N.B: Please be noted this is my first and last post in this forum. And this is my humble request and may be a warning to those who tend not to keep and consider any request that DO READ MY ENTIRE POST(I know it is a bit longer) and understand first. And after that, post whatever you want to ...from positive to negative and neutral views whatever your heart and head feel and suggest.
With this I begin my thought.
You and I & I and You...
We are really one though in thought, emotion, action and spirit.
But with the intense desire of companionship
We split.
Being apart from each other,
Yet always together,
We participate and play
This game of Love.
Sometime I become your dutiful wife,
Sometime your playful beloved, and sometimes the both delighting myself,
By splitting myself, in half.
You My Lord, stay true to your promise,
Bear me my fruits of wish.
Endure the pain and plight and sorrow of Love .
And give me and my world the Fruit of Love.
"This wish-fulfilling tree of Parijaat will only bear flowers of your delight and fruits of your desire, when I will be with your rival, in your game of Love. I myself will toil with one of you to nurture and nourish this tree when the other one of you will enjoy the fruits and flowers of your choice, alone. This was the famous solution of Krishna to Satyabhama and Rukmini when they had started a quarrel over the ownership of Krishna and the wish-fulfilling tree Parijaat. While Parijaat tree, that fulfils everyone's desire and wish, can fulfil both Satyabhama and Rukmini's wish to get Krishna exclusively to themselves, Krishna understood the underlying insecurity and fear that is born out of his both beloved's wish. This made him sad as he knew them as one, splitting in half for their own delight. But they forgot their own truth while Krishna didn't. So he made his both wives to be each other's wish-fulfilling Parijaat. One's wish would be fulfilled only when the other would sacrifice her desire.
That is the way of desire. That is the way of wish. It needs power from the other as it depends on the other. Whether it is for the self or for the other(s) a price has to be paid, a sacrifice must be made. In Ramrajya everyone's desires were fulfilled...even a washman's, who considered his queen, Sita, wife of his king Ram as a stain on the Royal reputation and dignity and wished to erase it away). To be his wish-fulfilling tree, Ram sacrificed his dear wife and to enable Ram a wish-fulfilling , dutiful king Sita sacrificed his beloved Ram. To save the people of Mathura from the wrath of Kansa, Krishna was summoned. But to fulfil their wish Krishna needed to sacrifice his beloved Radha and to enable him Radha did the same. To restore Draupadi's dignity and save Pandavas from the atrocities of Kauravas again Krishna was needed to be with them most of his life, sacrificing his own familial happiness. And to enable him his wives amongst whom two were Satyabhama and Rukmini ( Mahalakshmi's splitting images) sacrificed their husband's affection and attention. That is the way Parijaat works its wish-fulfilling magic. It simply serves as a mere tool, a beautiful yet dangerous illusion to lure, to enchant, to overwhelm the seekers who are too blind in their own desires and wishes to witness and understand what are the prices and sacrifices it takes from their significant others to bear their flowers of delight, fruits of desire. But it also liberates those observers who consciously understand the effect and consequences of their choices and the sacrifices it takes from the others to bear the fruits of their wishes. To fulfil a wish, a desire no matter how selfish or selfless it is from its intent prices must be paid in the form of separation from one's beloved. Sometimes a wife(ves), a beloved needs to go away from her husband, her lover; stays alone by herself.
But above I present a story which right now is seemed irrelevant and even bizzare. This is a story along with a idea that embodies a few thoughts and emotions has been told and retold by one person to another person, from a mother to a child while she tucks her piece of heart's desire into sleep, in a hope that one day s/he too understands the price of wishes and desires and someday s/he willingly becomes someone's wish-fulfilling tree and its power. But all of our desires couldn't be fulfilled in a world full people with sense of self ('me first') and unwilling to make sacrifices for even themselves. And 'Beyhadh's world tops in this category.
To be continued in the next post...
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