The summers in India were very heavy and very hot. At times, it felt as if all the water in the world had been turned to steam under the Indian sun, suffocated everything in a blanket of drowsiness. Lying beneath the still branches of a tall banyan tree, Krishna felt the beads of sweat gather across his forehead before slowly rolling down his face. He didn't mind the heat, but it often made him feel sleepy and unmotivated. Krishna opened his eyes, then rolled and plopped another piece of fruit into his mouth. The sweet, crisp juice of the grape gave him some relief, and he spoke.
"Friends," he addressed the other men spread out in similar positions in the shade, "it will be time to return home soon. We should be going."
Krishna looked over the sleeping forms of his companions to survey the ambling, grazing cattle in the lush fields behind them. Here and there one would emit a low rumbling call, and their wide bells clanked as they raised and lowered their heads to graze. One by one, their respective herders rose, yawned, stretched, and gathered their sleeping rolls. The shadows would be growing long soon, and the angle of the sun indicated the necessity of their progression.
Krishna turned and looked over the hill to the other side. A faint glimmer of reflection from the lake could just barely be seen some way off.
One of the older herders spoke, "It is too hot to go on without some water. The men and I will head over to the lake and cool ourselves and refill our water skins. Then we will go home. If you'd like, half of us will remain with the cattle while the others go, and then we can trade watch of the herds"
Krishna knew this man well. He knew this man had knowledge of the lands and trusted his friends with the care of his cattle. Otherwise, he would have never made such a suggestion. Krishna shook his head and replied, “No, why don’t you all go. The herd is calm and I can protect them on my own. That way it will be faster and we can leave for home sooner than if we separated.”
The rest of the herdsmen found this to be agreeable and set off in the direction of the lake. Meanwhile, Krishna turned his attention to the cattle and began his watch. As powerful as he was, Krishna had a strange feeling as he sat alone. It seemed to him that the other men had been gone longer than anticipated and he began to grow worried, but he did not want to leave the cattle, for fear of predators from the surrounding forest. So, Krishna waited…and waited.
Krishna leapt from his post under the banyan tree. The shadows were still long, but as Krishna rubbed his eyes, he realized the shadows now pointed the opposite direction. His heart stopped. He had somehow fallen asleep. He ran his eyes over the field. The cattle were all gone and he was alone. Krishna felt his gut twist and knew he had to do something.
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A banyan tree - West Palm Beach Kapok Banyan Tree by Kim Seng |
Author’s Note:
This story is intended to be a “part 1” of a larger story of
Krishna battling the Serpent Kaliya. The lead up to this story is really short
in Sister Nivedita’s version, which I felt made the climax of the story feel
misplaced for me. I wanted to create my own story, which would lead to Krishna
engaging in battle with the serpent. In my version here, Krishna is much more
ordinary thus far and not as much like a god. He is not perfect or without
mistake, as he falls asleep while he is supposed to be watching the cattle. I
also wanted to spend time focusing on the background and the setting for this
story. I felt like it was necessary to understand the overwhelming heat for the
disappearance of the others to a watering hole to be more realistic. Otherwise,
it would not be a significant for Krishna to need to go after them.
I decided to choose the picture of the Banyan tree, because
I wanted to provide a clear mental image for the setting of the story. It looks
like the Banyan tree is seen at either early morning or late evening, providing
a warm light. For me, it made it easier to imagine Krishna and his friends
laying beneath it.
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It’s cool reading another interpretation of the same stories. I read Pincott’s, “Ocean of Love,” which is also a series of stories about Krishna. You really did a great job capturing the heat of a summer’s day in India. I felt the exhaustion of being out in the sun too long. It’s easy to sympathize with Krishna for passing out and letting the cattle escape on days like those.
ReplyDeleteHannah, one thing I noticed about your writing is the detail you give away in such clear and concise words! The setting and Krishna's thoughts were clearly described. You also made sure to include some dialogue, which definitely helped improve the story even more. I enjoyed reading your version of the beginning part of Krishna's battle with the serpent. Good job, keep up the work!
ReplyDeleteI liked this version of the story of Krishna and the Serpent Kaliya. Even though it did not include the second half of the story the cliffhanger at the end of the story was well done. I liked how you included the conversation with the older herder and said what Krishna thought of him. Also, the dialogue from Krishna was a welcome addition to the story.
ReplyDeleteI wish I would have noticed there was a part 1 and 2 of this story before I started reading the second one. It would have been a lot easier for me to read and more fun to read part 1 first, but I still enjoyed it after part 2! This story was great, and after having read part 2 I think it was so smart of you to split them up. Both stories were really well done!
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