O legenda din Rajasthan (tinutul proto-tiganilor). Sau cum iubirea invinge si la ce e buna casta muzicantilor.
Pentru ca
where there is a will there is a way.Un tâlc:
Dhola Maru ar fi
Romeo Julieta indian (gitan). Nu exista
si, ca sa fie clar.
Cum am inceput sa i-o povestesc nepoticii mele:
Am sa iti povestesc o legenda dintr-un tinut indepartat din nord-vestul Indiei, in apropierea unui intins desert, desertul Thar. Desert inseamna un loc cuprins numai de nisip cat vezi cu ochii si strabatut din cand in cand de oameni calare pe camile. Tinutul acesta indepartat se numeste Rajasthan, adica Pamantul regilor, in limba Dingal, limba vechilor povestitori ai Rajasthanului, limba in care este cantata si povestita aceasta legenda si probabil limba in care vorbeau oamenii din aceasta frumoasa poveste.
Cantecul povestii acesteia este cantat de Sakur Khan. Este cel mai mare dintre cei 9 copii ai familiei in care s-a nascut, in satucul indepartat Sato, in apropiere de granita cu Pakistanul. A invatat muzica impreuna cu bunicul sau, Ustad Nadir Khan si cu tatal sau, Ustad Nassan Khan.
Acum mai trebuie sa stii ca India este o tara mare in care oamenii sunt grupati in caste, adica nu pot trai amestecati : fermierii traiesc impreuna cu fermierii, macelarii impreuna cu macelarii, profesorii cu profesorii si bineinteles muzicantii impreuna cu muzicantii. Ca sa se deosebeasca de celelalte caste sau meserii, muzicantii si-au adaugat la nume Kahn. Cand cineva se numeste si Khan, atunci toata lumea va sti ca el este muzicant. Si il va chema sa cante la sarbatori, nunti si la petrecerile din familia sa.
http://media.putfile.com/Dhola-MaruVoua, ca sunteti mari, va reproduc diversele variante ale povestii in engl. Si pentru prichinei si prichindute, il pun mai tarziu adaptat in romana (la Clubul celor mici).
In the Indian desert kingdom of Pingul lived a young woman named Maru. Nightly in her dreams she saw the same young man. When she questioned her mother, she was told that as an infant she had been married to a boy named Dhola. But a demon had put a curse on the marriage, saying that if Dhola came to collect her, the gate of her father’s court would fall on him. Her mother told her to ignore her dreams. Meanwhile, none of the girls in Pingul could consummate their marriage, for none was allowed to have her ceremony of leaving her father’s house until Maru’s was held! The kingdom was filled with crying young women desperate to be united with their husbands.
Back in the kingdom of Narwar, Dhola was kept ignorant of his first marriage. His parents were afraid that if knew of it, he might try to leave for Pingul. Instead they arranged a second marriage with Rewa, a magician’s daughter. Rewa too was determined to prevent Dhola from learning of Maru.
Maru, meanwhile, was determined to communicate with Dhola. She tied a letter to the neck of a parrot and sent it off to Narwar. Landing in the garden, the parrot was found by Rewa. She read the letter, hit it in her box and put the parrot in a cage. Eventually escaping, the parrot returned to Pingul where Maru tied a second letter on its neck. This time Dhola found the parrot in the garden of Narwar.
Dhola was amazed to learn that he had a bride in Pingul and was determined to reach her. But Rewa was equally determined to keep him imprisoned. She drugged his food so that his brain was addled and every night, she made him sleep with his finger in her mouth, so she would know if he left her side!
Now in the Narwar stable was a camel that had come from Pingul. It was a flying camel! Everyday it would fly to Pingul a hundred miles away to graze. At night it would return to the Narwar stable. Dhola knew that if he could reach the stable, he could escape on the camel.
For several days he managed to avoid eating any food given him by Rewa, and without the drugs, his senses sharpened. Taking a stick, he carved a wooden finger that he placed in Rewa’s mouth that night. Once she slept, he rose quietly and fled to the stable where he mounted the wonderful flying camel. As Dhola and the camel flew in the sky, Rewa awoke. Racing to the courtyard, she caught the tail of the camel, forcing Dhola to slice it off with his sword – hence camels have short tails!
By morning, Dhola had reached the garden of Pingul. Seeing the flower grower there, he asked for Maru. She arrived with a group of other girls, and Dhola wasn’t sure which was his wife! So he said that the real Maru must give him a drink of water from the well in the garden, but in a cup made of string! Only a devoted wife who regularly worshipped the powerful gods, would be able to do this task. Maru took a cup made of strings, filled it with water, and gave it to Dhola.
Before they could leave Pingul, Dhola had to go to the fort to greet her parents, risking death at the gate. Riding on his camel with Maru, praying to the gods and goddesses, he charged at the gate, which collapsed behind him. He had beaten the demon’s curse. Then Dhola and Maru returned to his kingdom of Narwar, riding back on the wonderful flying camel!A long time ago there was a small kingdom called Poogal in which lived a king called Pingal. One day he decided to have his infant daughter Maru married off to Dhola, the son of Nal, the king of Narwar and his good friend. So Dhola and Maru got married at childhood but before they attained adulthood Nal died, and not surprisingly his son Dhola forgot the marriage vows he had exchanged with Maru at birth. So Dhola got married again to Malwani, while Maru pined away for him as her father king Pingal sent umpteen messages to Dhola which he never received as his wife Malwani had all the messengers either arrested or bumped off.
Maru got through to Dhola finally through a group of folk singers, and Dhola on learning about his first wife started off for Poogal immediately. However the cunning Malwani was not going to let the two childhood sweethearts meet if she could help it. As Dhola set off she sent word through a messenger that she had died and Dhola ought to hurry back. Dhola not oblivious of the ways of Malwani saw the lie for what it was and carried on. His journey to Poogal was uneventful apart from an inopportune encounter with Umar Sumar, the leader of a band of robbers who tried to persuade him that his wife Maru had been married off to somebody else. Umar Sumar was himself very keen on Maru, but Dhola was having none of it. He arrived at Poogal to a tumultuous welcome and Dhola and Maru were united at last. However the star-crossed lovers’ troubles were not over yet.
On the way back to Narwar, Maru was stung by a desert snake and died. Overwhelmed with grief Dhola decide to become the first ‘male sati’ in Rajput history by ascending the funeral pyre of his wife. But was saved in the nick of time by a yogi and yogini who claimed that they could bring Maru back to life. They played their musical instruments, and believe it or not these modern day seers actually brought back Maru to life, similar to what Jesus Christ did to Lazarus in the Bible. But the remarkable story doesn’t end here. Enter the villain of the piece Umar Sumar once again. He hadn’t rid himself of his infatuation for Maru and invited the gullible couple to spend an evening with them. However the couple’s fairy godmother was obviously working overtime and again they were warned of the dacoit’s evil intentions, this time by some folk singers. Whereupon the couple jumped atop their camel and made off for Malwa in double quick time. and like all Cinderella-endings, the couple along with Malwani lived happily ever after. When you visit the Takhat Vilas and see the murals depicted there remember the Dhola-Maru story- a legend repeated all over Rajasthan.
The legend of Dhola and Maru is the Indian version of the Romeo-Juliet saga (also see Jodhpur: Mehrangarh fort). The princess Maru was from a place called Pugal near Bikaner while Dhola was the young and handsome prince of Gwalior. A terrible drought in Pugal made Maru’s (then two year old) father shift to Gwalior, which was ruled by his friend, the father of Dhola. He stayed there for three years and before leaving for his hometown, the two kings each promised to get their children married to each other. However, after a span of 20 years all promises were forgotten and Maru was betrothed to a man called Umra.
But destiny prevailed, and a bard from Pugal who had travelled to Gwalior sang at the royal court about the childhood betrothal of Dhola and Maru. After listening to the song Dhola fell hook, line and sinker for the virtuous princess Maru. With love in his eyes Dhola beagn wooing Maru who also fell in love with the handsome Dhola. Where two hearts collide there has to be an outcome, and so they decided to run away. Umra came to know about their plans and went after them with his brother Sumra. The eloping lovers on their camel with their bows arrows were no match for the Umra-Sumra brothers who had guns. However, they were able to evade the evil brothers and took refuge in a forest. Unfortunately Dhola was bitten by a snake and died on the spot. Maru, thus cheated by her lover, proceeded to weep to death.
Luck favoured Maru and her cries were heard by Lord Shiva and his consort Parvati. Parvati requested her husband to revive Dhola and thus by divine intervention the lovers were united to live happily ever after.
Apparently a long time ago there was a small kingdom called Poogal in which lived a king called Pingal. One day he decided to have his infant daughter Maru married off to Dhola, the son of Nal, the king of Narwar and his good friend. So Dhola and Maru got married at childhood but before they attained adulthood Nal died, and not surprisingly his son Dhola forgot the marriage vows he had exchanged with Maru at birth. So Dhola got married again to Malwani, while Maru pined away for him as her father king Pingal sent umpteen messages to Dhola which he never received as his wife Malwani had all the messengers either arrested or bumped off.
Maru got through to Dhola finally through a group of folk singers, and Dhola on learning about his first wife started off for Poogal immediately. However the cunning Malwani was not going to let the two childhood sweethearts meet if she could help it. As Dhola set off she sent word through a messenger that she had died and Dhola ought to hurry back. Dhola not oblivious of the ways of Malwani saw the lie for what it was and carried on. His journey to Poogal was uneventful apart from an inopportune encounter with Umar Sumar, the leader of a band of robbers who tried to persuade him that his wife Maru had been married off to somebody else. Umar Sumar was himself very keen on Maru, but Dhola was having none of it. He arrived at Poogal to a tumultuous welcome and Dhola and Maru were united at last. However the star-crossed lovers’ troubles were not over yet.
On the way back to Narwar, Maru was stung by a desert snake and died. Overwhelmed with grief Dhola decide to become the first ‘male sati’ in Rajput history by ascending the funeral pyre of his wife. But was saved in the nick of time by a yogi and yogini who claimed that they could bring Maru back to life. They played their musical instruments, and believe it or not these modern day seers actually brought back Maru to life, similar to what Jesus Christ did to Lazarus in the Bible. But the remarkable story doesn’t end here. Enter the villain of the piece Umar Sumar once again. He hadn’t rid himself of his infatuation for Maru and invited the gullible couple to spend an evening with them. However the couple’s fairy godmother was obviously working overtime and again they were warned of the dacoit’s evil intentions, this time by some folk singers. Whereupon the couple jumped atop their camel and made off for Malwa in double quick time. and like all Cinderella-endings, the couple along with Malwani lived happily ever after. When you visit the Takhat Vilas and see the murals depicted there remember the Dhola-Maru story- a legend repeated all over Rajasthan.
