Wednesday, 6 April 2016

Trust your Instincts

Some recent events and the recklessness with which we are starry-eyed rushing to hug the “acquitee” reminded me of the story below that my grandmother used to tell.

It goes like this:

During a village dance in Jukistopia, a stranger enchanted the village girls with his glamorous dance moves. As the night went on, one of the lassies, absolutely enthralled by the charm of the man, decided to follow him to be his bride.
The girl followed from a distance and noticed that although the man was built like an ox, he left no footsteps where he trod. A little red flag flashed in the girl's head but she quickly brushed it aside. By and by, the man noticed that there was someone following him. He sang;

“Young girl go back
Young girl please go back.
I am no man but a river monster
That washes trinkets and beads by the river”

But the girl replied.
“Oh! No.
I shall never go back
Wherever you go I shall go
Until I see your footstep”

And so on they went.

They came to small stream. As the man jumped over to cross it, the locks of hair covering the back of his head parted and the girl thought she saw a mouth at the back of his head. A bit shocked she stopped and looked the way she had come. Then the man sang again;

"Young girl go back
Young girl please go back.
I am no man but a river monster
That washes trinkets and beads by the river”

But the girl replied.
“Oh! No.
I shall not go back
Wherever you go I shall go
Until I see your footstep”

The man went on. The girl followed on.

After walking a while, they startled some flies feasting on a mound of human dung. The flies took to the air with a loud buzz. As the girl covered her nose, she she saw the man catch a couple of flies with his tongue and eat them with relish. Was she dreaming? Was this an ogre? She thought of going back. But what would the other girls say? No. She had come too far to turn back now.

"The man sang
Young girl go back
Young girl please go back.
I am no man but a river monster
That washes trinkets and beads by the river”

But the girl replied.
“Oh! No.
I shall not go back
Wherever you go I shall go
Until I see your footstep”

The man looked at the girl and smiled. And the girl thought the man’s teeth looked like the fangs of a snake, but she ignored it.
When the duo reached the edge of the forest, where there was a clear river with trinkets and beads washing on its shores, they knelt down to pray.

The girl thanked her god for providing such a hunk. And a hunk it turned out to be because as she opened her eyes, the fine man had turned into a huge, one eyed, two mouthed ogre. The ogre thanked it’s god for providing such an easy prey, then took the girl, put her into its pocket, and disappeared with her into the abyss of the river.