“Grandpa,
Grandpa, tell us a story!”
“Ohhh,
I don’t know if I have any stories. You might have to jog my old memory as to
what you mean.”
“Tell
us about the time you helped Rama!”
“The
time I helped Rama? Well…let’s see…who’s Rama, again? That fellow who lives
over in Ayodhya? What’s so special about him?”
“Don’t
be silly, Grandpa! You know who Rama is! He’s the bestest hero that ever lived!
He’s Vishnu himself! You know who he is!”
“Oh
right, that Rama. I’m beginning to
remember now. Hmm…I first met Rama in the forest when he was just a young man,
searching for his beloved wife, Sita. He did me a huge favor when I was in need…but
that’s a story for when you’re older. What he did for me was so great, in
return I offered him the assistance of myself and all my people. We monkeys are
fantastic warriors, as you well know. I had until the rains ceased that year to
gather an army to go with Rama. We were to find where that demon Ravana was
holding Sita captive, then go rescue her. Of course, I spent the entire time
training as many warriors as I could find. After what Rama had done for me, I
owed it to him to be able to give the best assistance – ”
“Oh,
you're wrong there! Husband, your memory seems to have some lapses. Here, children,
gather around me and I’ll tell you what really
happened with Rama. Grandpa here had been stuck wandering the forest for years, and he was so happy to finally be
back in Kiskinda that he got, well, a little…distracted. The rains came and the
rains passed, and Grandpa hadn’t done anything
to prepare for the war. I don’t think he even realized what day of the week
it was! Rama and Lakshmana tried to be patient, but of course they had Sita to
worry about. Lakshmana finally came to check up on us, not hiding his anger
very well – ”
“Neither did you, when you found out
what was up.”
“I’ll
ignore your mumbling, dear. He had reason to be mad. Why, he and Rama were just
sitting out in that forest, exiled, going through who knows what physically and
emotionally! Anyway, I tried to barricade the city, scared of what Lakshmana
might do in his anger, but he easily knocked down our gates and came in. The
men weren’t being much good in this situation. Men. So slow to do what it takes
women five seconds to figure out. With Grandpa not being at all helpful, I gathered together the women of the
city to go talk to Lakshmana. It embarrassed him, to be surrounded by an army
of women who clearly did not approve of his behavior. Bashing
down gates, really! I played the old ‘don’t frighten the gentle sex’ card, you
know, ‘think of your mothers and sisters being subjected to this type of
treatment,’ and he backed right down. Explained to us what was going on, and I
was able to defuse the issue, buy us more time. Always remember, talking things
out is a much better route than beating it out.”
“Anyway,
to return to my side of the story, dear, your excellent negotiation skills
bought enough time for me to come to my senses and gather the army I had
promised for Rama. But the rest of this tale, my dear grandchildren, shall be
saved for another night. It’s off to bed with you!”
Author's Note: I based this story off the chapter of Narayan's Ramayana where Sugreeva has promised aid to Rama but failed to come through by the appointed time because, upon regaining the throne, he has been distracted by the pleasures of Kiskinda. Sugreeva's wife, Tara, takes control for the moment to smooth over an angry Lakshmana. After this, Sugreeva comes out of his daze and takes responsibility, fulfilling his promise. As Tara elaborates in this bedtime story, it is her role in these events that saves the day by placating Lakshmana and giving enough time to Sugreeva, as well as jolting him from his inactivity, and leading to Sugreeva successfully aiding Rama in rescuing Sita.
I liked this story because the women in The Ramayana are often hiding in the background, but at the right moments they come forward to take major roles. I wanted to highlight Tara as a character who can stand out from her husband and take control at a critical time. I thought the frame of the characters looking back on past events (and sometimes trying to idealize them!) through telling a bedtime story was a cute way to offer reflections on episodes from the epic. I also tried to stay true to Tara as a character who can take control from her husband and who isn't afraid to say what's on her mind. Just as she spoke up to Sugreeva and, in an earlier story, to Vali, she raises her voice when Sugreeva tries to give an alternative version of the story to their grandchildren.
Bibliography:
source: R.K. Narayan,
The Ramayana: A Modern Prose Version of the Great Indian Epic (
Penguin Books, 1977).
image: Tara, Sugreeva, and Hanuman meet with Lakshmana, c.1700 (
Wikimedia Commons).