A quick background: Sinkholes have been appearing around Pokhara, and locals have been going to dhaami-jhaankri to pray the happening away. Some dhaamis are claiming to be dead Naags avenging... something. Here's the relevant article: http://www.mysansar.com/2013/12/9519/
The relevant video is this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rH-AOlm5OOc#t=62
The woman at the center is in a trance. She speaks for the dead supernatural naag who is destroying the city by sinking it below the ground. Imagine this majestic creature, this all-powerful invisible mystical being who can instantly create hundreds of deep holes in the ground. It does not have physical form (despite being able to poke holes all over) so it takes the voice of the woman in question to communicate to the residents. This celestial being, says through the woman, that it wants to devour/eat a virgin(young) man or woman (how politically correct of it. Glad the idea of inclusiveness has entered the collective psyche of our supernaturals also)
Hope you are in the frame of mind of the women taking the dhaami woman seriously/with less than the derision she deserves. You are afraid of the being occupying her, and are willing to make her happy. The Being is threatening to kill. Fear, curiosity, repentance should be what you're thinking about. If you watch the video, you'll notice something's not right.
"Aba ek jana le garebhane sab lai ta testo garnu bhayena ni", shouts one woman, ready for a tedious round of negotiations. It wasn't us, don't punish us all. "I will destroy the land and turn it into a lake", the eternal Being says, perhaps confusing Pokhara for Kathmandu. No matter. "If you're in trouble, don't get us all into trouble too," says another woman, angrily. She's sounds like she is used to this: there are many selfish beings, supernatural or otherwise, who bother the world to get what they want.
"They killed my family, and now I will kill," the being says. "No you are not, that's not going to happen. We won't let that happen," says yet another woman. "If they troubled you, bring them here, and then we will see to it. Stop bothering us," says someone, opening way for a series of negotiations. "So what do you want? Where do you want us to give you milk," she says again, making the first offer. "No no, we don't agree. We don't agree at all," the Being replies.
"Well if you don't agree, there's nothing to do, so you have to agree," says one of the lead negotiators. "Listen, we are poor working people, who have to work, and we have to go to work, so tell us what you want or we're going," she adds. The Naag leaves the body of the woman.
We are so sick sick sick and tired of all those selfish fking fkers fking us all over for whatever the fk those selfish fks fking want, we don't want it anymore. Fair warning to all legendary beings in mood for mischief: we're not in the best mood to be messed around with, so be careful.
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