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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so much that they had decided to spent the entire coming weak without clothes on...they laughed on their own idea as Anand holding a post of Central Minister decided to act in these fantasies...he would be definitely replying the telephones in his nude posture too that was all funny to think but they really enjoyed the new discovery of being naked... but all these ideas and the bed of roses enjoyed by them just one day before turned ugly and prickly suddenly.
It was really a sad day for him. There was some noise outside his old house
He came in the balcny.The noise was penetrating his ears creating harsh metallic sounds, coming from the garrage end.The voice was terror sick.loud enough to wake him. It was mixed with some cry of a lady. Anand was in his half sleep and when he got up from the bed he was surprised to see that Bhairvi was missing from the bed… He got scared and jumped from the bed, came out hurriedly and ran towards the voice resembling Bhairvi’s voice… why she is crying? He was breathless.It was an intolerable sensation. Where she might be? What happened to her? He was in excitement and wanted replies of these questions in one word…He moved fast.
There were fast movements and activities of Guards outside his house in the dim light of morning sun. Perhaps some worse thing happened to him… he thought and again cried “Who’s there? His voice became violent when he called- G- U- A- R- D. By the time Anand reached there in the direction of cry of Bhairvi…all was over…
She hanged herself with the help of a strong rope used in the servant quarter by children of guards for swinging…It so seemed ,she already made the preliminary preparations for that…By her side the guards were standing in fear and innocence ..Anand felt completely blank and shaken, sunk and lost, completly dazed and frightened.Tears burst into his eyes.
It was the third Thursday of Anand as a State Home Minister in the newly formed cabinet…and his wife Bhairvi committed suicide.
55/AS DAYS PASSED
Most people forget the death in a very short time, because the life is bigger than the death. There is a saying in our country-‘Aaj mare, kal teesara din.’ One who takes birth will definitely die. The body and this world are like an Inn where no one stays permanently.
For two-three days there was terrific media coverage about the death of Bhairvi, the wife of the Home Minister Mr. Anand… there were stories and gossips here & there for few more days and ultimately this national lead in newspapers and electronic media became a blank page of history. He remembered many events of their happy married life where everything was going very smoothly and there was no space in their life which could give any indication of such a step by Bhairvi.
Anand remembered that romantic night in the desert with Bhairvi when he was in the hunting operation in the western part of Rajasthan...There was some information from IB that two Pakistani terrorists had already entered in the border area near Jaisalmer. That time he was enjoying the Desert festival listening to the melodious voice of Langas and Kalbelia nauth girls at famous and splendour sam Dunnes with Bhairvi as a special guest of Tourism Minister.And there was that sudden change due to urgency.He took her wife Bhairvi along with him to the nearby desert location by jeep stayed there over night in Bheemsinghji ki thaani to colect information about the infiltrators. That area was known for a very special breed of poisonous ''PEEVANA'' snake and when Bhairvi heard about the stories of that snake (who would attack anyone when in sleep and would intake all the oxygen cover of his targeted person till he isdead), she couldn't sleep whole the night and put herself on red-alert duty to save her 'husbaand' from any eventuality.
That way Bharvi always shielded him from evey angle in his life and Anand had to depend on his 'diplomatic' agenda at several occasions in terms of his family and social attributes… He always remained in internal conflicts, since his material desires were not limited to his wife alone; he struggled against his on self.
He met people, went to places, exchanged his views with others and found everywhere one common thing that everyone was struggling in his self style way… rather half way to fulfill his or her hidden desires. In his family or outside, Anand did not find the natural habitat of growth, that caused aggression and other dark, urges in him since his store-house of powerful, instinctive impulses, were never satisfied.
It was blind and ruthless search and he made the search through his intimate love and lust affairs with his partners… he realized that this was Universal search.
He was at the mercy of his sub-conscious, in many area of his life he was unaware of certain inside and outside factors which were beyond control. He was also not very malleable.
Anand was in deep stream of thoughts… scattered images gathered from direct or indirect involvements were taking irrational shapes. He was thinking about ‘archetypes, echoes…man’s primordial animal, pre-human and human heritage.’ A realm lying even deeper of “collective unconscious, Anand was convinced by what Jung told about human psychology, because it was not only useful but full of wisdom and constituted the experience of uncounted centuries.
Anand was confused about rebirth… but anyway he believed in the cyclic theory of time. Where there was no past, no present and no future as seen in the liner direction and so called straight line… in the subtlest moment of experience, he could feel it… his only existence… bare existence! And was sure about his life… this life… which he lived earlier and will live again… the same life with slight change.
He thought-‘Life was battle for everyone, both female and male; unfortunately no one wins the battle because they fight for “defeating one another”… not for winning…!’
In the eye of the world, Anand with all his love-birds had played games of life that brought them to an area of darkness and if anybody entered in to this black hole, there was almost no possibility of coming back to normal life. So far his another weakness, Sonal was concerned , he was being followed by her in shadows, his passion, evil and sexual animal living inside him was like 'a pashu Gayatri' of his previous birth . He was under the stress and some sort of domino effect always disturbing his activities since long. He was under the pressure of thinking of Sonal again and again and always on the similar lines.
Her attempts to commit suicide two to three times worried him most, and the helplessness of his being away from her from the scene, from her life to which, some time, he was almost a part. Sonal was becoming hysterical, she would cry in an uncontrolled way any time while working in the routine household affairs... Many times while cooking before a gas cylinder she felt victim of hysteria and behaved in an exaggerated way as if she was under gone shock... Anand had known all this through his very intimate friend Mr. Soni, who often came to meet him in Mumbai and Delhi, whenever he was on special duties.
Anand many times thought himself guilty of Sonal's such state of mental sickness... and that too caused disturbance in his mind and her internal clock of body was not being monitored timely…hence she lost her balance of life… since she was a weaker sex.
Sonal was reaching further into the dark recesses of her unconscious, expressing previously blocked suppressed emotions that surrounded her conscious mind was powerless to bring it to the surface.Sonal was developing Crying spells, anxiety and tension. She was suffering from depression as she was shaken at the time of attaining her middle age. She developed at this stage insomnia, sudden headaches and heart palpitations with some time psychologically combined in her feeling of sin due to extra-marital sex relation with Anand which were known to her only.
She was also disturbed by disturbances, which normally caused by harmonic imbalances although by this age she attended menopause which was a biological phenomena and that also caused physical aggressiveness in her. The changes were both awesome and bewildering that caused rapid and devastating upheavals.
She was almost becoming a psychopath and would not stop talking about anything particularly related his past. He also felt nervous whenever he thought of Sonal in particular. What made him think this? He felt no answer to it but a bodily sensation travelled in his body pointing to a rapid end, and consciousness of horror.Sonal was passing sleepless nights like him but her conditions were more serious. She had also developed the habit of forgetting things and blamed other persons of her family for any work which was executed by her several times; she put off lights of the house hastily, drank many glass of water but forgot within few minutes, what she was doing earlier. She would rush over to the open windows and murmured the name of Anand in her very early stage of mental disturbance. Oh, there was she! Standing before the window and fixing her eye’s for some unknown object even some times without her clothes wearing some old head-gear of her grand father and smiling against the mirror .For all that she was also taken to psychiatrists, Ojahs and other aids including going to temples and worshiping different Gods, Peers and contacting astrologers.
And after sometime she was also cured but little later some short of Hysteria developed in her and the cause remained unknown.She was on attack of melancholia.
Anand had passed beautiful days and nights with Sonal and he still smells the air fragrant with the scent of new-jasmine flowers which she used to decorate her hair. He still remembered the remote area of the Shiv Temple where she would often meet him during the evening time and they discussed the following noon programme.
Anand felt that in life everything was suspending in time…but like many things of beauty, his adolescent love was also becoming a deep concern, he asked again and again. . .
Anand heard about Sonal’s serious condition from Soni,the ex-manager of Gajner Palace hotel, a very closed friend of his old days who was his class fellow also and often met him in Mumbai or Delhi when ever he had program of staying in that city for more than a month due to his duties…. The news and the whereabouts of Sonal and her family always came to him through his this old friend.
56/VALLEY GAZING
Unfortunately in later life, Anand’s life was becoming more and more complicated. He was also informed about Sonal’s behavioural change, spreading its ugly tentacles. Her roseate glow faded very fast to dull whitish complexion to the extent that all of a sudden she became scared of seeing her own image against the mirror. She stopped going to vegetable vendor, her close relatives and even going to temple stopped suddenly.
In later years when Anand had to leave the city and go away from her life, one day o Sonal abruptly left in the middle of a marriage function of her cousin and went alone by a tonga to her old Haveli, unlocked it and opened the doors and windows of basement and gassed herself there for quite a long time, simply looking beyond the valley gazing the horizon…That all happened in her life after Anand left the city and she also had known that he had parallel relations with a Muslim girl Shaheen
It was really a sad day for him. There was some noise outside his old house
He came in the balcny.The noise was penetrating his ears creating harsh metallic sounds, coming from the garrage end.The voice was terror sick.loud enough to wake him. It was mixed with some cry of a lady. Anand was in his half sleep and when he got up from the bed he was surprised to see that Bhairvi was missing from the bed… He got scared and jumped from the bed, came out hurriedly and ran towards the voice resembling Bhairvi’s voice… why she is crying? He was breathless.It was an intolerable sensation. Where she might be? What happened to her? He was in excitement and wanted replies of these questions in one word…He moved fast.
There were fast movements and activities of Guards outside his house in the dim light of morning sun. Perhaps some worse thing happened to him… he thought and again cried “Who’s there? His voice became violent when he called- G- U- A- R- D. By the time Anand reached there in the direction of cry of Bhairvi…all was over…
She hanged herself with the help of a strong rope used in the servant quarter by children of guards for swinging…It so seemed ,she already made the preliminary preparations for that…By her side the guards were standing in fear and innocence ..Anand felt completely blank and shaken, sunk and lost, completly dazed and frightened.Tears burst into his eyes.
It was the third Thursday of Anand as a State Home Minister in the newly formed cabinet…and his wife Bhairvi committed suicide.
55/AS DAYS PASSED
Most people forget the death in a very short time, because the life is bigger than the death. There is a saying in our country-‘Aaj mare, kal teesara din.’ One who takes birth will definitely die. The body and this world are like an Inn where no one stays permanently.
For two-three days there was terrific media coverage about the death of Bhairvi, the wife of the Home Minister Mr. Anand… there were stories and gossips here & there for few more days and ultimately this national lead in newspapers and electronic media became a blank page of history. He remembered many events of their happy married life where everything was going very smoothly and there was no space in their life which could give any indication of such a step by Bhairvi.
Anand remembered that romantic night in the desert with Bhairvi when he was in the hunting operation in the western part of Rajasthan...There was some information from IB that two Pakistani terrorists had already entered in the border area near Jaisalmer. That time he was enjoying the Desert festival listening to the melodious voice of Langas and Kalbelia nauth girls at famous and splendour sam Dunnes with Bhairvi as a special guest of Tourism Minister.And there was that sudden change due to urgency.He took her wife Bhairvi along with him to the nearby desert location by jeep stayed there over night in Bheemsinghji ki thaani to colect information about the infiltrators. That area was known for a very special breed of poisonous ''PEEVANA'' snake and when Bhairvi heard about the stories of that snake (who would attack anyone when in sleep and would intake all the oxygen cover of his targeted person till he isdead), she couldn't sleep whole the night and put herself on red-alert duty to save her 'husbaand' from any eventuality.
That way Bharvi always shielded him from evey angle in his life and Anand had to depend on his 'diplomatic' agenda at several occasions in terms of his family and social attributes… He always remained in internal conflicts, since his material desires were not limited to his wife alone; he struggled against his on self.
He met people, went to places, exchanged his views with others and found everywhere one common thing that everyone was struggling in his self style way… rather half way to fulfill his or her hidden desires. In his family or outside, Anand did not find the natural habitat of growth, that caused aggression and other dark, urges in him since his store-house of powerful, instinctive impulses, were never satisfied.
It was blind and ruthless search and he made the search through his intimate love and lust affairs with his partners… he realized that this was Universal search.
He was at the mercy of his sub-conscious, in many area of his life he was unaware of certain inside and outside factors which were beyond control. He was also not very malleable.
Anand was in deep stream of thoughts… scattered images gathered from direct or indirect involvements were taking irrational shapes. He was thinking about ‘archetypes, echoes…man’s primordial animal, pre-human and human heritage.’ A realm lying even deeper of “collective unconscious, Anand was convinced by what Jung told about human psychology, because it was not only useful but full of wisdom and constituted the experience of uncounted centuries.
Anand was confused about rebirth… but anyway he believed in the cyclic theory of time. Where there was no past, no present and no future as seen in the liner direction and so called straight line… in the subtlest moment of experience, he could feel it… his only existence… bare existence! And was sure about his life… this life… which he lived earlier and will live again… the same life with slight change.
He thought-‘Life was battle for everyone, both female and male; unfortunately no one wins the battle because they fight for “defeating one another”… not for winning…!’
In the eye of the world, Anand with all his love-birds had played games of life that brought them to an area of darkness and if anybody entered in to this black hole, there was almost no possibility of coming back to normal life. So far his another weakness, Sonal was concerned , he was being followed by her in shadows, his passion, evil and sexual animal living inside him was like 'a pashu Gayatri' of his previous birth . He was under the stress and some sort of domino effect always disturbing his activities since long. He was under the pressure of thinking of Sonal again and again and always on the similar lines.
Her attempts to commit suicide two to three times worried him most, and the helplessness of his being away from her from the scene, from her life to which, some time, he was almost a part. Sonal was becoming hysterical, she would cry in an uncontrolled way any time while working in the routine household affairs... Many times while cooking before a gas cylinder she felt victim of hysteria and behaved in an exaggerated way as if she was under gone shock... Anand had known all this through his very intimate friend Mr. Soni, who often came to meet him in Mumbai and Delhi, whenever he was on special duties.
Anand many times thought himself guilty of Sonal's such state of mental sickness... and that too caused disturbance in his mind and her internal clock of body was not being monitored timely…hence she lost her balance of life… since she was a weaker sex.
Sonal was reaching further into the dark recesses of her unconscious, expressing previously blocked suppressed emotions that surrounded her conscious mind was powerless to bring it to the surface.Sonal was developing Crying spells, anxiety and tension. She was suffering from depression as she was shaken at the time of attaining her middle age. She developed at this stage insomnia, sudden headaches and heart palpitations with some time psychologically combined in her feeling of sin due to extra-marital sex relation with Anand which were known to her only.
She was also disturbed by disturbances, which normally caused by harmonic imbalances although by this age she attended menopause which was a biological phenomena and that also caused physical aggressiveness in her. The changes were both awesome and bewildering that caused rapid and devastating upheavals.
She was almost becoming a psychopath and would not stop talking about anything particularly related his past. He also felt nervous whenever he thought of Sonal in particular. What made him think this? He felt no answer to it but a bodily sensation travelled in his body pointing to a rapid end, and consciousness of horror.Sonal was passing sleepless nights like him but her conditions were more serious. She had also developed the habit of forgetting things and blamed other persons of her family for any work which was executed by her several times; she put off lights of the house hastily, drank many glass of water but forgot within few minutes, what she was doing earlier. She would rush over to the open windows and murmured the name of Anand in her very early stage of mental disturbance. Oh, there was she! Standing before the window and fixing her eye’s for some unknown object even some times without her clothes wearing some old head-gear of her grand father and smiling against the mirror .For all that she was also taken to psychiatrists, Ojahs and other aids including going to temples and worshiping different Gods, Peers and contacting astrologers.
And after sometime she was also cured but little later some short of Hysteria developed in her and the cause remained unknown.She was on attack of melancholia.
Anand had passed beautiful days and nights with Sonal and he still smells the air fragrant with the scent of new-jasmine flowers which she used to decorate her hair. He still remembered the remote area of the Shiv Temple where she would often meet him during the evening time and they discussed the following noon programme.
Anand felt that in life everything was suspending in time…but like many things of beauty, his adolescent love was also becoming a deep concern, he asked again and again. . .
Anand heard about Sonal’s serious condition from Soni,the ex-manager of Gajner Palace hotel, a very closed friend of his old days who was his class fellow also and often met him in Mumbai or Delhi when ever he had program of staying in that city for more than a month due to his duties…. The news and the whereabouts of Sonal and her family always came to him through his this old friend.
56/VALLEY GAZING
Unfortunately in later life, Anand’s life was becoming more and more complicated. He was also informed about Sonal’s behavioural change, spreading its ugly tentacles. Her roseate glow faded very fast to dull whitish complexion to the extent that all of a sudden she became scared of seeing her own image against the mirror. She stopped going to vegetable vendor, her close relatives and even going to temple stopped suddenly.
In later years when Anand had to leave the city and go away from her life, one day o Sonal abruptly left in the middle of a marriage function of her cousin and went alone by a tonga to her old Haveli, unlocked it and opened the doors and windows of basement and gassed herself there for quite a long time, simply looking beyond the valley gazing the horizon…That all happened in her life after Anand left the city and she also had known that he had parallel relations with a Muslim girl Shaheen
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