All the beautiful daughters of Mara by Ashok Aatreya (books to read for 12 year olds .TXT) 📕
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A novel written by Ashok atreya is an attempt of embodying the para-psychological, ethereal and day-to-day experiences of the hero. The Key to this novel is very clearly explained in the 54th chapter with the same title " All the beautiful Daughters of Mara", in which Anand, the hero, tells us the story of his previous births, where he visualizes the past and present where his unfulfilled desire for eternal love accentuates with unending lust for life, get freely expressed.
The myth of "All the beautiful Daughters of Mara" existing parallel to his own span of life, of which only present is visible and the rest of the episodes in his previous births, Anand experiences as and when he encounters them.
The overall development of this novel could only be examined with the help of a "Tantrik-based parody", where not only the sequence of Janma-Janmantra is added for an additional fervor, exposing the hero's passion and lust through and through but also his predicament of being a helpless victim in the hands of mystic destiny.
The author has picked up an apparently mystic theme. Unconsciously, as he has inherited the tradition of religion, Indian mythology and Tantra from his ancestors, but the beauty of the work lies in the fact of a secular approach to life omitting the bondages of caste and creed. In this background, this work of fiction becomes para-modern!
The libidinal instinct of Anand in his present and previous births, attaches with himself a number of voluptuous women belonging to various ethnic backgrounds. Tantra, as a distinctive sect of Hindu worship tradition, has very significant role of "Panch-Makars" and, therefore, the Omni-presence of women around the hero is the internal necessity of the theme, which results into many neo-vam-margi experience. This is, thus, a novel-departure in the field of contemporary Indian English writing.
The novelist has very aptly casted valid comment on the degeneration of present political scenario by elevating the police -shooter, an encounter-specialist to the supreme office of the President. (this is just like The then President of Pakistan General Parvez Musharraf (Who started his career as an ordinary military commando) These are not mere fiction fantasies but all around us, we find such absurdities taking shape !
The sub-titles attributed to 58 chapters lucidly establish the internal consistency of unbelievable episodes full of love, lust and crime, tied with an unseen threads of births and rebirths.
Naturally such a theme has interminable prospective of constructing stories -interesting and unending, of which Ashok Aatreya, as a fiction writer, has all the potential.
The myth of "All the beautiful Daughters of Mara" existing parallel to his own span of life, of which only present is visible and the rest of the episodes in his previous births, Anand experiences as and when he encounters them.
The overall development of this novel could only be examined with the help of a "Tantrik-based parody", where not only the sequence of Janma-Janmantra is added for an additional fervor, exposing the hero's passion and lust through and through but also his predicament of being a helpless victim in the hands of mystic destiny.
The author has picked up an apparently mystic theme. Unconsciously, as he has inherited the tradition of religion, Indian mythology and Tantra from his ancestors, but the beauty of the work lies in the fact of a secular approach to life omitting the bondages of caste and creed. In this background, this work of fiction becomes para-modern!
The libidinal instinct of Anand in his present and previous births, attaches with himself a number of voluptuous women belonging to various ethnic backgrounds. Tantra, as a distinctive sect of Hindu worship tradition, has very significant role of "Panch-Makars" and, therefore, the Omni-presence of women around the hero is the internal necessity of the theme, which results into many neo-vam-margi experience. This is, thus, a novel-departure in the field of contemporary Indian English writing.
The novelist has very aptly casted valid comment on the degeneration of present political scenario by elevating the police -shooter, an encounter-specialist to the supreme office of the President. (this is just like The then President of Pakistan General Parvez Musharraf (Who started his career as an ordinary military commando) These are not mere fiction fantasies but all around us, we find such absurdities taking shape !
The sub-titles attributed to 58 chapters lucidly establish the internal consistency of unbelievable episodes full of love, lust and crime, tied with an unseen threads of births and rebirths.
Naturally such a theme has interminable prospective of constructing stories -interesting and unending, of which Ashok Aatreya, as a fiction writer, has all the potential.
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a beautiful sun-setting point at Bhopal Taal(lake) standing over the bridge of Kamala-Nehru Park..The golden red images glowing and splitting colors and in the right the silhouetted impressions of the old city was playing magic .Anand had the privilege of holding Bhairvi in his right arm circling her with slight pressure expressing feeling of heart…and Bhaivi had also passionately surrendered as she did not want to detach herself from his love Anand for a single moment now onward..
‘Bhairvi are you going to join your duties from tomorrow?’ Anand asked her.
‘I don’t want to know about the next moment of my life. .I am at your disposal..do whatever you like. I even don’t know what I’ll do after you leave me alone. ..again…It’s all beyond my tolerance now.. Please help me to come out from this madness’.. Bhairvi started sobbing again. And Anand took her close in his arms.
Bhairvi I also feel. What life I have been living without you…Shall I tell it life..? Without you I am lifeless. .You are my energy dear, you are my only love now. .I left everything in my life…just in waiting and waiting for my Bhairav..! (Out of love Anand told her Bhairav not Bhairavi)..He brought her lips close to his lips and gave her a deep kiss.. This time Anand was lucky to have enjoyed the passionate kiss of her lady-love. In the darkness both of them merged with the nature…they became part of the nature..!
They had dinner together. With Bhairvi’s Papa and Mom with one erstwhile M.P, known to Bhairvi’s Papa, since the time he was state level Minister in the state Ministry that dinner was decided by the Minister himself just to show closeness and old ties with this South Indian family and to impress Anand of good prospects of marriage from their side…They had interesting talks regarding how Bhairvi’s father had come in touch with this purely ‘Barroot kaat Bhopali’ politician (son of the soil).Besides that the minister known about Anand’s credentials in an informal manner.
33/THE SAME LADY SWAN
Next morning Anand got a very early call. It was to his surprise that Bhairvi arranged for an outing at Bhojpur, the old site of king Bhoj and famous for India's biggest Shiv Lingam (Phalus of lord Shiva).She informed Anand that she would be reaching hotel Capital with one of her closest friend…also a nurse in Hamidia.
And what Anand never thought in his dream was before his eye’s…The same lady Swan! He really could not believe his eyes. Is she the same nurse whom he encountered the very first day when he was going to meet Bhairvi in the hospital and the lady before whom he had totally surrendered like a mad person…even to the extent he had pursued her till her hostel…yes it was she, who came out of an Ambassador taxi along with Bhairvi. Anand was not in a position to face them together.His heart was beating quickly at seeing her with Bhairvi…was anything wrong? He felt a bit nervous; his movement towards the road side was very slow as if some one had taken his heart outside his body…What he will do if his one day old tale is told by the lady swan to Bhairvi, her close friend. Will he at all survive the chances of marrying with Bhairvi after it. He was speechless. His brain was hot…his body almost trembling..! What is going to happen now..?
Anand had to receive his guests formally. Bhairvi with her friend…and Anand on the other end..!
‘Anand meet my only good friend of Bhopal…She met me recently. 'I am miss Devine Fer….and before she completed her sentence, she became conscious…but then within a second’s time ,she completed her broken words.. Miss Fernandes..!’She also looked at him with little stress but then smiled with softness, as if something …abnormally happened.
Anand with bit serious node told her Namaskar (hello).
‘What happened ,how both of you are so serious suddenly…as if you already knew each other and I am a wrong person to introduce you’ —Bhairvi expressed her feelings.
Before he could speak, Divine came forward in his defence.
‘Bhairvi you had already told me about Mr. Anand so many things... that I was rather excited to see him at the moment’. The new entrant in Anand’s life intelligently handled the situation…although from her inner heart Divine was not happy to see Anand, her friend’s future husband in this ‘Road Romeo’ situations..,still as a mature individual she wanted to observe his case in ‘wait and see’ stage.
Anand was feeling a sort of moral crises for which he was not at all prepared…still he also wanted to observe Bhairvi’s friend’s case in wait and see stage. Rather Anand and divine were moving on parallel boat…seeing and observing one another and keeping an attitude of-‘let it go naturally. As if it was going to be a joint venture for both of them…Bhairvi for few moments was not able to understand what was going inside in others mind…? Still she was purely concerned with her final target …to make Anand happy…and enjoy the company of Divine too who was her true friends of last one and half year… with whom she had shared each and every part of her private life as in divine she had real good faith so far…! Will she deliver the same good as of now she was doing it…Bhairvi was little bit nervous this time…why, perhaps she did not know !
Their destiny brought them to an old and ancient kingdom…Bhojpur …the grand historic sight of the old capital of the famous king Bhoj witnessed the greatest architectural beauty of medieval Hindu creativity…and besides the vast Shiv-Ling, there was a small township and the quit flowing of the river Betwa in a valley surrounded by forest... It was the closest sight of glamorous grandeur and could be the best place to visit along with Anand as suggested by her friend Divine.
Even she took fast initiative in arranging for an Ambassador car for the opportunity. .Coincidentally she never thought in her dream that her Bhairvi’s Anand would be the same person whom she encountered in Hamidia two days back and had eye to eye contact which went deep in her heart and also touched her sensuously. .Had she known all this, she would have not come to see him ... suggested an excursion to the tourist point. At this juncture Divine was feeling herself guilty of this proposed visit which was definitely her move…and her friend Bhairvi innocently accepted that as an exciting idea, rather she felt flying like a crane in the blue skies of romance.. Moreover her best friend Divine was with her… what else she wanted.. And in real sense she was enjoying those golden moments of life with Anand with whom she was going to be married, by the end of the year. It was also not in her mind that the visit might open a new chapter in her life..!
All three of them reached Bhojpur. The moment Anand came out of the Ambassador taxi, he felt as if he had come to a dreamland. The site was mesmerising. The time Bhairvi Chosen for coming over there was no doubt imaginative.
They reached the historic site named after Raja Bhoj. The sleeping town was founded by the legendary Parmar king of Dhar in the eleventh centaury, as Anand Known it later after reading the monument plate put by Archaeological Survey of India.
Very close to the new capital of Madhya Predesh, Bhojpur was perhaps the best site, renowned for the remains of its magnificent Shiv temple, which has earned the nomenclature of the Somnath of the east. The temple is known as the Bhojeswar. It was never completed and the earthen ramp used to raise it to dome level still stands.
While Anand was busy in the study of the inscription, Bhairvi started taking photographs of the surrounding area. Anand was taken aback, when he had seen Bhairvi at the top of his head over a rock taking his photograph, without telling him to he prepared for the pose. Was she that professional? He thought. There was hardly two feet distance between Bharivi and him and she took a top angle of Anand, also covering Divine who was very close in background in blue silk sari and matching boat necked black blouse, the back side showing gracefully the lower part of her neck, could be very well compared with the long neck of water pot 'Surahee.' She was wearing blue, black and yellow colored bangles only in one hand; the other hand was beautifully decorated by a golden sketch of a bracelet.
Anand was lost in dreams. Divine was looking like a Matsya-Kanya (mythical fisher-girl) ... and the whole area was really giving him a feeling of some grand river shore... Bhairvi had attempted close-up, long distance shots, even artistic portraits of Anand and Divine, taking the best advantage of the platform which was above eight feet from the passage, where they were standing and moving, giving her opportunity to explore her hidden talent of her inborn photographer. She definitely proved within few moments a professional lady camera person, having used zoom lenses of different dimensions within a very short span of time, she gave Anand no time to thinck, as how and from where all this photographic talent had imbibed in Bhairvi ?... After taking 10-15 snaps she came down and joined them.
"So that way you have proved yourself a professional photographer Bhairvi..? Anand told her.
"No I am not that professional, of late I realized that I should learn Photography, my father has given me his old Nicon with good number of tale lenses, Bhairvi told Anand all this in a flow as if she was waiting for this moment in her life. She was excited, after taking good shots to her choice .To her, the angle and deapth played an important role for selecting spots...and one top angle of Anand with Divine was fantastic where only the Semi-circle, cut porson of her blouse exposing her front covered with colored bangles ever shadowing the reflecting beauty of her out-bursting bosoms with cute eyes had been captured.... and that to at the time when Anand was busy in reading the inscription of ASI put on the plinth level of the passage. The new born photographer Bhairvi believed in spontaneity and she gave no time to her object to pose for her camera, she wanted natural settings. And after this show of Bhairvi, Anand also took out his canon and requested to Bhairvi and Divine to pose for him against the backdrop of the lingam in the sanctum, raised to awe-inspiring height of more than seven feet with a circumference beyond anybody's imagination, set upon a massive platform and composed of three super imposed limestone blocks. Anand realised that the whole architectural grandeurs, harmonizing the lingam, platform and two living beauties Bhairvi and Divine created a superb synthesis of solidity and lightness. Anand was also happy to capture in his camera the beauties of the 21st centuary with the best setting of temple architecture of 11th, 13th centaury.
"So you use Canon - Divine asked Anand, her first question of the morning, excursion session.
"Ya, from the day I picked up Camera, Canon became my life partner - Anand replied looking at Bhairvi, who was observing him talking with Divine.
But now your life partner is going to be changed... Divine asked him smilingly giving stress to her words.
"She (Bhairvi) is not going to replace the camera, I am sure she will not be jealous of my camera rather she will be complementary to my life.
"Anand my friend
‘Bhairvi are you going to join your duties from tomorrow?’ Anand asked her.
‘I don’t want to know about the next moment of my life. .I am at your disposal..do whatever you like. I even don’t know what I’ll do after you leave me alone. ..again…It’s all beyond my tolerance now.. Please help me to come out from this madness’.. Bhairvi started sobbing again. And Anand took her close in his arms.
Bhairvi I also feel. What life I have been living without you…Shall I tell it life..? Without you I am lifeless. .You are my energy dear, you are my only love now. .I left everything in my life…just in waiting and waiting for my Bhairav..! (Out of love Anand told her Bhairav not Bhairavi)..He brought her lips close to his lips and gave her a deep kiss.. This time Anand was lucky to have enjoyed the passionate kiss of her lady-love. In the darkness both of them merged with the nature…they became part of the nature..!
They had dinner together. With Bhairvi’s Papa and Mom with one erstwhile M.P, known to Bhairvi’s Papa, since the time he was state level Minister in the state Ministry that dinner was decided by the Minister himself just to show closeness and old ties with this South Indian family and to impress Anand of good prospects of marriage from their side…They had interesting talks regarding how Bhairvi’s father had come in touch with this purely ‘Barroot kaat Bhopali’ politician (son of the soil).Besides that the minister known about Anand’s credentials in an informal manner.
33/THE SAME LADY SWAN
Next morning Anand got a very early call. It was to his surprise that Bhairvi arranged for an outing at Bhojpur, the old site of king Bhoj and famous for India's biggest Shiv Lingam (Phalus of lord Shiva).She informed Anand that she would be reaching hotel Capital with one of her closest friend…also a nurse in Hamidia.
And what Anand never thought in his dream was before his eye’s…The same lady Swan! He really could not believe his eyes. Is she the same nurse whom he encountered the very first day when he was going to meet Bhairvi in the hospital and the lady before whom he had totally surrendered like a mad person…even to the extent he had pursued her till her hostel…yes it was she, who came out of an Ambassador taxi along with Bhairvi. Anand was not in a position to face them together.His heart was beating quickly at seeing her with Bhairvi…was anything wrong? He felt a bit nervous; his movement towards the road side was very slow as if some one had taken his heart outside his body…What he will do if his one day old tale is told by the lady swan to Bhairvi, her close friend. Will he at all survive the chances of marrying with Bhairvi after it. He was speechless. His brain was hot…his body almost trembling..! What is going to happen now..?
Anand had to receive his guests formally. Bhairvi with her friend…and Anand on the other end..!
‘Anand meet my only good friend of Bhopal…She met me recently. 'I am miss Devine Fer….and before she completed her sentence, she became conscious…but then within a second’s time ,she completed her broken words.. Miss Fernandes..!’She also looked at him with little stress but then smiled with softness, as if something …abnormally happened.
Anand with bit serious node told her Namaskar (hello).
‘What happened ,how both of you are so serious suddenly…as if you already knew each other and I am a wrong person to introduce you’ —Bhairvi expressed her feelings.
Before he could speak, Divine came forward in his defence.
‘Bhairvi you had already told me about Mr. Anand so many things... that I was rather excited to see him at the moment’. The new entrant in Anand’s life intelligently handled the situation…although from her inner heart Divine was not happy to see Anand, her friend’s future husband in this ‘Road Romeo’ situations..,still as a mature individual she wanted to observe his case in ‘wait and see’ stage.
Anand was feeling a sort of moral crises for which he was not at all prepared…still he also wanted to observe Bhairvi’s friend’s case in wait and see stage. Rather Anand and divine were moving on parallel boat…seeing and observing one another and keeping an attitude of-‘let it go naturally. As if it was going to be a joint venture for both of them…Bhairvi for few moments was not able to understand what was going inside in others mind…? Still she was purely concerned with her final target …to make Anand happy…and enjoy the company of Divine too who was her true friends of last one and half year… with whom she had shared each and every part of her private life as in divine she had real good faith so far…! Will she deliver the same good as of now she was doing it…Bhairvi was little bit nervous this time…why, perhaps she did not know !
Their destiny brought them to an old and ancient kingdom…Bhojpur …the grand historic sight of the old capital of the famous king Bhoj witnessed the greatest architectural beauty of medieval Hindu creativity…and besides the vast Shiv-Ling, there was a small township and the quit flowing of the river Betwa in a valley surrounded by forest... It was the closest sight of glamorous grandeur and could be the best place to visit along with Anand as suggested by her friend Divine.
Even she took fast initiative in arranging for an Ambassador car for the opportunity. .Coincidentally she never thought in her dream that her Bhairvi’s Anand would be the same person whom she encountered in Hamidia two days back and had eye to eye contact which went deep in her heart and also touched her sensuously. .Had she known all this, she would have not come to see him ... suggested an excursion to the tourist point. At this juncture Divine was feeling herself guilty of this proposed visit which was definitely her move…and her friend Bhairvi innocently accepted that as an exciting idea, rather she felt flying like a crane in the blue skies of romance.. Moreover her best friend Divine was with her… what else she wanted.. And in real sense she was enjoying those golden moments of life with Anand with whom she was going to be married, by the end of the year. It was also not in her mind that the visit might open a new chapter in her life..!
All three of them reached Bhojpur. The moment Anand came out of the Ambassador taxi, he felt as if he had come to a dreamland. The site was mesmerising. The time Bhairvi Chosen for coming over there was no doubt imaginative.
They reached the historic site named after Raja Bhoj. The sleeping town was founded by the legendary Parmar king of Dhar in the eleventh centaury, as Anand Known it later after reading the monument plate put by Archaeological Survey of India.
Very close to the new capital of Madhya Predesh, Bhojpur was perhaps the best site, renowned for the remains of its magnificent Shiv temple, which has earned the nomenclature of the Somnath of the east. The temple is known as the Bhojeswar. It was never completed and the earthen ramp used to raise it to dome level still stands.
While Anand was busy in the study of the inscription, Bhairvi started taking photographs of the surrounding area. Anand was taken aback, when he had seen Bhairvi at the top of his head over a rock taking his photograph, without telling him to he prepared for the pose. Was she that professional? He thought. There was hardly two feet distance between Bharivi and him and she took a top angle of Anand, also covering Divine who was very close in background in blue silk sari and matching boat necked black blouse, the back side showing gracefully the lower part of her neck, could be very well compared with the long neck of water pot 'Surahee.' She was wearing blue, black and yellow colored bangles only in one hand; the other hand was beautifully decorated by a golden sketch of a bracelet.
Anand was lost in dreams. Divine was looking like a Matsya-Kanya (mythical fisher-girl) ... and the whole area was really giving him a feeling of some grand river shore... Bhairvi had attempted close-up, long distance shots, even artistic portraits of Anand and Divine, taking the best advantage of the platform which was above eight feet from the passage, where they were standing and moving, giving her opportunity to explore her hidden talent of her inborn photographer. She definitely proved within few moments a professional lady camera person, having used zoom lenses of different dimensions within a very short span of time, she gave Anand no time to thinck, as how and from where all this photographic talent had imbibed in Bhairvi ?... After taking 10-15 snaps she came down and joined them.
"So that way you have proved yourself a professional photographer Bhairvi..? Anand told her.
"No I am not that professional, of late I realized that I should learn Photography, my father has given me his old Nicon with good number of tale lenses, Bhairvi told Anand all this in a flow as if she was waiting for this moment in her life. She was excited, after taking good shots to her choice .To her, the angle and deapth played an important role for selecting spots...and one top angle of Anand with Divine was fantastic where only the Semi-circle, cut porson of her blouse exposing her front covered with colored bangles ever shadowing the reflecting beauty of her out-bursting bosoms with cute eyes had been captured.... and that to at the time when Anand was busy in reading the inscription of ASI put on the plinth level of the passage. The new born photographer Bhairvi believed in spontaneity and she gave no time to her object to pose for her camera, she wanted natural settings. And after this show of Bhairvi, Anand also took out his canon and requested to Bhairvi and Divine to pose for him against the backdrop of the lingam in the sanctum, raised to awe-inspiring height of more than seven feet with a circumference beyond anybody's imagination, set upon a massive platform and composed of three super imposed limestone blocks. Anand realised that the whole architectural grandeurs, harmonizing the lingam, platform and two living beauties Bhairvi and Divine created a superb synthesis of solidity and lightness. Anand was also happy to capture in his camera the beauties of the 21st centuary with the best setting of temple architecture of 11th, 13th centaury.
"So you use Canon - Divine asked Anand, her first question of the morning, excursion session.
"Ya, from the day I picked up Camera, Canon became my life partner - Anand replied looking at Bhairvi, who was observing him talking with Divine.
But now your life partner is going to be changed... Divine asked him smilingly giving stress to her words.
"She (Bhairvi) is not going to replace the camera, I am sure she will not be jealous of my camera rather she will be complementary to my life.
"Anand my friend
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