We are going to see this story from the perspective of Kashi Princess Amba who longed to marry King Shantanu and Ganga Putra Bhism but was brutally rejected by him for several times. What will happen if a 21st century girl, student of Psychology, su...
"I will try to get rid of her. At any cost. Unless she will destroy my son."
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Devi Ganga was thinking this in her mind. For that reason she without any previous provocation tried to indulge with Amba in meaningless argument.
"I curse you that half of your body will be a dead river. Only by my touch it can revive. But I can't touch an unholy woman like you." Ganga had cursed unprovokedly to Amba.
But she stopped dead in her track by seeing her opponent was giggling hard at her. What the hell?!! Was this girl mad or something?!!!
Ha.. Haa.. Haha...ha..
Her laughter broke the silence of the cold and silent weather surrounding them both. She was laughing so hard that her jaw started to hurt. But she was not a bit happy. Her eyes were blurred in tears. Her pinkish cheeks were flooded with tears too. Her open hair was flowing in soothing breeze and falling over her face as if to cover it from upcoming disaster. Her heart was bleeding deeply yet she was still laughing. She was laughing not on her opponent. She was merely laughing on herself. She was mocking herself.
"I am unholy!! Your son abducted me against my wish and dragged me to his chariot. He forced me to go with him. He touched my wrists without my consent. He broke my Swayambar and kidnapped me. But look who is unholy!!! I am!!!
I am!! Who was abducted by Bhism, was tossed out at road by Satyabati, was abandoned by my lovely twin sisters Ambika and Ambalika, was badmouthed by their dead husband, was thrown stones and rocks by the inhabitants of the biggest city of India named Hastinapur, first comforted and then drove out of his Himalayan Ashram by Bhagwan Parashuram. I am unholy!!! I am dirty!!! I am the most tortured, suffered, humiliated human being of entire Aryabart now. My reputation was ruined. I am a tainted woman now. A kept woman of Bhism. Beshya (prostitute). Kulta (a woman cause of disgrace of her clan). Rakhayel (s**t). I am unholy now. Once in whose Swayambar entire Aryabart was gathered together with pride is now dirty and unholy!!!
(By stretching her palms in front of her opponent's face) I have tolerated your insult as I understand your agony. But understand mine too. I can be a good wife too. I wanted to be. That's why I was in the Swayambar. To choose my future husband. Not to be tossed by men like this. Look at me, Devi (goddess). I can be a good mother too. I have the power to give birth too. But I can't. My life is filled with hatred now. My life is doomed. I can't be a wife like you. I can't be a mother like you. I want to. Believe me, I want to. I also want to have a husband who will love and cherish me forever. I also want a son who will call me mother. But look at me now. What I am?!! A dirty unholy unhappy woman. Sad, depressed, morose, wronged, bad-mouthed, badly treated, tortured and humiliated. Over and over. Why can't I be like you, Mate (mother)?!! Why can't your son love me?!! What was my fault?!! I want to marry him. I can be a good wife to him. Trust me, I will do anything that he wants. Make him fall in love with me. Pursue him to marry me. I want to be your daughter. I want to be your daughter-in-law. I just want to be happy. I just want to marry him. I just want to be wedded with him. Nothing more. Nothing less. I swear to you."
