagannātha Miśra and, being afraid of being caught, dropped the baby at once. Of course the anxious parents and relatives were glad to see the lost child. https://sites.google.com/view/grantha-raja-srimad-bhagavatam/canto-1-creation/plate-1-intro-a-snake-appeared-before-the-baby Shri Krishna Chaitanya Prabhu Nityananda Shri Advaita Gadadhara Srivasa adi Gaura Bhakta Vrnda Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare https://www.instagram.com/p/CphseJUoCs6/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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happily asking about brooke caitlyn trevor reese pj etc in ictd :3

YAYAYAYAY so. caitlyn and brooke have posts! im gonna link them cuz idk if i can do better than those n ! and i will instead replace them with irene :] anyway. trevor first

(this got LONGG so its all under a cut <3)

so. trevor is a silly little guy to me. his full name is trevor jackson, he's ofc a drama kid, hes a bit poor compared to most of the drama club/theatre kids, and he's got a bit extra gift. so, basically hes kind of an outcast within the outcasts.

aka hes a roller rama kid. one of 17 that im capping the roller rama at, actually. his gift is water based, coming from an alignment with pokey that also left him with mild vocal cord problems. he does a lot of speech therapy exercises to be able to keep his voice.

he's only close to a few people, namely irene and caitlyn, and he's mildly friendly with the other kids at the rink. he can't go back, after the otho scare. otho took months of his life. he can't risk that again.

now !! reese! i actually havent thought abt her before this, so this is cool!!

reese was.. semi close with richie. not like, friends friends, but friendly. his death, then ruths so soon after, really shook her. she ended up having to be transferred to online schooling permanently after the fourth major panic attack in the hallway. she can't go anywhere alone, anymore. she feels like somehow someone will get her, just like got ruth and richie.

but instead of focusing on fear and grief, she pours her life into paint. she sits in her familys sunroom with paint and a canvas for hours everyday. she paints stages, football games, performance. sometimes her friend stacy comes to visit and sit with her. they got closer, after the fall.

reese doesnt have a lord quite yet, though she'll probably go to pokey, blinky or webby, and i imagine shes a level three.

pj...... pj probably hasnt done much since the fall, honestly. she was only ever close to reese, and even then, she still sees reese. she spends most of her time with reese when shes not at school. she's fine.

other than the ticking. but she can ignore that! she can ignore the.. constant ticking. following her. everywhere. always. thats not that bad.

tinky. level five. unknown to her, she has a perfect internal clock that rivals petes. she is never late. even if she wants to be, she isn't. blessing or curse... who knows. she's fine.

so. ok so irene. yk angelas theatre kid character? thats irene. yeah i took her. not sorry. <3

irene conolley, a sophmore. she's RICH rich. like, rivals the lauters level rich. like, murray level rich. she lives, ofc course, in pinebrook, with her brothers. their parents have a house nearby. shes. my newest baby girl to fill a hole with brooke and caitlyn teehee

ofc she's nibbly aligned here (river street got her 😔), but her hunger lies a bit more like lindas- she wants to win. she wants to be the best. she's starving for it.

also. its not story important (not for ictd anyway) but she's hispanic-irish american. her dad is costa rican her mom is irish. <3 she is mostly fluent in spanish and can. a little bit understand irish.

yeah. uhm. there they are. i hope this was ok. they are minor so. yk 😭

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Timeline differences in season five of the My Universe au.

Kara’s pregnant. Mon El is the first one she actually tells. Cat advises her to buy a pregnancy test thought. Just so she can be sure.

Lena gatecrashes the Pulitzer ceremony, tells Kara she knows everything and tries to shoot her with kryptonite but is thankfully stopped by Mon El, Lucy and her team.

Since Mon El never left, they’re married and expecting a baby, there is no ship tease between Kara and William. Instead. Kara and Mon El befriend him. Mon El absolutely loves William’s accent and baking skills. Carter and Winn bond with William over their pop culture interests. Specifically Doctor Who and Star Wars.

They actually talk about the Phantom Zone because the it’s a prison for criminals like Fort Roz was and I don’t know why they kept taking pity on war criminals and bio-terrorists and attempted dictators. And I really don’t know why that was never addressed. Because Kara being there was a complete fluke of misfortune.

Tremors happens differently. Lena actively breaks into the Fortress of Solitude. Kara goes to stop her. Lena does her whole stupid wow-is-me, pity-the-good-girl, bullshit self aggrandising rant. And then traps Kara in kryptonite. Kara desperately begs Lena to spare her life because she’s pregnant. Appealing to any scrap of humanity that might be there. But Lena doesn’t believe her and leaves her to die.

Here is Mon El’s plot in The Wrath Of Rama Khan for anyone who would like to read them. Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/hitchell-mope/749271740647096320/the-wrath-of-rama-khan-part-1-alex-what-she. Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/hitchell-mope/749362326462955520/the-wrath-of-rama-khan-part-2-mon-el-you-know. Part 3: https://www.tumblr.com/hitchell-mope/749452922100793344/the-wrath-of-rama-khan-part-3-mon-el-im. Part 4: https://www.tumblr.com/hitchell-mope/749543533967556608/the-wrath-of-rama-khan-part-4-nia-whatve-you.

Lex comes back like in canon and breaks his bastard half sister out of prison for his own personal gain and brings Maxwell along with them for the ride.

Because Winn never left. Back From The Future happens a little differently. Instead they have to clear his name while he’s in a jail cell. The episode would probably be called Evil Twinn or a similarly Winn focused pun.

Mon El and Winn also keep an eye on Brainy after The Bottle Episode. They don’t condemn him for working with Lex. They understand why. They just don’t trust Lex not to use Brainy for his own nefarious plans. And they are right

It’s A Super Life is also changed. In this one. Word gets out that Lena isn’t in prison anymore. Kara, naturally, panics. The imp turns up and offers her What If scenarios on what could happen if Kara killed Lena or let her die on the helicopter in season two. In the end Kara decides to stop Lena by any means necessary.

Andrea is still being blackmailed by Leviathan. And it weighs even heavier on her. To the point she gets desperate and approaches Supergirl and Valor for help. Neatly taking Lena’s place as a deservedly sympathetic antagonist.

Kara’s taken out of the fight in the finale early due to her waters breaking. Brainy, Alex Mon El stay by her side while the rest stop the Luthor’s, Lord and Leviathan. The Gamemnae cliffhanger remains intact and sets up season six.

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2 Chronicles 21: 8-11. "The Devouring Wolf."

8 In the time of Jehoram, Edom rebelled against Judah and set up its own king. 

Jehoram= God on High is Our Pride

רום

The verb רום (rum) means to be high or high up in either a physical, social or even attitudinal sense, and may also refer to the apex in a natural process: the being ripe and ready-for-harvest of fruits. Subsequently, our verb may imply a state beyond ripe (higher than ripe, overripe), which thus refers to rotting and being maggot riddled. This means that to the ancients, higher did not simply mean better, and an arrogant political status that was higher than it should be equaled rot and worms (Acts 12:23).

Derived nouns, such as רום (rum) and related forms such as רמה (rama), describe height or pride. Noun רמות (ramut) describes some high thing. The noun ארמון ('armon) refers to a society's apex: a citadel or palace. The noun ראם (re'em) describes the wild ox, which was named possibly for the same reason why we moderns call a rising market a "bull" market. The similar verb ראם (ra'am) means to rise.

Edom= The Commitments.

דמם

The root דמם (ddm) is all about beginnings — or rather the simplicity from whence complexity arises — from being still before the noise starts to being monochromatic before color vision starts. Verb דמם (damam) means to be still, noun דממה (demama) denotes calmness and דמה (dumma) denotes a silenced person. Noun דומה (duma) describes the silence of death, noun דומיה or דמיה (dumiya) the silence of waiting and noun דומם (dumam) the silence of inertia or inactivity.

Verb דמה (dama I) describes making a (still) image. Nouns דמות (demut) and דמין (dimyon) mean likeness. Verb דמה (dama II) means to stop, halt or arrest. Noun דמי (domi) means a halting. Whatever the unused verb דמן (dmn) might have meant, noun דמן (domen) denotes refuse and מדמנה (madmena) a manure pit.

Unused verb אדם ('dm) may have meant to produce or begin to produce. Noun אדם (adam) is one of a few words for man but means literally probably "product" or likeness-made-from-soil; man as corporeal unit of humanity. This word is never used in plural, and its feminine equivalent, namely אדמה (adama), denotes arable soil or clay-red earth.

Red is the first color a baby learns to see and red or ruddy is indeed the color of rudiment: verb אדם ('adom or 'adem) means to be red, adjective אדם ('adom) means red, noun אדם ('odem) denotes a ruddy gem, possibly quartz, noun אדם ('edom) denotes a kind of red stew, adjective אדמדם ('adamiddam) means reddish, and adjective אדמוני (admoni) means red or ruddy.

The ubiquitous noun דם (dam) means blood; the seat of life, whose circulatory system always sits inside an organic body, isolated from the world at large. When a river turns to blood, it not so much assumes the color and thickness of blood but becomes isolated from the greater hydrological cycle. The life that is seated in the blood is therefore primarily an issue of waste-management. Without it, the organism pollutes and dies.

To be Seated in the Blood is realize one's vulnerability and mortality, especially wastes of time. To be Edom, or Red, committed to being a part of life's circulatory system at the heart of which is the Temple means to maintain one's convictions about being productive, avoiding wastes of time.

Be it the self or a national leader, if one is watching the days pass in a state of mourning, an Edom for Rebellion, the Red River, is the answer:

9 So Jehoram went there with his officers and all his chariots. The Edomites surrounded him and his chariot commanders, but he rose up and broke through by night. 

10 To this day Edom has been in rebellion against Judah.

Libnah revolted at the same time, because Jehoram had forsaken the Lord, the God of his ancestors. 

Libnah= Leprosy, the opposite of Laban or Lebanon, which are alabaster purity. "To Stay cold or stupid."

לבן

The verb לבן (laben) means to be or become white. Contrary to modern understandings of white as a symbol, in the Bible white either denotes a blank state (and thus emptiness or stupidity) or the state of greatest resistance to the absorption of light, which comes down to pride, stubbornness and more stupidity. Hence leprosy, or the "white disease" signifies unwarranted pride and arrogance.

Contrary to popular conception, black and white are both dark, but black things absorb light and become hot (or smart), whereas white things reflect light and stay cold (or stupid).

Adjective לבן (laban) means white (i.e. blank, un-written upon: stupid). Noun לבנה (lebanah) refers to the moon. Nouns לבנה (lebonah) and לבונה (lebonah) describe frankincense. Noun לבנה (lebneh) describes the poplar. Noun לבנה (lebenah) means brick, and the denominative verb לבן (laban) means to make bricks.

11 He had also built high places on the hills of Judah and had caused the people of Jerusalem to prostitute themselves and had led Judah astray.

The Tanakh is roughly following the Torah by illustrating how things work, then what causes them to fall apart. First comes one case of Leprosy, a corrupt politician, with him come impure representations of civilized life then we start making bricks.

When we start making bricks again, the only thing that will save us what worked before: a Red Stew: A Blood Red River Nile.

Jehoram built high places, set up idols to which he made the people of Jerusalem pay homage. We know how upsetting this is to God. The good news is, permanent damage isn't done.

The Gematria for the final verse in this section is:

God Merciful And Gracious Slow To Anger And Abundant In Kindness And Truth Keeping Mercy To The Thousandth Generation Forgiving Sin Rebellion And Error And Cleansing.

The value In Gematria Is 7278 which is 784, which is 7 + 12= 712 AKA זאב‎, "The Wolf." About which there is more Kabbalistic Thaumaturgy :

The Devouring Wolf

Before his passing, Jacob gathered his children and blessed each of them with a unique blessing. Some of those blessings are poetically beautiful: 

A cub [and] a grown lion is Judah… He crouched, rested like a lion, and like a lion, who will rouse him?

[He is] red eyed from wine and white toothed from milk.

Zebulun will dwell on the coast of the seas.

From Asher will come rich food, and he will yield regal delicacies.

Naphtali is a swift gazelle; [he is one] who utters beautiful words.

After blessing eleven of his children, Jacob turned to Benjamin, his youngest son, and spoke the following blessing: 

Benjamin is a wolf, he will prey; in the morning he will devour plunder, and in the evening he will divide the spoil." (Genesis 49:27)

Why is Benjamin likened to a devouring wolf?

Rashi offers two interpretations as to what the devouring wolf represents: 

He is a wolf for he will prey. He prophesied: {1} that they were destined to be “grabbers” : “and you shall grab for yourselves each man his wife”, in the episode of the concubine in Gibeah. 

{2} and he prophesied about Saul , that he would be victorious over his enemies all around.

The second interpretation is indeed a profound blessing, addressing the most glorious period of the tribe of Benjamin: Saul, of the tribe of Benjamin, would be the first king of Israel and would devour his enemies. 

The first interpretation, however, is baffling. 

The “concubine of Gibeah” and its aftermath were one of the most horrific events in the Jewish people's history in the land of Israel. A mob in Gibeah, a town in the tribal portion of Benjamin, violated a Levite's concubine, leading to her death.

To demonstrate his outrage, the Levite dismembered her corpse and sent her remains to each of the tribes. After the Benjaminites refused to hand over the perpetrators, the other tribes waged war and decimated the tribe of Benjamin, of whom only 600 men survived.

Before the battle, The other tribes had taken an oath not to allow their daughters to marry men from Benjamin. After the war, the other tribes felt remorse at having doomed Binjamin to extinction. To circumvent their oath, the other tribes allowed the Benjaminites to “grab” wives from Shiloh. 

Of all the blessings Jacob could have blessed his beloved child Benjamin, why did he begin with the most tragic event in Benjamin's future? What kind of a blessing is it that after the tribe was nearly wiped out, they had to “grab” “devour” girls of other tribes to avert extinction? 

While, on the surface, “devouring wolf” does not appear to be an appropriate blessing, Chassidic philosophy explains that, in reality, the blessing to Benjamin is perhaps the greatest blessing of all. The blessing to Benjamin, the final blessing Jacob gave to his children, is also the most profound.

The devouring wolf represents the ability to turn around after moral and physical failure. Despite being, in the aftermath of the war, in the absolute lowest abyss, physically, spiritually, and morally, the Benjaminites were able to change course.

They were able to forcibly “devour” and pull themselves away from the negative behavior and attitudes that led to their downfall and seek to rehabilitate and refine.

The devouring wolf represents the inner force, strength, and courage necessary to pull one away from one’s habits and character and begin a new path. 

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Health - A long journey from 1996 to 2021

Background story – implications of pre dispositions/susceptible tendencies

As far as record goes and by memories / tell tales, our forefathers stayed at Malur taluk of Kolar Dist, earlier known as Malligepura, as many jasmine flower growers were there once upon a time. My grandfather Shri MR Krishna Rao (MRK) a teacher by profession, came to Bangalore during 1940s after his retirement.  

Three generations of our lineage were teachers starting from Malur Raamaih to MRK and K. Seetharamaiah, my father. All were either named after Rama or Krishna !! Strict disciplinarians they were, having a great reputation in their times so much that our grand father used to sit along with Panchas for dispute resolution of the near by villages, even though he was officially just a School-master. He was also a Scout teacher and we have a proud photo of him with children and also participated in freedom struggle.  

An interesting story is that there was a theft in the village in which we lost many gold jewellery during a marriage ceremony. MRK had only Son and seven daughters to take care. It is said that there is always one or the other daughter at all times in our house for delivering a baby. The Scout programme is said to be a fund raiser for compensating the monetary loss caused due to theft which would have otherwise strained relationship with in laws. Those days anything was possible to help the school-master!!  

After shifting to Bangalore in search of better education and career, they stayed close to Malleshwaram in Bangalore. Appa was later transferred to Chamarajpet Middle School, making the family to move to Gavipuram area. It appears that one day the land Lady “Hombalamma” scolded my mother on the ground that there was a paralytic patient (Appa’s maternal uncle Mr.Vasudevachar, another interesting character of our family whom we will see later) at home and daily chores for his “U ma he” was disgusting. This irritated my father so much; and without second thoughts he decided to move out of rented house. 

Within a month our new house was built in three days during 1966 for a meagre Rs.3,500/-. I was a new born baby and there was all new mud construction in a remote part of underdeveloped Bangalore. My ill health as a child is attributed to cold and in hospitable condition’s of this new area in revenue pocket of Bangalore. You can see this prediction in my horoscope also – child will have “Sheetha badhe” – cold related issues. Also, Appa lost his money purse in Ganesha temple on the day I was born and I was also branded as born in “Chor Nakshatra” !!

The family of K Seetharamaiah settled down in Srinagar and I have fond memories of Amba Bhavani School nearby, where I had to literally run across the small hilly terrain to reach school. It was scary to see and we used to run through the path. By this time, Akkaji was also married and settled in Nanjamba Agrahara whih is just across the Kempambudhi lake, which we used to fondly walk through. There was also a Hindu Cemetery and in fact initially we could even see the glazing pyres as there were no buildings in between.

Visiting Akka - Bhava in Chamarajpet was one of our regular routines. We two Kitty and Cheeni were ferocious kids who like to play all the time. WE also had a special task some times to go the Akkaji’s factory to give lunch. Family of four with Andalamma being the second daughter and we two were happy enough, even though there was generally a shortage of food and comforts of life. We grew well in our own secluded place as there were not many Brahmin families around and we were not encouraged to make friends from the area.  

Though Appa had no inhibition about the caste formations, Amma was bit ortho. She was a strict disciplinarian as far as “vratha-nema” and would not drink water during her upavas vrath. I remember she climbing Tirumala hills without taking any food till Darshan of Lord Venkateshwara. We never followed ritualistic path, as appa was very rational and encouraged us to develop good conscience and made us to listen to it more than inculcating a god fearing attitude. 

Following our own Conscience, maintaining integrity of character, is what he use to tell always and made us follow through out. We loved to listen to stories from Amma and every summer vacation is fully of learning new things, languages, going to relatives as far as Yelahanka to visit our grand father’s house. We had good entertainment in those days with Upendra, Radhakrishna and Manju, our cousins.  

The other places of frequent visit being Kaval - byrasandra to meet our Alamelu atte family and another aunt Nagatthe family, at Yadagondanahalli. Distinctly remember the fabulous treatment we use to get in these places, as Appa was very much liked by everyone and known for his generosity to take care of his nephews and nieces. He is the only son in the family and all the sisters look upon him as a saviour in their troubled times. We got royal treatment in these places. I even remember a long journey to Basavapattana far off in North Karnataka where my maternal uncle Ramu Mava was working. He had three daughters and we were the future possible’s !!.

We grew up and studied at local schools and colleges. Ashu studied science with Biology and Appa wanted her to be a teacher. Hence she also did B.Ed. As destiny decided, she could not continue for long as a teacher and joined ESIC. Seeing the difficulty of a Factory life of Akkaji, it was a conscious decision to make her join a government department. We use to call her Andalamma as she has good appetite and little plumy. 

Her future took a turn after marriage with TVS and they settled down in Azadnagar, after a brief stint at Mumbai. Their two adorable kids Ajay and Sheru were the ones whose child hood opened up our own dreams and particularly, Ajay was my tryst with a young life and made me feel very proud, as if he is my son. Sheru was so innocent and sweet, that I used to call him Mankanna. Both these little cuties were the centre of attraction and when Ajay was born I was almost free of my studies and enjoyed taking care of the kids.

Kitty joined BSNL after some stint in private sector and settled down in life in 1988. The bride was from a well to do family and we had issues back home, as in any middle class Brahmin family. Quietly we tried to settle down, as we had lost Amma few years before and Ashu has moved out after marriage. Three gentlemen (?) with one dignified lady member had difficulties in adjusting and we pulled on with new life of Kitty, trying to blend into a normal family life which was shattered due to loss of Amma in 1984. After Ashu’s marriage in 1985, we were literally orphaned and three of us had tough times till Kitty got married in 1988, creating more expectations in our joint futures.

I started earning immediately after my II PUC and worked in an Engine Overhauling concern as Typist/Assistant. My first pay was just Rs.70/- and I also further continued to work in the typing instituted as Instructor. Income earned was just sufficient for my needs to buy some books spend on my own. After losing Amma in my I year B.Com, the life became very dreaded and tough, and may be I lost a few more sentiments left out in the rational mind. 

I finished Degree and joined ICWA for better career prospects. Before I could take exams, I had to join IT Department at Mysore and it was a real turning point of my life. Knowing the promotion aspects, I took some competitive exams to excel and became an Inspector during 1990. My father was proud with my achievements and he used to boast with all known people that my son is an Inspector!!

All these years of my growth seem to be quite dry as I did not enjoy most of it in a very positive manner. I had no plans to get married also and probably would have remained a vagabond, had I not asked a question to Veenu on the fateful day of 15th Jan 1994. We had gone for a long walk to Sri Ramana Maharshi Ashram in Mekhri Circle and after visiting the Shrine came out to sit on a big rock for a while. I initiated the discussion with her to seek her opinion about future course of action after completing degree.  

Having lost her father very early age and some of her external beauty due to accident, I felt it was now our responsibility to take care. Just like Appa took care of his nephews and nieces, I also thought it is my job. I wanted to know whether she would like to work/study or get married. More importantly, marriage was the main topic.  

Surprisingly and shockingly, she said in very clear terms that she wants to marry ME only, without any second thoughts. I never knew her intention though I knew that she had liking for my qualities. I used to entertain her with lot of stories, both known and cooked up ones, which she used to enjoy during her visit to our house. She even pretend that she is not well or gone to sleep to avoid her going back to parents house. She had admirable qualities in work and I had a liking for that only. After giving a brief thought, I consented and our LIFE journey started. Many times, I don’t remember when we got married, but I know the date on which I got involved in this proposal!!!!

With the above background, I will now shift to Health issues in the family.

Ours was a con-sanguial marriage (marriage within the family) and Akkaji also had same. It was therefore double con-sanguial on both sides. Even before I got married, I was very health conscious due to history of early deaths in our family and this factor made us more conscious. One of my deepest regrets in life is that both my parents did not live longer to see our progress. We ourselves were very unfortunate and never saw our grand parents. Whenever I see some one grand parenting and great grand parenting, I feel terrible. One of my child hood days dream was to live for more than 100 years and see all my great grandchildren. Of course now I don’t have that kind of interest!! It is only a question of remaining relevant to the present.

From the age of 12, I had observed Amma suffering from health issues, particularly stomach related issues and eventually leaving us when she was barely 45. Her physique was quite fragile and delicate ever since I remember her. Mentally strong but physiologically not. She also had a traumatic life after marriage with many mis carriages and in getting used to rustic life my father could offer her. Her main complaint was acidity resulted in surgery of appendix/ulcerated part which later got converted into Stomach Cancer. Two consequent surgeries virtually made her fragile and she could not withstand the onslaught of medicines given. Her metabolism had gone bad for several years and I have seen her barely able to eat two idlies after the surgery.

Next deep impact was the devastating death of Bhavaji due to Kidney failure at his prime age, leaving two vulnerable daughters at tender age to their fate, an aged mother who solely depended on him and a loving wife who cared for him. The kind of health issues faced by both, I have seen very closely and tried to analyse them at very young age. Both did not live longer to fulfil their obligation towards their siblings and many of our infirmities in personality, immaturities and foolishness, might be due to their absence in most formative part of our lives. I never wanted this to happen to our future generations.

As I look back now, we have a great history of early deaths, untimely departures in the whole family, which I have tried to trace upto two-to-three generations. Before going into those details, I will narrate our sojourn from marriage till date relating to Health issues, in the above background and certain hard decisions taken to avoid such issues in our own case.

Bhavaji was a very fine personality, well mannered, highly intellectual, well read and soft spoken person. He was a kind of role model for us and we admire adore and seek his wisdom always. In spite of all his virtues, what made him to leave early, was a million-dollar question for me. The kind of trauma and tension prevailing in our family during his ill health, is un forgettable. Why it happened, if we objectively analyse, it appears that he had all the good qualities with a great taste for food.

He was a good eater and connoisseur of food and movies. I remember his penchant for different dishes prepared in various hotels and he used to enjoy them with friends and family. He lost his father even before he was born and there is a family history of early death. This habbit of eating tasty food probably landed him in trouble. He was a long standing diabetic since the age of 30 and this has finally resulted in kidney failure at the age of 44.  

With all the virtues in life and wisdom of life, he couldn’t stay longer with family. This is one of the main reasons which imprinted in my mind that we should never go after taste alone. Developing a taste is one thing and being addicted to eating tasty food is another. I never commented on the quality of food and mostly took it as my destiny to eat. My eating habits were different from young age itself and I never preferred to eat anything in between meals. Home food was my favourite and I remember, even after coming back from search duty, I used to have dinner at midnight as late as 2 a.m. and then only go to sleep. This ideology got imbued into my personality, when I saw two untimely deaths in our family.

Secondly, my mother’s early departure, was devastating to us particularly, Appa suffered loneliness, became highly irritable and felt purposeless. He used to find purpose in going out in the pretesxt of some odd job, and service to society in his own way. Amma was a stubborn lady with a delicate body and used to be constantly worrying all the time, which probably caused her ulcers and later turned into Cancer. She could not face tough life offered by Appa and sulked for long. All these are my inferences and I do not really know.

Journey from Naturopathy to Homeopathy:

After the marriage, we took an informal owe to maintain health in the most natural way. I had attended Yoga programme at Maradi Subbaiah Chowltry premises in my earlier days and we both attended a Naturopathy course at that time. In this course, we were also taught about acupressure, reiki and other systems of healing along with naturopathy. Incidentally, we were also introduced to Vipassana and both of us did a two 10 day course, which got us into the field of philosophy put to use. This is actually a turning point which made both of us aware of our strength and weaknesses and the ways to over come, besides giving a perspective of life.

Veenu was against any allopathic treatment as she also suffered due to over medication at her early days. She had a weak constitution and parents tried their best to give all kinds of food to build her strength. Every time she fell sick, there will be a medical intervention at the immediate instance and she has taken allopathic drugs and carried a weak constitution. She realised this and practiced yoga and naturopathy more vigorously. Though we can’t blame the parents, their ignorance and too much concern for the first baby costed her health. Probably they were also scared of their con-sanguial marriage and the complications noted in the second child.

With renewed vigour both started practicing alternative method since 1996 and our drugless journey started. Meanwhile, she did some advanced courses in healing and I had also an occasion to pursue homeopathic studies for long. As naturopathy may not be completely suitable for kids, I started to take interest in life sciences and studied further. In fact during the first pregnancy, Veenu went to SVYASA to get yogic assistance and stayed there under a special programme for pregnant women for 15 days.  

In spite of all the precautions and preparations made, the first baby born through caesarean and this shattered our confidence. When we saw the medical complications and the diagnosis made, treatment suggested for the one month old kid, heavens virtually fell and we had no one to give support. At this point of time, we were introduced to Dr.Devaki Devadas, who was primarily a paediatrician in St John’s Hospital later converted into homeopathic practice.

We desperately wanted to avoid Allopathic treatment and finally, we got an alternative. But every time we visit her, our EGO used to get hurt a lot as she was very shrewed and blunt. We couldn’t argue and silently suffered in long waits, frequent visits. Her main requirement was that there could not be any parallel medical support and it has to be pure classical homeopathy. No vaccination is to be administered and it is complete homeo cure which she guaranteed. We had seen one instance in family and we had no option. Her faith in the system was unflinchable and we had no option to believe in ourselves and give a try. The amount of pressure and tension at the crucial moments of his treatment is really unexplainable.

By god’s grace and our faith in Homeo sailed us through and both the children are on right track without any kind of vaccination till date (except recent one due to compulsion of college, which is now antidoted with homeo medicine !!). To come to this stage, it was not easy. Since the day Chinmaya was born and even before, we faced the dilemma. When he was a month old baby, the doctor called me for a discussion and suggested surgical procedure. After understanding the issue and discussion with other doctors, we took a stand that we will not allow any kind of surgical intervention at this age. Doctor was very upset and made a remark in the record that father is not agreeing and wants second opinion. We did all kinds of diagnostic tests suggested including a test in Nuclear medicine – which I don’t really know what it is. It was a painful test where the functioning of kidneys is assessed by injecting chemicals into kidney through urethra. I can never forgive myself for the pain and trauma caused to little beloved one. 

Our tryst with Homeo was not very smooth and we had to face a tough doctor who will snub us for any enquiry and we had to wait for hours patiently. In fact this waiting has helped us in realising that the health can be regained only by sustained efforts and time given for cure. Once we are introduced to her maternal uncle Dr. Megharajan at Davanagare and it was a great blessing. He was a professor at IIT and resigned to do social service and practice homeopathy.  

Divine soul as he was, I had a personal rapport and great admiration for his philosophical bent of mind and crisp understanding of homeo principles. He was a classical homeopath doing great service to patients in and around Davanagere. They originally belong to Tamilnadu and came long ago to settle down at Hiriyur and homeo health camps are regularly done for the benefit of villagers around.  

His nephew is Dr.Rangarajan who is moulded by the principles of his uncle and continuing to do service to the needy patients. Our interactions with Dr.Rangarajan also made us understand the basics of Classical homeopathy and he eventually started teaching us the science behind homeopathy. I had an occasion to learn Homeo for about one year in Mysore conducted by World Teacher’s Trust and deeply inspired by its efficacy in curing chronic diseases. This helped me to strengthen the belief in the system of medicine which we are administering to both the sons since birth. In fact, for Yagnik it is before birth and he is under homeo care without any allopathic medicine/vaccinations.

Principles of Homeo:

The basic premise of Homeopathy is that there is a LIFE FORCE which takes care of most of the ailments bothering us and it is inherent nature of any being. The fundamental principle is that Similia Similibus curenthar – meaning similar cures to similar. Any medicinal substance which gives raise to a symptom in a healthy person (as per proving made with hundreds of volunteers and sometimes doctor himself); will cure the disease which produces a symptom in a sick person. In short, if a patient is getting symptoms due to disease, a remedy (drug) causing similar symptoms is administered.

The remedy will trigger the symptom to an optimum level and seek a proper response from te LIFE FORCE which will start working. The medicinal substances are from plant kingdom, animal kingdom, minerals, energy levels, and even diseased /dead tissues!! These are extracted and potentised to the required level. When a substance is diluted in the proportion of 1 x 100 and again 1 x 100 for nearly 30 times, it is called potency of 30C which is the normal minimum potency given. (One part of substance mixed with 99 parts of alcohol/liquid base and from this dilution one part is taken and again 99 parts is mixed. Like this 30 times is 30C).  

You may not be even able to find out the chemical properties of the medicine originally extracted and how it works is a miracle. They say it may be water memory, energy spikes and chemical signature which remains after potentisation. These potencies go upto 200C and now we have 0/1, 0/2…. Potencies which are still more diluted in centesimal ratio. It only shows that the homeo remedies work at a deeper level which may be beyond molecular, cellular or even sub atomic levels. There are a number of researches which show that the remedies at very deeply to the level of miasms; ( genetic pre dispositions for which there are constitutional remedies in homeo.  

When I further completed another online course by Dr.Bhatia for two to three months, I could get vast amount of material to substantiate the claims made by Homeopaths. Some of the literatures and research articles written by Dr. Rajan Sankaran strengthened our belief about this system of medicine as it is very close to Naturopathy, where we allow the body to cure itself and give support. We basically turned to Homeo only for the kids as they may not be able to follow principles of Naturopathy and may need assistance. Dr Rajan Sankaran’’s works on the nature of dreams and its indications in treating through homeo medicine is amazing. Deep insight into human psychology and also the complex nature of physiological systems which we are trying to understand/cure were obtained through this. 

With all the above struggles and adventures/mis-adventures over a period of more than 25 years, we have come to believe that there won’t be any need for major medical assistance. It is basically because of the fact that this human machine is self contained, self healing and self reconstructing mechanism which needs to be handled with due care. These systems have evolved over millions of years and its too naïve to measure them in terms of numbers which are randomized on the basis of a few hundred persons. All these parameters beginning from pulse rate, temperature, blood pressure and now the latest, Oxygen levels are dynamic in nature.  

Any treatment has to be holistic and the method of treatment has to consider a person as one whole unit requiring attention. You can’t treat your skin without treating the Kidneys / lungs which is giving problem. Most of the so called diseases like fever, cold, head aches are only symptoms and at best a reaction to a situation created from outside and some times due to inherent pre dispositions. If they are persisting over a period of time and creating trouble, you may need medical intervention. Not everyone getting wet in rain would catch cold and we have to distinguish between the root cause and the maintaining cause of a disease.  

Unless we understand the problem and its root cause in physiological terms it is not possible to cure. All these diseases are actually an expression of the body which we fail to respond properly with proper life style, food habits and diet. Understanding the language of body is paramount importance than understanding the parameters given in numbers and ratios which can be very misleading when we look at a person a whole. They also create more and more inhibitions and fear psychosis and do not allow us think about the present and clear danger which is expressed by the body in its own language.

Finally coming to our encounter with Corona, I believe, I got it during first wave itself and it was asymptomatic. The trouble was least, lasting about a week with mild fever, body pain and head ache with loss of smell/taste. It was not alarming and it died down without any kind of medication. But during April, when we did the function at Bangalore, its effects were severe and suffering was longer/intense. The latest mutant (B.1.617 – Delta version) appears to be more infectious and troublesome. However, Homeo did not fail us and with proper diet and rest, all four of us successfully came out unscathed. There is a great rejuvenation after the recovery; my back ache, sleep apnea and other small issues have gone for a toss. We are more confident of facing any future variant since our bodies are more equipped now.

It’s very clear that if you can face the disease without much medical intervention and hospitalization, it is going to go naturally. More and more medicines would definitely reduce your natural immunity and the resistance artificially caused would invite more superior variants as a reaction. There are studies that indicate vaccination would induce more mutations and infections. Probably this is what happened during second wave in our case also. It is an admitted fact that vaccination does not give immunity from getting infected again and some of the vaccines have not even cleared Phase 3 trials. It is expressly given as an Emergency usage basis which indicates that it should not be administered very routinely.  

Natural methods of healing, alternative systems of medicine – (a misnomer, since everyone believes that Allopathy is the main system and others are only alternatives !!) - can do miracles with a proper understanding of our physiology, nature of disease and the kind of treatment required in each and every case. There cannot be an attitude of “One hat fits all” especially in health matters as each individual is unique carrying genetic pre dispositions of multitude nature. It requires a will to persevere with the process of getting cured and public faith clubbed with government patronage which is very much lacking, probably due to pharma lobby and vested interest of medical practitioners’.

The times ahead would not be as simple as before, due to over conscious health behavior, undue health awareness artificially triggered by the insecurity caused by Virus and of course our own ageing factors. We are going to see a new world order creating unnecessary dependency on medical support and exploitation by the privileged few. We have to gear up ourselves to survive in the tough world which is going to be. Make your choices wisely with proper background study and develop right perspective about the nature of Health. All the very best in your endeavor to remain with the nature for a purpose living ahead and to achieve over all well being. Thank you for your time and patience in reading a lengthy passage.

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Who was Goswami Tulsidas?

Goswami Tulsidas was a famous poet and Hindu saint. He loved Lord Rama, who was the seventh incarnation of Lord Vishnu. During his life, he wrote many texts and books, but Ramcharitmanas, an epic poem about the life of Lord Rama, is what most people remember him for.

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Tulsidas lived all of his life in Vanarasa and Faizabad. In Vanarasa, there are 88 Ghats. One among them is Tulsighat, a place where Goswami Tulsidas wrote Ramcharitmanas and which is named after him.

Tulsidas was the first to put on Ramlila, a dramatic play about Rama’s life based on the Hindu epic Ramayana. Tulsidas also built the Sankat Mochan Temple in Varanasi, which is a temple for Mahabali Hanuman.

Tulsidas is a highly respected and well-known poet in India and all over the world. So, swami Tulsidas has affected modern education, popular music, art, movies, and TV.

The Sanskrit word “Tulasidasa” is where the word “Tulsidas” comes from. The word “Dasa” means “maid, servant, or slave,” and “Tulasi” is the name of a holy Hindu basil plant that is used to worship Lord Vishnu.

Goswami Tulsidas's life story

The exact date of Tulsidas’s birth is different according to each biographer. Based on Mula Gosain Charita, one group of biographers said that Tulsidas was born in 1554 B.S. On the other hand, a group of biographers led by Sant Tulsi Sahib and Hathras said that the birth year was 1568 Bikram Sambat. Biographers of today and even the Indian government believe that Tulsidas was born in 1554 B.S.

One story about how Tulsidas was born says that he came into the world after a year. He was born with 32 teeth, and a body like a five-year-old, and instead of crying like other babies, he would say “Rama.” So, they called him Rambola. Mula Gosain Charita says that Tulsidas was born in the star to sign Abhuktamla, which means that his parents were in danger. So, on the 4th day after he was born, his parents left him.

A Vaishnava muni named Narharidas took Rambola in when he was five years old and began teaching him. After Virakta Diksha, Rambola changed his name to Tulsidas and began his philosophical journey. He learned Sanskrit grammar, the Vedas, the Vedangas, and Jyotish in the holy place of Vanarasa.

Goswami Tulsidas authored texts, books, poems, and songs throughout his life. Based on the language, the biographers divided the 12 works into 2 groups. They’re;

Awadhi literature

Ramcharitmanas

Tulsidas wrote this epic poem between 1523 and 1623 B.S. It was one of Tulsidas’s best and earliest works. It is a long poem that tells all of Lord Rama’s stories from Valmiki’s Ramayana. “Ramcharitmanas” means “lake of Lord Rama’s accomplishments.” Ramcharitmanas has been called the “living sum of Indian culture” and “the greatest book of all devotional literature,” among other things.

Ramlala Nahachhu

It talks about what happened to Lord Rama when he was young and is made up of 20 Awadi verses written in a Sohar metre. In the Hindu ceremony of Nahachhu, a child’s toenails are cut.

Barvai Ramayan

It has 69 verses written in the Barvai metre. It is a shorter version of Valmiki’s Awadhi Ramayana.

Parvati Mangal

Also, it means that Devi Parvati got married. It is 162 verse, of which 148 verse is in the Sohar metre whereas 16 verse is in the Harigitika metre. It tells how hard Devi Parvati worked to make Lord Shiva her husband, and how they got married.

Janaki Mangal

It means that Devi Sita got married. It has 216 stanzas written in both Hamsagati metre (192 stanzas) and Harigitika metre (48 stanzas) (24 stanzas). The story of Lord Rama and Devi Sita’s wedding from the original Ramayana is told in this work by Awadhi.

Ramagya Prashna

This means finding out what Lord Rama wants. It is an Awadhi work with 343 Dohas that are split into seven books, or kandas.

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Braj literature

Krishna Gitavali, also called Krishnavali, is a collection of songs that people say Lord Krishna wrote. It is made up of 61 songs. 32 hymns show Krishna’s childhood play (Bala Lila) and Ras Lila. The other 27 songs show Krishna and Uddhava talking. The last two lines describe what happened when Draupadi took off her clothes. 

Gitavali is a collection of 328 songs in the Braj language that tell the story of the epic Ramayana. 

Dohavali is a set of 573 verses written in the Braja dialect in the Doha and Sortha styles. It talks about things like being kind, knowing about politics, and the goals of life. 

Vairagya Sandipini is a Braj work with 60 verses that talks about the scenario of Jnana (knowledge, realization), Vairagya, ethical behavior, and a saint’s eminence. 

Vinaya Patrika is a collection of 279 songs. Its name, “Letter of Petition,” comes from what it is. In front of Lord Rama, Sita, Lakshman, Bharat, and Shatrughan, who were the judges, it was authored as a petition against 6 passions: lust, anger, selfishness, drunkenness, proximity, and self-esteem. 

Sahitya Ratna is a 325-verse poem in the Braj language. 

Besides these important works, Tulsidas also wrote Hanuman Chalisa, Hanuman Ashtak, Hanuman Bahuk, and Tulsi Satsai, which are not as important.

Lessons from Tulsidas

God is the origin of all good things, and he has no shape, no name, and no birth. Everything is inside of him, and he turns into an individual to assist those who believe in him.

There is just one God, but arrogant people have made up many different kinds of God.

Every living thing has parts of God in it. So, treat them all with respect.

Good intentions bring happiness and wealth, while bad intentions bring sadness and pain.

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could i have a list of the animals in hindu mythology? it's for a project of mine. thanks

sorry for answering this so late, i hope i’m not too late.

so imma gonna be writing about their vahanas (vehicles) and also their animal forms. but first, some symbolism

the vahanas of the gods represent their alter egos as well as their own aspects.

Horses and elephants represent royalty and power. Bulls represent virility and individuality, cows represent motherhood and purity, buffaloes represent patience and murkiness. rams represent aggression, antelopes and deers represent swiftness and/or disturbance, donkeys represent ill omens. Dogs, jackals and wolves represent ill omens, rats represent poverty and strife (ironically, fortune too), cats represent protectiveness, lions and tigers represent royalty and courage. hawks and eagles represent royalty and power, parrots and doves represent love and marriage, corvids represent injustice, sorrow (but also the natural order of justice and death), vultures represent decay, swans represent love and royalty, geese and cranes represent clarity and wit and wisdom, peacocks represent beauty and sometimes, masculinity; owls represent misfortune, roosters represent aggression. makaras (half fish half elephant) and yalis (half lions half elephants) represent divinity and fluidity, crocodiles represent force of nature, tortoises represent laziness/slow nature, snakes represent malice, mystery and fertility. mongoose represents luxury, man represents greed and society while ghosts also represent ill omens.

*artistically, makaras and crocodiles are often interchangable, like swans and geese/cranes.

this list is gonna be looooooooooooong.

Indra (lord of the heavens, lord of rain and thunder)

Airavata : King of the elephants, Airavata is a flying, white elephant with six tusks. Someitmes also shown with three heads or seven trunks. He sprays water on the clouds and drives them. He guards the east direction with his consort, Ilavida. He is Indra’s vahana.

Uchhaishravas : King of horses, Ucchaishravas is a ten headed, flying, fire breathing, meat eating horse. He is Indra’s vahana.

Vali : Indra’s son through Arun (charioteer of Surya). Emperor of Monkeys before being murdered by Rama.

Agni (lord of fire, link between humans and gods) : Agni rides a ram.

Surya (lord of the Sun)

Surya rides a chariot drawn by seven white horses.

Sugreeva : Surya’s son through his charioteer, Arun. Brother of Vali and later Emperor of Monkeys.

Chandra/Soma (lord of the Moon) : Chandra rides a chariot drawn by ten antelopes/deer.

Vayu (lord of winds and air) : Vayu rides a lone antelope.

Varuna (lord of the seas and oceans) : Varuna rides a makara/crocodile named Jaladhi, who was born out of Shiva’s earwax. He guards the west along with Varuna.

Ganga (goddess of the river Ganga, goddess of purity) : Ganga rides a makara/crocodile.

Yama (lord of Death, lord of law; son of Surya) : Yama rides a buffalo named Paundraka.

Yami/Yamuna (goddess of the river Yamuna, sister of Yama) : Yamuna rides a tortoise.

Revanta (god of hunting and horses, stepbrother of Yamuna) : Revanta rides a horse.

Shani (lord of the planet Saturn, lord of justice, lord of malice; brother of Revanta) : Shani rides a crow/raven. Crows and ravens also believed to be messengers of our ancestors.

Ashwini Kumara (twin gods of healing and medicine, brother of Yami) : Ashwini Kumaras are either represented as half-horses, or ride horses themselves.

Tapti (goddess of the river Tapi) : Tapti rides a deer.

Saraswati (goddess of the mythical river Saraswati, lady of knowledge, learning, speech, sound, music and the arts) : Rides a goose/crane. Surrounded by peacocks.

Narmada (goddess of the river Narmada) : Narmada rides a crocodile.

Shashthi (goddess of childbirth and babies) : Shashthi rides a cat.

Usha (goddess of dawn) : Rides a chariot drawn by seven red cows.

Bhariava/Rudra/Veerbhadra (fierce form of Shiva) : Rides a dog/wolf. surrounded by jackals.

Brahma (creator of the universe) : Brahma rides a swan. 

Vishnu (protector of the universe)

Matsya : a giant fish, the first Avatar of Vishnu.

Kurma : a giant turtle, the second Avatar of Vishnu.

Varaha : a giant boar, the third Avatar of Vishnu.

Narasimha : half man-half lion, the ferocious fourth Avatar of Vishnu

Garuda : a giant eagle and the King of birds, he’s Vishnu’s vahana.

Gandaberunda : a terrifying two headed bird evolved from Narasimha.

Hayagriva : half man-half horse, avatar of Vishnu. god of knowledge and medicine.

Shiva (the destroyer of the universe)

Nandi : the King of bulls, Nandi is Shiva’s vahana. He was originally a human devotee of Shiva.

Sharabha : the griffin form of Shiva, locked in battle with the Gandaberunda.

Hanuman : the eleventh avatar of Shiva, the divine monkey god.

Durga (goddess of war and victory and kings) : Durga and all her other forms ride a lion. Interchangable with tiger.

Gauri/Parvati (gentle form of Shakti) : Rides a cow.

Kali/Chamundi (fierce form of Shakti) : Rides a ghost.

Kalratri (gentler form of Kali) : Rides a donkey.

Lakshmi (goddess of wealth, fortune, prosperity, luxury and beauty) : Rides an elephant. Sometimes also rides an owl.

Ganesha (the elephant headed god of wisdom and prosperity and auspiciousness, remover of obstacles, god of scribes; son of Parvati) : Rides Mushaka the rat.

Kartikeya (god of war, general of the gods; son of Shiva) : Rides a peacock. His emblem is a rooster.

Kama (god of love and lust; son of Vishnu) : Rides a parrot. His bowstring is mads of honeybees. He also rides a makara sometimes.

Rati (goddess of sex; Kama’s consort) : Rides a dove/mynah.

Shukracharya (lord of the planet Venus, preceptor of the Asuras) : Rides a horse.

Brahaspati (lord of the planet Jupiter, preceptor of the Devas) : Rides an elephant.

Mangala (lord of the planet Mars, god of auspiciousness and agression) : Rides a ram.

Budha (deity of the planet Mercury, deity of sarcasm and wit; illegetimate child of Chandra) : Rides a yali.

Rahu (lord of asteroids and meteors, responsible for ascending lunar node and eclipses, lord of fear) : Rides a lion. Sometimes depicted with body of a snake.

Ketu (lord of comets, responsible for descending lunar node and eclipses, lord of disgrace) : Rides a vulture. Sometimes depicted with the head of a snake.

Sheetala Mata (goddess of smallpox) : Rides a donkey.

Kubera (god of luxury, king of the yakshas) : Rides a jewel spitting mongoose. Sometimes depicted as riding on a man.

Adi-Shesha/Sheshanag/Ananta : The first king of the nagas. Vishnu rests on his coils. Responsible for the flow of time. The earth rests on his thousands hoods.

Takshaka : The second king of the nagas. Indra’s close friend. Killed the last scion of the Pandavas, Pareekshit, after he became king.

Vasuki : The third king of the nagas. Coiled around Shiva’s neck. Used as a rope for the Amrit Manthan. Father of Uloopi (wife of Arjuna).

Manasa : Goddess of Snakes, poisons and malice. Got people to worship her after spreading fear. Shiva’s daughter and Vasuki’s sister.

Surasa : a queen of the nagas. tested Hanuman on his way to Lanka by trying to swallow him.

Simhika : sea monster who snathed the shadows of creatures and ate them. Mother of Rahu-Ketu.

Mahishasura : The shapeshifting bull demon.

Sampati : Son of Aruna and King of Vultures. Burnt his wings and eyes by flying too close to the sun.

Jatayu : Brother of Sampati. Died while trying to rescue Sita from Ravana.

Jambavant : King of bears. Aided Hanuman. Father of Jambavanti, Krishna’s second wife.

Navagunjara : A divine animal made of nine other animals - the head of a rooster, neck of a peacock, hump of a bull, body of a lion, tail of a snake, feet of an elephant, a tiger and a horse and the hand of a human.

phew this was a long list. hope this helps!

[dragonmartellstark]

AU: Aerys II and Rhaella, the kings of the new world (2/2)

Rhaegar I Targaryen- He was king of the Seven Kingdoms after the death of his father and kingdom for fifteen years full of prosperity, peace and a stable economy. Rhaegar was considered cultured, expert in weapons and intelligent being known as "The Harp King". His queen was Elia Nymeros Martell, the second Dornish woman to be queen consort of the Seven Kingdoms. Rhaegar's heirs were his sons Aegon VI and Rhaenys Targayen who his descendants were united with the lesser branches of the Targaryen house.

Rhaegar passed away in 309 A. C., at 50 years of age, his body was found lying next to his dragon Silverfire. It is believed that the king had a cardiac arrest while feeding his dragon or others that his soul fused with the dragon's being both one.

Shaena Targaryen- she was the second daughter of the kings and considered one of the most beautiful women in the Seven Kingdoms. At the request of her brother, Rhaegar Targaryen, Shaena was betrothed to Stannis Baratheon, the second son of Steffon Baratheon even though he did not have the possibility of inheriting Storm's End. Despite this, Aerys accepted the commitment because of the great friendship she had with Steffon Baratheon and because his brother, Robert Baratheon, refused to break his commitment to Lyanna Stark.

The marriage was stable and Stannis felt a certain passion for his beautiful wife with whom he could have four children: Steffon, Aegon, Vaegon and Rogar; and a daughter, Rhaelle. Despite her daughter not being Mistress of Storm's End, Rhaelle became Mistress by marrying her Lord cousin Orys Baratheon, son of Robert Baratheon and Lyanna Stark.

It is unknown when Shaena passed away, but it is believed that she may have died shortly after hers, her son Vaegon, after falling down the stairs and breaking his neck. Shaena probably died of grief.

Daeron Targaryen- He was commander of the City Guard during the reign of his father and his brother. He married Lady Lysa Tully, daughter of Hoster Tully in an alliance to win favor with the Tully. Although his wife came to love him, Daeron had several lovers and it is believed that one of them was his sister Shaena, but it has not been confirmed. Lysa gave Daeron two daughters, Minisa and Shaera, even though Daeron had many illegitimate children it is known that he came to love his daughters whom he called "My pussy" and "My sun."

Daeron passed away in 300 A. C., at 31 years of age being stabbed by a servant who was trying to steal some jewels from the dowager queen Rhaella. His body was cremated and his ashes lie alongside those of his family.

Aegon Targaryen- He was the most unknown son of the kings and considered the least interesting. It is known that he was the least favorite son of Aerys II and therefore Aegon was sent to Antigua to become a master even though he maintained contact with his mother and his brother, Rhaegar.

Aegon had a close relationship with his uncle Aemon Targaryen, who was a master in the Night's Watch and through letters advised the young man on the work of the church, the septon, and the maesters.

Jaehaerys Targaryen- He was the king's favorite son and the hearsay counselor of his brother, Rhaegar I. He was considered as attractive as his brother Rhaegar, but Jaehaerys had shared a bed with women since his teens.

He married the daughter of the king's hand, Cersei Lannister and both were very attracted to each other, but when his wife got pregnant Jaehaerys sought out other lovers which infuriated Cersei.

It is legend that the prince and his lady argued heatedly over Jaehaerys extramarital affairs, but it is also known that they had passionate reconciliations from which seven children were born: Aerys, Tywin, Daena, Shiera, Joanna, Jaime and Aegon.

It is believed that her children Shiera and Jaime were not the prince's since it is known that Cersei had some encounters with other men and one of them is believed to be her own brother, Jaime Lannister.

Jaehaerys passed away in 313 A. C., at 39 years of chickenpox, but it is believed that he was poisoned by his own wife, Cersei in revenge for the infidelities. His sons Aerys and Tywin passed away from gray psoria and his daughters Daena and Shiera joined House Lannister.

Viserys Targaryen- He was an advisor to the edicts of King Rhaegar I and the favorite son of his mother, Rhaella. He was considered a young man very similar to his mother, calm, quiet and obedient, but with the passing of time he became a more confident, faithful and sometimes impatient man, but he is always remembered as a faithful brother.

He married her little sister, Daenerys with whom he felt great affection and little by little he began to feel attracted to her. The two were married in 298 A. C., and it is known that their marriage was passionate and calm, having four children in common: Visenya, Rhaena, Alyssa and Vaegar.

Viserys was forced to leave his post as edicts counselor because of his fragile health and it was discovered that he suffered from gout. In the year 317 A. C., Viserys fell down the stairs, killing himself in the fall at the age of 41.

Daenerys Targaryen- Known as "the mother of dragons" she was the most popular daughter of the kings since thanks to her the dragons returned to her life.

The princess herself always felt a great fascination for dragons, which had disappeared centuries ago. It wasn't until 293 A. C., when she was executed by a young man for stealing from the crown and it was decided to burn at the stake. In those moments, Daenerys put a dragon egg and when the flames stopped taking the condemned man, a baby dragon hatched being a miracle for everyone who looked. The princess took the dragon in her hands and named it "Balerion" in honor of the Black Terror.

After the death of her father and the coronation of her brother Rhaegar, he appointed her as a dragon breeder, the princess being in charge of taking care of the dragons and their eggs.

Daenerys got married in 298 A. C., with her brother Viserys Targaryen with whom she was more united and they had four children in common to whom she was full of love, in addition to giving each one a dragon egg.

In the year 317 A. C., her husband brother Viserys passed away and Daenerys mourned him for a year, but the rest of her life she had some secret lovers and the best known was Daario Naharis, a mercenary from Tyrosh whom the princess met while flying through the Free Cities. on his dragon, Balerion. This romance was a scandal for her kingdom and Rhaegar forbade Daenerys to visit Yunkai, in addition to threatening to take her to a convent and the princess agreed to leave Daario to be with her children.

In 333 A. C., Daenerys and her dragon Balerion mysteriously disappeared along with three dragon eggs, creating the legend that the mother of dragons has become a protective deity of dragons casting curses on those who dare to hurt or kill the dragons and their offspring .

(If in this Universe Rhaegar does not screw up with the theme of the three heads of the dragon, Rhaella's dead children live and Viserys is not the paranoid and cruel brother seen in the books)

AU: Aerys II y Rhaella, los reyes del nuevo mundo (2/2)

Rhaegar I Targaryen- Fue rey de los Siete Reinos tras la muerte de su padre y reino por quince años llenos de prosperidad, paz y una economía estable. Rhaegar era considerado culto, experto en armas e inteligente siendo conocido como “El rey arpa”. Su reina fue Elia Nymeros Martell la segunda dorniense en ser reina consorte de los Siete Reinos. Los herederos de Rhaegar fueron sus hijos Aegon VI y Rhaenys Targayen quienes sus descendientes se unieron con las ramas menores de la casa Targaryen.

Rhaegar falleció en el año 309 d. C., a los 50 años de edad, su cuerpo fue encontrado tirado al lado de su dragón Silverfire. Se cree que el rey tuvo un paro cardiaco mientras alimentaba a su dragón u otros que su alma se fusiono con el del dragón siendo ambos uno solo.

Shaena Targaryen- Fue la segunda hija de los reyes y considerada una de las mujeres mas hermosas de los Siete Reinos. Por petición de su hermano, Rhaegar Targaryen, Shaena fue prometida con Stannis Baratheon, el segundo hijo de Steffon Baratheon aun que este no tenía la posibilidad de heredar Bastión de Tormenta. Pese a esto, Aerys acepto el compromiso por la gran amistad que tenia con Steffon Baratheon y por que el herdero de este, Robert Baratheon se negaba a romper su compromiso con Lyanna Stark.

El matrimonio estuvo estable y Stannis sentía cierta pasión por su bella esposa con la cual pudo tener cuatro hijos: Steffon, Aegon, Vaegon y Rogar; y una hija, Rhaelle. Pesé a no ser señora de Bastión de Tormenta su hija, Rhaelle se convirtió en Señora al casarse con su primo Lord Orys Baratheon, hijo de Robert Baratheon y Lyanna Stark.

Se desconoce cuando falleció Shaena, pero se cree que pudo fallecer poco después que su hijo Vaegon tras este caerse por las escaleras y romperse el cuello. Probablemente Shaena murió de pena.

Daeron Targaryen- Fue comandante de la Guardia de la Ciudad durante el reinado de su padre y su hermano. Se caso con Lady Lysa Tully, hija de Hoster Tully en una alianza para ganarse el favor de los Tully. Aun que su esposa llego amarlo, Daeron tuvo varias amantes y se cree que una de ellas fue su hermana Shaena, pero no se a confirmado. Lysa le dio a Daeron dos hijas, Minisa y Shaera, aun que Daeron tuvo muchos hijos ilegítimos se sabe que llego amar a sus hijas a las cuales llamaba “Mi minina” y “Mi sol”.

Daeron falleció en el año 300 d. C., a los 31 años de edad siendo apuñalado por un sirviente que estaba tratando de robar unas joyas de la reina viuda Rhaella. Su cuerpo fue incinerado y sus cenizas reposan junto a las de su familia.

Aegon Targaryen- Fue el hijo mas desconocido de los reyes y considerado el menos interesante. Se sabe que fue el hijo menos favorito de Aerys II y por ello Aegon fue enviado a Antigua para convertirse en maestre aun que mantuvo el contacto con su madre y con su hermano, Rhaegar.

Aegon tuvo una estrecha relación con su tío Aemon Targaryen, quien era maestre en la Guardia de la Noche y por medio de cartas aconsejaba al joven sobre el trabajo de la iglesia, del septon y de los maestres.

Jaehaerys Targaryen- Fue el hijo favorito del rey y el consejero de los rumores de su hermano, Rhaegar I. Era considerado tan atractivo como su hermano Rhaegar, pero Jaehaerys si compartía el lecho con las mujeres desde su adolescencia.

Se caso con la hija de la mano del rey, Cersei Lannister y ambos se sintieron muy atraídos el uno por el otro, pero cuando su esposa quedo embarazada Jaehaerys se busco otras amantes lo que enfurecía a Cersei.

Es leyenda que el príncipe y su dama discutían acaloradamente por las relaciones extramatrimoniales de Jaehaerys, pero también se sabe que tenían apasionadas reconciliaciones de las cuales nacieron siete vástagos: Aerys, Tywin, Daena, Shiera, Joanna, Jaime y Aegon.

Se cree que sus hijos Shiera y Jaime no eran del príncipe ya que se sabe que Cersei tuvo algunos encuentros con otros hombres y uno de ellos se cree que fue su propio hermano, Jaime Lannister.

Jaehaerys falleció en el año 313 d. C., a los 39 años de varicela, pero se cree que fue envenenado por su propia esposa, Cersei en venganza por las infidelidades. Sus hijos Aerys y Tywin fallecieron de psoriagrís y sus hijas Daena y Shiera se unieron a la Casa Lannister.

Viserys Targaryen- Fue consejero de los edictos del rey Rhaegar I y el hijo favorito de su madre, Rhaella. Era considerado como un joven muy parecido a su madre tranquilo, callado y obediente, pero con el pasar del tiempo se convirtió en un hombre mas seguro, fiel y a veces impaciente, pero siempre se le recuerda como un hermano fiel.

Se caso con su hermana pequeña, Daenerys con la cual sentía un gran cariño y poco a poco empezó a sentirse atraído por ella. Ambos se casaron en el año 298 d. C., y se sabe que su matrimonio fue apasionado y tranquilo llegando a tener cuatro hijos en común: Visenya, Rhaena, Alyssa y Vaegar.

Viserys tuvo que dejar su cargo como consejero de los edictos por su frágil salud y se descubrió que padecía de gota. En el año 317 d. C., Viserys callo por las escaleras matándose en la caída a la edad de 41 años.

Daenerys Targaryen- Conocida como “la madre de dragones” fue la hija mas popular de los reyes ya que gracias a ella los dragones volvieron a la vida.

La princesa siempre sintió una gran fascinación por los dragones, los cuales habían desaparecido siglos atrás. No fue hasta en el año 293 d. C., cuando se dio la ejecución de un mozo por robarle a la corona y se decidió quemar en la hoguera. En esos momentos Daenerys metió un huevo de dragón y cuando las llamas cesaron llevándose al condenado, una cría de dragón salió del cascarón siendo un milagro para todo aquel que miraba. La princesa tomo al dragón en sus manos y lo llamo “Balerion” en honor al Terror Negro.

Tras la muerte de su padre y la coronación de su hermano Rhaegar este la nombro como criadora de dragones, encargándose la princesa de cuidar a los dragones y los huevos de estos.

Daenerys se caso en el año 298 d. C., con su hermano Viserys Targaryen con el cual estaba mas unida y tuvieron cuatro hijos en común a los cuales lleno de amor, además de entregarles a cada uno un huevo de dragón.

En el año 317 d. C., su hermano esposo Viserys falleció y Daenerys le guardo luto por un año, pero el resto de su vida tuvo algunos amantes secretos y el mas conocido fue Daario Naharis un mercenario originario de Tyrosh al cual la princesa conoció mientras volaba por las Ciudades Libres en su dragón, Balerion. Este romance fue un escandalo para el reino y Rhaegar prohibió a Daenerys visitar Yunkai, además de amenazarla con llevarla a un convento y la princesa accedió a dejar a Daario para estar con sus hijos.

En el año 333 d. C., Daenerys y su dragón Balerion desaparecieron misteriosamente junto con tres huevos de dragón creándose la leyenda de que la madre de dragones se a convertido en una deidad protectora de dragones lanzando maldiciones a quien ose lastimar o matar a los dragones y a las crías de estos.

(Si en este Universo Rhaegar no la caga con el tema de las tres cabezas del dragón, los hijos muertos de Rhaella viven y Viserys no es el paranoico y hermano cruel que se ve en los libros)

[indiaparenting]

Lord Rama Names

Holy Names of Lord Rama with meaning 

[cosmosrival]

Rico besides Kama what do you think about the other indian servants?????

AHHHHHHHHHH THIS IS GOING TO GET SOOOO LONG!!!! i have a different view of the indo fam as a whole. i call them the indo fam but i mean the found family trope!!!! theyre like a group of college students sharing a dorm if that makes sense, since their servant selves are obviously different from their initial myths/human vessels!!!

OK SO. RECENTLY, i have an oomf that found books about arjuna that summarize his exploits in the mahabharata(I DONT HAVE THE STRENGTH TO READ IT ALL IM SO SORRY) and also talk about him in a more philosphical manner such as his states of mind during each event etc and i’ve been meaning to read said book because im genuinely interested in arjuna now!!! and i’d like to know more about this indo prince because from what i’ve seen, he is portrayed in a rather bad light(?) in FGO which i find extremely !!!!!!!!!!! and incrdibley !!!!!!! strange !!!!!!! the mahabharata’s conflicts can be put in a mostly grey area where there’s no good nor bad, its not black and white. so seeing arjuna get bashed because of the way his conflict with karna was written is... hm. let’s say that im REALLY starting to understand arjuna fans that dislike seeing him get mischaracterized so much. OTHER THAN THAT, his design is adorable, his travel outfit is my favourite because he deserves to relax and have some fun!!! fgo making him a chuuni is cute and his VAs little moans are cute cute cute!!!!!!!!!!! (mash grabs my shoulder and forces me to sit down) i think that arjuna deserves better and im really happy to see him have fun in his travel costume voicelines. i think we should take arjun on a date!!! he’s a great lover, we’d have the best time!! OH ALSO, kama seeing him as the student council president in their interlude makes me SOOOOOOO HAPPY its unreal, i think it fits him very very well, the seitokaichou who was elected because of everyone’s hopes and recommended by teachers because he’s suuuch a good student but because of that, the pressure to be good is constantly towering over his head and everytime he looks out the window he wishes he could ditch class and skip a day just because he felt like going to the arcade and be a bad student.......just this once........i think hes very very cute...... i want him to cook for me. HAVE YO U READ HIS BOND 4 VOICELINE ?mmmmmggg i want him to get embarrassed everytime i praise him for having such a muscular waistline. AUG

ANEWAYS i also have quite the thoughts about karna, his characterization in the game is linked to arjuna’s and thats fine but i think that forgetting how much of a little sassy bastard he can get was a mistake! did you know that in apocrypha’s german dub on netflix, when jeanne calls his name like “You’re Karna, aren’t you ? The son of the Indian Sun God !” HES LIKE “So ?” AND THAT WAS SOOOO BITCHY OF HIM, i think that karna is a good boy in fgo but the fact that he was such a fighty old man in the mahabharata shouldnt be forgotten and is a charm trait. I MEAN ???? HE THREW HANDS WITH AN 18 YEAR OLD(ARJUN) WHILE BEIN LIKE... THIRTY TWO. WHATS WITH THIS ANNOYING OLD MAN !!!!! knowing these little facts about him made me like him so much more actually !! i think karna being so nice is adorable!! but the little bitchy energy u can find in his voicelines is also very charming!! i think karna looking at me emotionless as i ask him to lend me his notes for the nth time that week and then saying “...Mn.” when i thank him is cute!!! his voiceline towards things he dislikes is interesting to me. karna seeming aloof and mean bc he doesnt know how to communicate but is actually nice underneath...... hey... thats a little delinquentcore........ i wouldnt say yankii but hes like... hes like... u know hes the handsome quiet one of the group of yankiis... u know the one...? hey where are you going

ganesha is also a character im deeply interested in but i havent played CCC so i dont know that many details about jinako herself !! my brain goes HMMMMMM it seems lord ganesha is trans in fgo ! (since kama used to be a male god originally as well!!) ganesha uses all pronouns!!! and ganesha is also special to me because they share similar traits with kama when it comes to their characterization AND mischaracterizations. ganesha isnt JUST jinako. theres a part of a god in the servant mix!!! and jinako HERSELF is actually a pretty sad character imo. the whole otaku/neet thing is obviously a facade and her true wish being that she wants to redo her whole life is also proof of how much she hates what shes become, yet at the same time, she doesnt know what else she could do. but anyways, i prefer looking at servants from a lore POV so i think that ganesha should still be considered a god and be adressed as such!! i like seeing people portray ganesha as jinako but i prefer it when a certain lavish more godly side of them is put forward. a side of jinako that managed to move on a little bit if that makes sense ? that got more serious. and became someone else entierly despite sharing similarities. needless to say their bond with karna makes me happy since he shows them respect as you should towards a god!! its a bit different from their bond in CCC... like they matured somewhat!! anyway ganesha is the one who taught everyone else in the indo fam about video games and technology and i will NEVER shut up.

ashwatthama..... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM %_’(’ç_”’è_ç(è_’”545656455456545453£¨¨µ¨µMµ¨++°=)=)°+ goodness. jesus christ on earth. my love story with him makes me so embarrassed. when he got revealed i instantly fell in love with him despite knowing JACK SHIT ABOUT HIM but since i was the only one in my friend group who was hardcore into fgo at the time, i kept my love for him to myself and just... (looks away)(i drop my wallet full of picturses of him) quietly adored his everything in silence. WELL, ree having an intense crush on yankii type characters isnt new, its been my favourite trope for ages (gyarus go in hand with them!!) and im still very attached to it so thats what made me love him in the first place!!!! BUT THEN. I GOT INTO HIS MAHABHARATAN LORE. And OHHHHHHHHH BABY.......... (im twirling my hair) so theres this 7ft tall war criminal..........<3<33<3(mash leans in and informs me that the convention of geneva didnt exist at the time) SO THERES THIS 7 FTTALL IMMORTALMAN.......<233 gOD he makes me absolutely CRAZY9909840385%£%%£%%µ%µ%µ the love i have for this character is immense and whenever im sad i remember that pako exists and has a tablet and can draw and i suddenly feel so much better. ok im gonna stop horny posting a little bit. but hes my wife. AND WHAT I LOVE ABOUT HIS PORTRAYAL IN FGO IS THAT, they actually made him a good boy despite his initial roughness and misdeeds ???!!! HELLO?? ashwatthama wishing for a redemption ark is my favourite thing and his righteousness that was born because of his regrets is a very interesting drivepoint to me !!! hes a gorgeous character and im buying a ticket plane as we speak right now so i can go find him in northern india. i’ll find him. GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME !!!!!GET OFF ME !!!

miss lakshimi makes me very sad! because every female servant in the indo fam is an already known face. (... would sita count.) and lakshi being a jeanneface is a waste. well, she’s still very pretty and her lore is also quite interesting!! i havent looked into it fully yet but i think she should be kissed on the mouth. her bad luck makes me slip on a banana peel whenevr i get close to her to kiss her and i hit my head on the pavement and pass away- 

parvati is on a tough spot for me atm. i genuinely love thinking of her as the way the indian goddess herself is portrayed because thats where the fun lies for me in her character. especially when shes involved with other indian servants, thats a given!! i would like to see parvati grow, suffer and heal. because branding her as an “all-knowing mom” is easy, but every single parent makes mistakes if you follow that logic. also, since shes the sakura servant “thats closest to her initial personality”, she’s got some of the most Repulsive fans ive Ever witnessed in fandom spaces and lets say that im trying to work my way out of this hellhole and find things to like about parvati without the fandom’s influence. needless to say, im going to keep looking into her mythos and her lore by myself at my own pace and keep doing my own thing in my little corner. 

rama shouldve been a jock. THE RAMAYANA IS OLDER THAN THE MAHABHARATA, WHY IS.....Hrm well him being summoned as his baby version gives me hope for a future rama alt perhaps??? but i think that he shouldve been a total jock and he shouldve been huge with a huge red lion-like mane for his hair and a teethy grin and big biceps and intense love for his wife. SPEAKING OF SITA, her charm point is her purity but i wish.... that their artist still hadnt drawn them like That, im not a fan of lily servants and i think purity = being young is a bit of an annoying excuse!!! rama and sita looking similar is because of their shared history which is fine but... rolls my eyes............. rama shouldve been 6ft tall and sita shouldve been a milf to match...... anyways i doubt ravana would be added as a servant but i’d love to have a ramayana centric event!! where all indo servants have their own lore centric role to play!!! oh thatd be a dream.... but i have learned to not expect much from a fanservice game so im jus gonna draw my own stuff! (strikes a pose!) (mashu claps!)