Stoned!

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The beauty of the night matched your mysterious eyes as your voice with the divine grace!

You descended from the heavens above every year, I was told. I did not belong here and I had no faith. I was warned of your weak heart and strong ways, yet I couldn’t stay away. You led me to the abandoned creek with stone shed. The moon looked prettier that night than it ever did before, I was lost to you, without mistake. Fooled by your wicked heavenly words, I gave too much, steeping your seed with my mortal blood.

You got your heir and he became one of the GODs. What did I get, besides being stoned in your love abode?

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This picture was taken en route to Prashara Lake, in Himachal Pardesh, India, which is an interesting and mysterious place itself. However as for the story above, It is inspired from two incidents that I have read about in the past. 

1. Story of Ahilya, who was deceived into adultery, by the king of heaven Indera, and was cursed to turn into a stone when was caught by her husband ‘Maharishi Gautama’.

2. It was an interesting case study of a psychological break down of a woman in Himachal Pradesh, who was suffering from the hallucinations. She experienced the process of being raped, conceiving a child, labor pain in the matter of few hours every few days.  She felt the child to grow up quickly and run away. She was studied for the cause and cure without much success, while locals believed it to be the play of a native GOD.

Himachal is considered to be the land of GODs and some of them are notorious and famous for often falling in love with the local women.

I almost missed this week’s Friday Fictioneer by few hours as I was trying to locate that case study over the internet  to share here with no luck, I had read it in a library few years ago. Any how, It would have been utter shame, to miss on an opportunity to write a story on my own picture.  

***Constructive Criticism, as always is welcome.

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12 responses »

    • Thank you Gee! Hindu religion is full of stories and learning’s, very different from its commercialized image we see on the television and other channels. I am not a Hindu, but I am married to one and needless to say learning about it, amazes me every single day.

  1. Those dang Gods. Always taking whatever they want. If I had every woman I ever wanted (oops, let me change that. If I got everything I ever wanted) I’d probably be dead now from exhaustion. I enjoyed the story, though it wasn’t quite clear to me whether or not she was turned to stone. “Being stoned” in our vernacular (the U.S.) might mean something quite different from yours! A beautiful photo you shared with us this week as well as a very compelling story!

    • Your choice of words is so precise and excellent, it makes me want to read more of your work. Actually, here from ‘being stoned’ I meant, being killed by the mob by being stoned to death. Although, this type of punishment is not very prevalent neither in Hindu nor in Indian culture, however I figured, an outraged religious mob blinded by faith and anger is capable of anything. Thank you for stopping by!

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