The Daughter of the Mountain

She was the princess of the mountains. Her childhood was spent in Rishi Dadhichi's Ashram hearing the tales of one great man. When she was just three the Rishi gave her a statue and said,
"This is your husband princess. When you are ready you will meet him, and only you can convince him to marry you"
She understood very less of what the great sage meant then.

Years passed by as she grew up hearing stories of how he gave her sister a purpose in life, how he had lost his love and how he has saved lives. Sixteen-year-old Gauri now dreams of meeting him every day, imagining how he will be as she chanted his praise at the temples. Her parents grew worried as she reached the age of getting married. They approached the sages for help. The sages in turn seek help from the wise old man who advised her to seek his love through meditation.
Thus began the greatest and most difficult part of her life. Her journey from the princess of a luxurious palace to the cave hermit. Her penance lasted days and months until an old man interrupted her seeking alms. As she gave him the last part of the food she had gathered for herself he said "Why are you seeking love from a man who has nothing? No home, no riches, no love to offer. Go home Princess and marry a Prince"
" He is the one I have loved ever since I understood love. I will not give up on him till my last breath"
He appeared pleased and replied " I had come to test you, princess, I will go to your father and ask him for your hand. Go home"
Surprised at the fact that she did not realize the old man was Shiva himself testing her in disguise.
The wedding festivities continued for days and the whole Aryavarta celebrated. But she did not get a chance to talk to him among the crowd of Gods and commoners who witnessed the holy union. The night before their departure to her new home she sat on the Balcony of her palace in a melancholy mood. It was their first night away from the celebrations. He was in one corner meditating.
He took her home. His home was the open skyline and endless meadows. His home was the Kailash Mountains at Manasarovar. Her luxurious palace life and her princess ways were left behind.
Days and months turned to years, he was her Guru and she, his Shishya but they were in a very respected yet formal relationship. Her care made the mountains his home. Yet something in him feared losing her. She was so much like his first wife yet so different. She knew how he resisted love because he feared being hurt again. He always blamed himself for his first wife's death and hence stayed away from her. Their family grew up with two sons and a daughter. He learned to care for her. But deep inside there was this emptiness for him. She looked into his empty eyes and wondered what was so special in his first love.

The mountain life was not easy. She learned how to tame wild animals and use their help without hurting them. He always told her that using power should be the last option. Time and again travellers were singing praises of her beauty. She ignored some, and he punished a few. Apsaras came wishing to marry him, she felt jealous. Somewhere in this possessiveness and jealousy, there was untold unexpressed love.

He was a perfect husband who respected and gave importance to her opinion more than his. She was the perfect wife who did everything only with her husband's consent. Maidens wanted husbands like him, and men wanted wives like her. Their marital success became an example for Aryavarta. Never did they lack fidelity. Yet somewhere there was this line of past in between that never made their love as successful as their marriage. Her marriage with her is worshipped all over the world till today yet his love for his first wife is remembered with a sad note everywhere.

The Queen of Mewar

There have been many versions, folktales and local stories in Rajputana on their Kings and Queens. None of these versions is, however, historical as history only mentions her as wife to Maharana Pratap, his consort and Queen Mother to Amar Singh. She was busy making a garland when Ratnawati rushed inside, hardly able to breathe. Concerned, the elder sister stopped her work and looked at her panting young sibling. " What is it? What's wrong?" "Jija maa sa is not letting me go to the haat mela alone. Please come with me, I need to buy some bangles." The spoiled younger one pleaded. " Wait, let me do my aarti first, then we can go." The reluctant Ratnawati sat down impatiently. In another room, their mother was helping their father get ready for the day. He was the Samant of Bijolia, the representative of the Rana of Mewar. Throughout the day he had to deal with administrative problems in Bijolia and give people justice, but today he had something...

Jauhar: All You Need to Know

“We have no Knowledge of the beginning and end of the world, the first and last of this ancient book has fallen out” Abu Talib Karim Rightly said by the poet laureate of Emperor Shah Jahan above, we do not actually know the beginning and end of anything in the universe, be it the traditions, culture or human race, or the world. What we know are fragments of the past we extract out of evidence. It is in vain to try and determine the first and last of something. For the past few months owing to some media hype on Jauhar, many of you had asked me questions. I tried to answer most of them. However, a lot remained unsaid and unwritten. Mostly because some things are impossible to put into words. But here I try my best. Today is a very significant day in history. On the 23 rd of February 1568, the world saw the last “Jauhar” of Chittorgarh, recorded in the medieval history of India. Akbar had invaded Mewar and the siege of four months ended in the Saka. There was no better day for...

The Warrior Bride

Kelwa/Kailwa is a small village situated around two hours away from Chittorgarh and an hour from Lake Pichola. It was mainly inhabited by the Rathores and ruled by the Chundawat clan, who were once the rulers of Mewar. One chief of Kelwa, was Rawat Sihaji Singh Chundawat. He was a very close ally of Rana Sanga. His son Jaga Singhji too died fighting for Rana Udai Singhji in one war with the Afghans in 1555 AD. Kelwa’s heir was the minor child of Jaga Singhji and his widow Sajjan Bai Songara Chauhan. Being from the clan of the Chauhan Rajputs, she was a warrior at heart. From the early age of about four, her only son was brought up under his uncle Naga Singhji, to fight for his motherland and serve it like all other Mewaris. Fatta (Patta), as fondly called by everyone was a deft warrior even before he reached his teens. His name and bravery spread across the land, to Rana Udai Singh’s ears in Chittorgarh. He was also the nephew to Ranaji’s close aide Rawat Chundawatji. Upon the order of...

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Let me start by saying, this is a representation of history and folklore in my own words, trying to show how great a soul this lady was. And let me start with a line here. “Naari Ki Balidaano Ko Sadev Bhulta Aya hai Itihas.” Yes, most women lay forgotten in the pages of history, only alive through the folklore and local tales that fail to reach the pages of books due to a lack of historical evidence. Their names don’t remain, but their haunting hand prints on the fort walls before Jauhar, their names on inscriptions as daughter, wife and mother, often make us wonder, who were they, how were they and how were their lives! Historically, the only thing we know about Maharani Jaivanta Bai Songara, princess of Jallore and queen of Mewar is that she was the first queen of Rana Udai Singh II, the mother of most probably her only son Maharana Pratap and daughter of ally of Rana Sanga, Akshay Raj of Jallore. Apart from that her entire life has no historical existence and is spun on ...

Teeja Saka Chittor Ra

23rd February 1568. The sun rose on the eastern horizon, not with the hope of a new day. But, with the horror of what was to follow. The first rays of the Sun God were met by the chants of “Jai Bhavani!” that echoed in the air of Chittorgarh. The Mewaris knew it was time. Four months back, when the Mughals camped at the base of the fort, a helpless Chittorgarh had watched. Rana Udai Singh had left with his closest aides to make the new city westwards, his capital. If rumours were to be believed, he had left behind a cavalry of 8000 soldiers, under Rao Jaimal of Merta and Rawat Patta of Kelwa to look over the fort. He had also left behind some of his lesser queens and infant princes, as an assurance to the people that Chittorgarh was invincible. Their safety and hope had lived in Kunwar Pratap. Truth be said, they had already taken the crown Prince as their King. Ever since Ranisa had left with him till he became the Senapati, he had time and again proved to be a better lead...

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Many of you have read my fan fiction as well as historical representations of the life and times of Maharana Pratap Singh of Mewar. I provided small details of his life in many articles. But never have I ever made a separate historical post on him. It is very difficult to put together his life without the help of folklore because historical evidence is scarce. This one was requested and hence here it goes. Needless to say, this one is very special. This is a blend of history and folklore. Leave your love. ❤️ Background and Birth: The year was 1540. Mewar was under a cloud of uncertainty. Banbir, their ruler for four years now, was a very incompetent ruler who always spent his time in luxury, drinking and dancing with girls. The crown prince Udai Singh was rumoured to be killed by him. Chittorgarh was in darkness. Around March 1540, Mewar once again saw hope as some trusted generals along Mewar with Kunwar Udai Singh attacked Chittorgarh taking Banbir by surprise. He was soon to re...

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T his is written based on folklore. This is a representative work of fiction and not claiming any historical happening in the conversations. This is to show the spirit of the women of Rajputana. The year 1657. Shah Jahan had taken ill and was rumoured to be dying in Agra Fort. He was about eighty and the pressure of having an empire had taken a toll on his body. The seat of power was slowly shifting from Agra to Delhi since the prominence of the Laal Quila had increased and if the news spread was to be believed his sons were in a battle for the throne already. It was time each king chose sides once again. Dara Sikhoh was the eldest and the righteous Heir to the throne. He was believed to be a man who held high morals and was hence respected by the enemies and alliances as well. Aurangzeb was his sibling and the youngest of the brothers. Short tempered and cunning he was always dreaded by the court. As Shah Jahan took ill, Aurangzeb took this as a golden opportunity to wage ...

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