The Mighty Tale of Hanuman

Amidst the nationwide lockdown there's a lot of buzz on social media regarding the telecast of Ramayan and Mahabharat on national television starting from today. The sickular libturds are going to cry foul about Indian government acting all communal again. I would suggest them to go fuck themselves in quarantine. I would also suggest them to read and reflect upon the news of terrorist attack on the Sikh community in Afghanistan. That shithole once used to be a Buddhist nation. Our Kauravas' mommy was the princess from there. Gandhar, anyone?

So with Indians rejoicing the comeback of the two cult classics on TV made me think of this post. Who is the one common factor between the two epics? Besides Lord Vishnu. Yes, it is Hanuman ji. Our favourite Pavan Putra Sankatmochan Bajrang Bali Lord Hanuman. 

I have three books on my favourite guardian deity in my collection. Out of the three, my least favourite is the Immortal Talks. Mostly because the book is about a bunch of people who seem to live with multiple sticks of morality up their butts and that's not my favourite game. But the book was a gift only. Coincidentally from someone who indeed used to roam around with sticks of the said morality up his butt. To me, my gods are my friends and guides. My parents and my lovers. Not my moral police. If you need a scary god who is always reminding you of your 'sins', then both of you have got a serious problem. 


The next book is My Hanuman Chalisa. I'm not exactly a mantra chanting person but I know Hanuman Chalisa by heart. I can recite it in my sleep. Although it is probably not a mantra technically. However, what I didn't know was its meaning. Hence came Mr Devdutt Pattnaik to my rescue. And as always, he rocks. My Hanuman Chalisa is a book for those who are curious enough to explore the meaning of this ancient, and immensely popular work to invoke the mighty Bajrang Bali, written hundreds of years ago by Tulsidas in Awadhi. Here's an interesting trivia -- Tulsidas was summoned in Delhi court by erstwhile emperor Akbar. Oh yes, the one and only Akbar who is portrayed as a fucking noble king of India. Akbar had this preemptive notion that Tulsidas was a great sorcerer given his popularity and the lores of his encounter with Lord Ram himself. However, Tulsidas failed to perform any supernatural act in front of Akbar and an enraged Akbar (Yes, the same noble fucker from our history books) threw him into prison. In Akbar's prison Tulsidas wrote the masterpiece Hanuman Chalisa, invoking the Sankatmochan. Coincidentally, within few days a regiment of monkeys started wreaking havoc in the city of Agra making people's life miserable. For some reason this led Akbar letting Tulsidas go back to his home in Varanasi and the monkeys also left Agra. Dickbag Akbar never pestered Tulsidas after this.

The third book that also happens to be one of my most prized possession is called The Mighty Tale of Hanuman. I bought this gorgeous piece of art from the museum gift shop at Mehrangarh Fort, Jodhpur. It tells an illustrated tale of the Ramayana in the narrative of Bajrang Bali himself. The illustrations are rajput paintings inspired by Ramcharitmanas -- the greatest creation of our one and only Tulsidas ji. I cannot express in words how much I love this book. It's a delight for the eyes. Rest you can assess from the pictures. So enjoy. :)

And don't forget to remember the name of Lord Hanuman ji during these tough times. He is needed by us more than ever now. And never forget, your culture is in your bones. Never be ashamed to embrace it.

Jai Shri Ram. :)