An old woman was with the pundit to look for a match for her son. The pundit was an interesting person, he had opened a marriage bureau alongside his main business of making horoscopes for newly born babies. 'Unfortunately your son has a mangal dosh' said the pundit to the woman. The disheartened woman wondered about the past life karmas of his son, as she had tried to seek match for him with more than fifty girls. 'Pundits are pundits, they don't know that my son is a genius', the woman said to herself as a defense mechanism against defect imposed on her son by the horoscope. A little input from the pundits side had put her in a dilemma about her son's character. She prayer intensely to God to seek answers, and quarreled with Him as to why he gave a mangal dosh to his darling son.
Next day a miracle happened - ' the god of Mars' visited earth. He greeted this lady and gave a brief introduction to her. 'Dear mother my name is Mars, i live at 100000000000000 miles from the sun, and keep on spinning at my axis at revolving around the sun simultaneously; I also want to tell you that I am also called the red planet and some author has written a book in which he has mention Venus's and my name. Dear mother, i have been sent to you by the almighty God himself to help you come out of your plight. I will resolve all your doubts and queries, that you have about me'.
Amazed, awed, and excited beyond description; the mother remained stunned and silent for few minutes as The god of Mars gazed her smilingly. Soon she remembered her son and the Punditji and all the horrifying things that she had heard about this smiling and beautiful face humbly standing besides her.' Dear Mars, I cannot believe that you are so beautiful looking and charming. You have such a soothing and calming effect, I am really sorry i had been cursing you since so many years of my life' she said. The god of Mars in his benign beauty just smiled back at her and made this lady comfortable in his presence and requested her to ask questions and resolve her queries.
'What is mangal dosh?' she asked. 'Ah! my dear mother i am a perfect creation of God. I have perfect timings to rotate around my axis, you know i complete each rotation at exactly same number of hours everyday. I also have fixed number of days to complete revolution around the sun, i have been doing this job perfectly - years after years since times immemorial. The moons around me are perfectly placed and never collide with me. Dear mother although the Sun pulls me towards itself, i have never collided with it. I have never done any harm to Earth, do you know the distance between earth and me has never changed since ages. I have a beautiful red soil on my top - no other planet in our solar system has soil like me, I am unique. Do you know I am a delight to watch from earth with the help of a telescope. Oh! my dear mother, do you still think I have dosh (defect)? :(
Astonished mother said, 'Oh! I never thought like this'. That rascal pundit has made a demon out of you. But here you are so elegant, beautiful and pure. 'Dear mother, I want to tell you one more thing. You know i have a brother whose name is Saturn. Do you know Saturn and I or any other planets of the solar system have never fought with each other. You must sometimes try and see Saturn through a telescope, I promise he looks so dashing and handsome. Though Venus and I might fights with each other on earth but mother we have never shown any disrespect to each other since millions of years. Never did it ever happen that there was a cosmic fight between rahus and ketus in the real solar system, they are at perfect harmony with each other.
'Then who controls our life?' the curious woman asked. 'Oh! mother, you do not have to come to me all the way from USA or India on a mangalyaan to seek answer for this question.' replied the god of Mars. 'Mother would you ever advice your child to go and play with a cobra?' 'Obviously no, even i will dare not do it' replied the woman. ' Ahan! it is our actions that control our life. Is that what you mean?' the woman exclaimed. The god of Mars looked at her smilingly. 'That stupid pundit who claims to be omniscient and send people to heaven has surely reserved a seat in hell for himself.' the woman exclaimed angrily. 'Ah! I am so sorry for demonizing you my child, now i know the real demon. The real demon is not even that pundit but the fear that has been created in our minds through bad conditioning. Nevertheless, i will surely take that pundit to task today'. The god of Mars kept smiling at her and suddenly disappeared before her eyes.
As the god of Mars disappeared, the woman started trembling and suddenly saw her bright looking son before her eyes. 'What happened Maa? You got up quite late today' the son asked. 'Oh! was it a dream, or was it real?' the woman thought. ' Nevertheless i will surely take the pundit to task today' she said to herself in her mind.
When are you going to do the same? .... :)
- Harshit
(Tvam India)