• Mythology plays an
    important part in child rearing and like most Indians I grew up on stories from
    our ancient past, hearing for the stories of the Ramayana and Mahabharat from my grandmother. Intrigued by these timeless
    tales that resonate even today, I tried reading C. Rajagoplachari’s  Mahabharat which regrettably was written so
    laboriously and clumsily that I preferred instead to acquaint myself with the
    stories through the  “Amar Chitra
    Katha” series! It was, therefore , with a hint of skepticism that I took
    up ” The Seeds of War”, the second in the series of Ashok Banker’s
    re-telling of the Mahabharat; I must say I was surprised to find how pleasantly
    readable  it was. In language that is
    simple to understand, yet old fashioned enough to maintain the ethos of ancient
    times, Banker takes on a voice that appeals to the modern reader.  The Mahabharat is the culmination of a series of events set in motion long before the heroes of this epic were born. And in this book, Banker introduces us to the various characters whose actions sow the seeds of this epic battle of succession between the two branches of the Puru lineage the Kauravas and the Pandavas.
    “The Seeds of War” begins with the
    story of Brihsapati and Shukracharya, the learned Brahmin advisors
    to warring factions – Brishaspati to the Devas and Shukracharya to the Asuras.
    Though both were equally competent, Shukracharya had a slight advantage – the knowledge
    of Sanjivani that restored the dead to life and prevented the Asura armies from
    being defeated! In an attempt to wrest this secret from the Asuras, Brihaspati
    comes up with a devious plan of sending his own son Kacha to the Asura kingdom to
    seduce Shukracharya’s daughter and inveigling the secret from him. This seemingly simple plan turns out to be the
    beginning  of a series of events of
    intrigue and deceit intertwined with  honour and duty  that eventually lead to the Battle of all battles. Kacha does manage to learn the art of
    Sanjivani but also incurs the wrath of Devyani, Shukracharya’s daughter and sets the stage for the marriage of Devyani with Yayati, the ancestor of the Purus. Along the
    way,we meet  Shantanu
    and Ganga, two strong and powerful characters whose passionate love story brings forth Devavrata who in turn becomes the noble Bhishma when he sacrifices his claim to the throne in favour of Shantanu’s son with
    Satyavati. Bhishma’s sacrifice comes to naught when Satyavati’s son dies childless bringing  the Puru dynasty close to extinction,  but her
    plan to impregnate her widowed daughters-in-law with her son from a previous relationship
    ensures that it does not. The book ends with the birth of the blind king
    Dhritirashtra and his brother Pandu.
    Dharma and karma, gods
    and goddesses, devas and asuras, intrigue and deception, love and lust  are the ingredients of a good story and in a well researched and well written book, Ashok Banker retains the reader’s
    interest ,slowly  unfolding the convoluted plots in language that shifts from  straightforward and  lyrical, condensing events of a thousand years in a page while expanding some moments of a lifetime to a good length. Eventually, the Mahabharat, like all epics,  is old wine in a new bottle, but it is a well packaged bottle that should appeal to the
    modern reader who wants to revisit the stories from the past.

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  • Cut Hair, cut care

    Happiness is a great haircut.

    Cleaning out cupboards is as great a therapy as is cutting hair. I always feel that chopping off those locks can chop away the problems that have been plaguing me! Unfortunately last November I lost my mobile phone in Pune which meant I lost all my contacts since all the numbers were on that instrument! Then a series  of events prevented my head from thinking straight which is why it took me so long to figure out how to contact my hairdresser and get an appointment.

    Z is one of those hairdressers whose little parlour in the middle of Colaba instantly transports you to the 50’s with its old world feel. She operates by word of mouth and is very choosy about the people whose hair she cuts. She only takes on clients who have been referred to her and absolutely refuses walk ins from off the road! This makes it all the harder to track her down the normal way (by opening up a phone book which initself has become  redundant thanks to mobile phones) and I had to wait quite a while till my brains began to function again and found out the number.

    Last week I realised that I needed to cut off my shaggy locks which were beginning to weigh me down. After a year of bad hair, I finally managed to contain the hair fall and revive some traces of my glory days and even though the hair had finally grown past my shoulders, they had sadly grown out of the cut……….But all that was sorted out and this afternoon when  Anna Shetty and I went to Z’s for an afternoon of indulgence and pampering. Within minutes Z assessed our hair and decided that while my hair just needed a wash and a cut, Anna Shetty’s  could do with a dose of deep conditioning before a wash and cut. So as I settled down to my hair cut, Anna Shetty had a cup of coffee while the Wella Hair Mask did its work. It was comforting to sit in those huge cane arm chairs and listen to Z’s gentle, husky voice,  familiar songs in the back ground as Z’s scissors wielded its magic with a snip here and a snip there before finally being blow dried to leave two ladies feeling spoilt and special.

    Thank you Z for the foxy  hair!

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  • There are days when I have  a silly grin plastered over my face for reasons I can’t even recall but these are some of the things that make me really happy giving my spirits a cheerful lift.

     What makes me smile:

    Fresh flowers 
    A dog lying in the sun
    Brownies baking in the oven
    A kilo less on my weighing scale
     A spotless bathroom
     An email from someone I love
    Hearing my favourite song playing  on the radio
    Eating an orange in the sun
    Walking down Marine Drive at sunset
    A chick flick on a Saturday afternoon
    A gift wrapped
     A box of chocolates
    The smell of Johnson’s Baby talc
    The phone ringing on my birthday
     Sisters wearing identical clothes
    Kites flying in the sky
    A whiff of hubby’s after shave
    A phone call from a long lost friend
    The memory of a happy day

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