Disclaimer: do listen to the song n visualise
~~~Part 7: Adhikar~~~
The glow of uncountable diyas all around the Ghat n temple's stairs gleamed in everyone's eyes , the holy sounds of bells infused divine happiness n satisfaction...
As Pur walked towards the garbagriha (temple hall) she could sense the divine chants enlightening her soul , it was the serene feeling she had never experienced, the calm waters of the Ghat mirrored the diyas' reflections , the temple was decorated as a bride leaving no chance of any drawbacks in the arrangement, the chants felt like smooth symphony in the ears , everything seemed soo complete n aesthetically divine as if today the universe crashed down all of its beauty to this small Ghat of the river Ganges...
Suddenly a voice brought back Pur from her ecstasy "baawri Tu khud chalegi ya manne uthake le jaana padega ? Mukhiyain he Tu tere Bina puja kaise hogi ? "
Pur in extreme amazement: humne aisa nazara pehle Kabhi nhi dekha! Kitta Sundar he yeh , kitta sukoon he Yaha! Her happiness was dripping through her eyes n her rosy lips curved in an everlasting innocent smile
Vir again made her come out of her wonderland n chuckles as they went to the hall....
In the garabgriha (temple hall)
It was a sight to behold as everyone who went inside lost his breath, the dazzling white marble walls reflected the shinning chandeliers n at the central point was a large shivling made with shiny black marble and Nandi made of grey marble , the priests stood there, anticipating Thier arrival , with the "khandani kataar (sword)" that only belonged to the Mukhiya n his heir... Just a few steps away the Mandap was setup where the Mukhiya of the village worshipped the almighty ... Prakashi had told Pur bout all these rituals but seeing Vir doing the honours in front of her eyes was another feeling...But suddenly a voice interupted her chain of thoughts once again...
"Aaj ki puja mukhiyain karegi! Or sirf aaj hi nhi har shivratri kataar mukhiyain uthayegi!"
Everyone was in deep shock especially Pur who stood as if her legs froze n looked at Vir , his firm determination could be seen even from distance...
Priest protested: mukhi ji yeh aap kya keh rhe he yeh rasam he koi Khel nhi Jo Aapke kehne se badal jayegi! Humare purvajo ko kya mu dikhayenge hum ki Unke banaye hue reeti riwazo ko hum nibha nhi paaye ?
Prakashi: pandit ji Sahi keh rhe he Vir ye riwaz he koi mazak nhi Jo aise hi badal diye !
Soon the panchs' too put up their points: Kahi aap yo Sab apni patni k liye to nhi Kar rhe he ? Varna itte time se chal rhi iss pratha ko aap bhi nibha rhe the to aaj achanak k hua ??
Shock n fear were competing for the win in pur's brain as to what n how would Vir answer the raging Qs , the crowd too started mumbling bout vir's intentions...
N finally Vir spoke after listening to all
"Yo sab riwaz he koi rulebook nhi Jo Kabhi badle na ja sakte! Humare purvajon ki dharohar or Shan he yo kataar or yeh sirf asli nayak k haatho me Shobha deti he , me bhale hi iss gao Ka mukhiya hu par mhare peeche mhari maa he jinhone mujhe Sahi mayine me iss gao Ka nayak banaya tha or mhari joru Jo manne inspire Karti he ! Humare purvaj bhi to insaan hi the unhone iss kataar Ki responsibility aadmi ko nhi balki aurat ko deni chahiye thi kyonki ek AURAT hi isske kaabil he, hum sab k Ghar ka asli nayak humari joru Hoti he to iss hisab se MUKHIYAIN yo kataar uthane ki haqdaar he! Mukhiyain iss gao ki auraton Ki representative he or ek AURAT Ka sthaan hum sab jaante he.. dekhiye iss shivling ko Bina yoni(the stand on which ling is kept- yoni symbolises goddess Parvati whereas ling symbolises lord shiv) k yeh bhi adhura he ! Jis Tarah mahadev ki Shakti ma Parvati he ussi Tarah mhari purvi bhi MERI Shakti he MERI life or existence Ka Kendra(center) he !
Pur was whole numb to his countering the only thing striking hammers in her head was the fact that did Vir just compared her to goddess Parvati!?!
Vir's words silenced all , even the priests but he continued confronting the patriarchal society "hum sab navratron me maa Parvati ki puja to Karte he par Kabhi Kisi ne Apne Ghar ki Parvati ki puja Kari he ??
Humne Apne past se Kuch nhi seekha he aaj bhi sita agnipariksha deti he or Galti draupadi ki Mani jaati he kya yhi he humare sanskaar , riwaz or dharohar!??!
Yo doglapan hume khattam karna hoga or iski pehel me aajse Karna Chahta Hu kya aap Sab Mera Saath denge ?"
Extreme silence followed by some hands clapping...it was none other than the kids , yogi n MS...n soon it became thunderous ,each n every person there witnessed the liquid gold that escaped vir's mouth , Prakashi hugged Vir out of immense pride with a million dollars smile n happy tears but Pur was still numb , looking at Vir with all the love she had as her heart swelled with pride but her whole body was shivering ,Vir places his hands on her shoulders "darr mat baawri Tu PURVI VIRENDRA PRATAP SINGH he ! OR YO TERA HAQ HE ISILIYE NHI KI TU MUKHIYAIN HE BALKI ISLIYE KYOKI TUNE KHUD KO PROVE KIYA HE ISKE KAABIL !" Vir wipes away her tears n lifts her lips to form a smile , everyone encourages Pur , even the priests now agreed n anticipated the grand change ....
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[Bahubali 1- kon he voh. Starts playing in bg]
Pur walks towards the head priest holding the kataar, she looks at Vir n he gives a confident n reassuring smile
{Jata Kataha Sambhramabrama Nilimpa
Nirjari Vilola Vichi Valari Viraja Mana
Murdhani Dhaga Dhaga Dhagaj Jwaala
Lalata Patta Paavake Kishora Chandra
Shekhare Rathi Prathi Kshananama}
The priest does Abhishek of Pur n then the kataar n gives it to Pur who bows her head in front of it n holds it with both her hands due to its weight n roars "HAR HAR MAHADEV!"
Everyone behind her chanted "har har mahadev!" , Pur's heavy breathing reduced as that chant had taken away all her fears n hesitation...
{Kaun Hain Woh Kaun Hain Woh
Kaha Se Woh Aaya
Charo Dishao Mein
Tej Sa Woh Chhaya
Uski Bhujaey Badle Kathaey
Bhagirathi Teri Taraf
Shivji Chale Dekh Zara
Yeh Vichitr Maya}
Pur does shivling's Abhishek with milk n water n worships the almighty with all the priests holding golden Aarti diyas (vo bade bade Diya stands Jo temples me use hote idk the name) n bells standing behind her
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After the Aarti Pur feels divine, she could feebly hear the priest's request to sit in the Mandap for hawan in btw the continuous chants of the almighty hailing in her ears
Pur: hum chahte he mukhi ji humara Saath de, humare shiv to aap hi he !
Vir feels overwhelmed by her gesture n joins her after the priest's anticipation....
{Dara Darendra Nandini Vilasa Bhandhu
Bhandura Sphuradigantha Santhathi
Pramodha Mana Manase Krupa
Khadaksha Dhorani Nirudha
Durdharapadi Kwachi Digambare
Mano Vinodhamethu Vasthuni}
PURVIR does hawan, the pious blazing fire destroying any resentment they had n filling their lives with eternal N unconditional love as they managed to steal some glances while engrossing themselves in the pious worshipping....on the other hand all others were still busy in the Aarti praying for their mukhiya n mukhiyain's longetivity
{Jada Bhujanga Pingala Sphurath Phana
Mani Prabha Kadamba Kumkuma Drava
Praliptha Digwadhu Mukhe Madhandha
Sindhura Sphurathwagu Utthariya
Medhure Mano Vinodhamadhbutham
Bibarthu Bhootha Bharthari}
Purvir take the shivling made of clay which they were worshipping for the ultimate submersion in the holy Ganges... everyone followed them as they walked to the Ghat barefoot, holding the shivling
Pur was in awe of the moment n wanted it to never end, the crowd behind them danced their way to the Ghat flinging the holy divine ash up in the air n chanting "har har mahadev"
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Purvir enter the mighty waters n submerge the shivling n all hail the mighty lord shiva
{Kaun Hain Woh Kaun Hain Woh
Kaha Se Woh Aaya
Charo Dishao Mein
Tej Sa Woh Chhaya
Uski Bhujaey Badle Kathaey
Bhagirathi Teri Taraf
Shivji Chale Dekh Zara
Yeh Vichitr Maya.}
Pure feels heavenly, it couldn't be explained in words nor in gestures , these moments had enthralled her completely, she didn't worried getting sucked up by the tides or catching up the cold waters , standing in the middle of the Ganges she just kept staring at Vir wondering how she became so lucky....
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