Ganges

BACKDROP - Ganga (Ganges) is Parvati's (Shiva's wife) sister. She is the personification of the water body in India which still exists. In the Hindu allegory,it is said that when Bhagirath (Forefather of Shri Ram, i.e, a God in Hinduism) did Tapasya (prayer) for Ganga to come on the Earth, since his all forefathers needed Ganga to get Mukti (Liberation) after their death. At that time Ganga said she couldn't come to the Earth, because Earth can't hold the force of Ganga, when she falls from the heavens and that the Earth will be destroyed. Then, Bhagirath prayed to Lord Shiva for a solution. All the Gods and Goddesses came to the conclusion that Lord Shiva will hold Ganga in his hair when she falls, so that Earth is able to bear her weight. Ganga agreed for the same and said that since, she is going to touch Shiva, he will have to marry her. So, he did the same. 

This was in middle of Satya yuga and Treta yuga. 

The poem that you are about to read below is written from Ganga's point of view about her journey from Shiva's hair to the Earth.


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I adorn the locks of the Almighty,
Who married my sister;
The Almighty of all good,
Along with the sinister.

I stay with him as a child,
Forever so protected,
Even when my sister isn't near,
With him I can be detected.

But,when I embark my way to Earth.
Parting from my saviour,
I may be leaving him,
Yet he is always near.

                                                                         ( Ganga )

From the highest tip of his head,
High as the Kailash peak,
Parting into two, around his face.
I delicately sneak.

I take the way through his temples,
And not past his eyes,
Not to blur his merciful vision,
For which the world cries,

Next I drop down from his cheekbones,
Like the Himalayan waterfalls,
Mesmerised by his serpent,
Which around his neck crawls.

And I meet again
But only at his chin,
Avoiding his inerrant lips
Which belong to my kin.



From then I have a freefall,
Witnessing his chest,
Where his hands are placed together,
Like a comfortable nest.

I fall into them elegantly,
I feel no pain at all,
And he pours me onto the Earth,
Which compared to him is small.

I bid adieu and shed a tear,
Which dissolved in me,
I am now to be exploited,
Parting from the heavenly.

If I could forever,
Stay in Lord's presence,
I wouldn't think twice,
But I need his acceptance.


He won't let me stay,
I've a purpose to fulfill,
The reason I'm created,
Yet mistreated still.

And, I live with the hope,
To unite with him once more,
And till then these desires,
Will rest inside my core.

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