Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.
Princess Lakshmi and Arundhati
Princess Lakshmi was as wise, as she was eloquent in speech. So was also incredibly beautiful! Her charisma, in fact, made her the cynosure of all worthy suitors in the neighbouring Kingdoms. Yet the Princess was not only a woman of good looks, she was benevolent, righteous and full of gracefulness. She walked with the opulence and shine of a woman of Paradise and it was rumoured, that at 17, she was looking for a suitor of similar ilk.
Word spread fast in the neighbouring Kingdoms, and Princes began to gather in her City, from many significant states. Yet the Princess was unhappy, having an intuitive feel, that none of these regal Princes, would be suitable to her taste.
Princess Lakshmi was named after the goddess of wealth and beauty. She was filled with inner and outer opulence, but was also a seeker of wisdom and knowledge. Ruminating over ideas, she stepped outside of the Palace and began to walk.
Arundhati was the third child of Kumar and Bashita Ghose. He had an older sister, Suniti and brother, Bijon. They all lived on the edge of the forest. A family of woodcutters and farmers, they were by no means rich and the parents worked quite hard to send their three children to school. They had a small farm and would occasionally sell a sheep or cow, to supplement the income.
Arundhati was now 19 and coming into his own. Like Princess Lakshmi, he was kind, smart and very devoted to God and family. One might say, like parents, like son, for they all walked in the ways of righteousness. Arundhati was courageous but gentle, carrying a demeanour quite suitable for his average build and height. He was also quite good-looking and he too, shone with the Light of heaven.
Arundhati's Encounter and Marriage
Adventurous by nature, Arundhati was having his usual stroll through the forest one day, when he stumbled upon the Princess. Lost in thought, perhaps thinking of the many suitors and other matters of the court, she had inadvertently walked into the forest and lost her way.
Arundhati called out to the Princess, careful not to startle her and also stood at a distance. Even as she turned, though, he could see her immaculate elegance and her long-flowing gift of hair. Arundhati was enchanted! He looked at the Princess’s face and her gaze seemed to hold his as they both stared at each other. This is it, Arundhati thought, as his affectionate heart, drank of her beauty.
Finally finding the words to speak, Arundhati enquired: “Are you lost?” “Yes.” Said the Princess, still absorbed with the handsome features of this gentle young man. “Let me show you the way out.” Said Arundhati, and they both walked and chatted, all the way out of the forest.
It was written down in parchment, probably by a poet, that they both entered the Palace, eyes shining with the Light of Jannah (Heaven) that evening. That Princess Lakshmi held Arundhati’s hand, took him right up to the throne of her father and with a very sweet and tender voice, told him that she had found her husband.
They were married not too long afterwards. One dawn, amidst the peach-blossoms and cicada colours, the radiant sun and nightingale’s song, Arundhati bowed twice to his woman and once to the sun-God. He then kissed the Princess, who was now his bride and wife. Legend has it, that when the King finally died, both Arundhati and the princess, ruled wisely, for numerous years.