Archive for April, 2006
The Butterfly Lovers
The story is set in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
A young woman named Zhu Yingtai from Shangyu, Zhejiang, disguised herself a
s a man travelling to Hangzhou to study. During her journey, she met and joined Liang Shanbo, a companion schoolmate from Kuaiji (會稽, Kuàijī, now known as Suzhou) in the same province. They studied together for three years, during which their relationship strengthened. However, Liang never guessed Zhu's true identity; he only found out that she was a girl when both met again in Zhu's hometown, while she was dressed in female clothing. Although they were devoted and passionate about each other at that point, Zhu was already engaged with Ma Wencai (馬文才, Mǎ Wéncái), a man her parents had arranged for her to be married to. Depressed, Liang died in office as a county magistrate. On the day Zhu was to be married to Ma, whirlwinds prevented the wedding procession from escorting Zhu beyond Liang's tomb. Zhu left the procession to pay her respects for Liang. Liang's tomb split apart, and Zhu dived into it to join him. A pair of butterflies emerged from the tomb and flew away.
Jashan-e Sadeh
Sadeh or Jashan-e Sadeh (in Persian: جشن سده) is an ancient Iranian tradition celebrated 50 days before nowrouz. Sadeh in Persian language means ‘hundred’ which refers to one hundred days and nights left to the beginning of the new Persian year celebrated at the first day of spring on March 21st each year. Sadeh is a mid winter festival that was celebrated with grandeur and magnificence in ancient Iran. It was a festivity to honor fire and to defeat the forces of darkness, frost, and cold.
History
The ancestors of ancient Persians divided the year into two sections, summer and winter. Summer started from the first day of spring, 21st of March, and lasted 7 months to the 22nd of October. Then, the winter started and lasted for five month to the end of Iranian calendar. Therefore, Jashn-e Sadeh or Sadeh Festival was one hundred days after the first day of winter or 100 days and nights to the beginning of summer.
Persian legends have it that King Hushang, grandson of Gayumarth the first king of Persia, established the Sadeh tradition long ago. It is said that once Hushang was climbing a mountain when all of a sudden he saw a snake and wanted to hit it with a stone. When he threw the stone, it fell on another stone and since they were both flint stones, fire broke out and the snake escaped. This way he discovered fire. Hushang cheered up and praised God who revealed to him the secret of fire. Then he announced: "This is a light from God. So we must admire it."
According to religious beliefs, Jashn-e Sadeh recalls the importance of light, fire and energy; light which comes from God is found in the hearts of his creatures. According to the teachings of Zoroaster, the light inside us is a sign of the existence of Ahura Mazda (the Creator in Zoroastrianism) everywhere. In the Avesta, the sacred texts of Zoroastrianism, paradise is an eternal light. [citation needed]
During ancient times, Jashn-e Sadeh was celebrated by lighting fire. For Zoroastrians the chief preparation for Sadeh was and still in some parts is the gathering of wood the day before the festival. Teenage boys accompanied by a few adult males would go to local mountains in order to gather camel thorns, a common desert shrub in Iran. For most, this is the first time they are away from their families. The occasion resembles a ritual of passage to adulthood, a notable step for the boys on the way to manhood. The boys would take the camel thorns to the temples in their cities; and if it was their first time doing this, on their return, a celebration was held at home with the presence of friends and families.
During ancient times, the fires were always set near water and the temples (see also: Fire Temple). The fire originally meant to assist the revival of sun and bring back the warmth and light of summer. It was also meant to drive off the demons of frost and cold, which turned water to ice, and thus could kill the roots of plants. For these reasons the fire was lit near and even over water and by the Shrine of Mehr.
The fire was kept burning all night. The day after, women would go to the fire in the morning, each taking a small portion of the fire back to their homes to make new glowing fire from the "blessed fire" of the temple. This is to spread the blessing of the Sadeh fire to every household in the neighborhood. Whatever is left from the fire would be taken back to the shrine to be placed in one container and kept at the temple until the next year. This way the fire is kept burning all year round. The "eternal fire" also symbolizes the love of homeland which is always alive like a fervent fire in the people's hearts.
The festivities would normally go on for three days. The evenings are spent eating and giving out foods as donations, food that is prepared from slaughtered lambs and is distributed among the poor people.
The most elaborate report of the celebration of Sadeh after the dominations of Muslims over Iran comes from the 10th century AD during the reign of Mardavij Zeyari, the ruler of Isfahan. Zayari family did their best to keep the Persian traditions alive. Bonfires were set up on both sides of the Zayandeh-Rud River to remember the Sadeh custom. The fires were kept in specially built metal holders. Hundreds of birds were released while the fireworks were lighting the sky. There were fireworks, dancing and music with lavish feasts of roasted lamb, beef, chicken and other delicacies.
Today the ceremony is celebrated somehow like the ancient times in some Iranian cities such as Kerman and Yazd. Jashn e Sadeh is also celebrated every year in Kushk and Rajavand gardens in Karaj (a township of Tehran province) splendidly with the presence of Iranian Zoroastrians and others interested in traditional Persian ceremonies. Sometimes the fires are not lit outside and all activities take place inside the Zorostrian temples. The activities of camel thorn gathering have almost been stopped though there are efforts to preserve the tradition. However, the bulk of the Iranians are becoming more familiar with the occasion and there are gatherings and celebrations even outside the country on 30th of January each year. People will gather and pray, and then they will hold each other's hands, form a circle, and dance around the fire.
Every year, on 30th of January, thousands of Zoroastrians in Iran and other countries celebrates the religious feast of Jashn-e Sadeh by burning firewood in an open space to signify the coming of spring and as a symbolic token of the eternal fight with mischief.
There is a cave in a mountain near Yazd, called Chak-Chak Fire Temple. Every year some special ceremonies are held in this place during the Sadeh Feast. It is believed that the last Zoroastrian princess took shelter there in 640 AD when the Muslims expanded their power to the east.
Although for the majority of Iranians Sadeh has no religious significance and no specific rituals are involved other than lighting fires at sunset and having a cheerful time, Iranians of all faiths make a collective effort at this day to keep up with their ancient traditions and to celebrate the precious things God granted humanity.
Source: Wikipedia
Rustam’s Well
There is an old well some miles form Kabul called Chah-i-Rustam (Chah, well) of about the radius of five yards, and a network of iron is placed just under the water. The construction is of red stones, such as cannot be seen in the neighboring hills.
Rustam is the Afghan-Irani equivalent of Hercules, the great champion of the Arians, the prince of the land of Seistan. He fought the White Dragon and struggled for two whole days with Prince Isfandiar, in the epics.Seistan is on Western Afghanistan, named formerly Sakastan: Land of the Saka people.
Water is never drawn from the well, which is of a deep grey color. The well has no date on it, and on the walls big iron chains hang down to the surface. The legend goes on to say that Rustam, the great wrestler of Seistan, after being killed was thrown into the well, and a friend of his fixed these chains, so that Rustam's spirit might climb up and escape; but the enemies of the Rustam placed a net below the level of the water, and thus the dead hero of Firdowsi's classic, was forever lost.
Source : Afghan Land
Legends of the Fall / Legends of the moon cakes
A celebration of legends that mostly revolve around immortality and the desire to exist at least as long as the moon itself.
let them eat cake
One of the stories associated with the Harvest Moon Festival takes place back when Mongolians ruled China, during the Yuan Dynasty (around A.D. 1300). According to one version of the story, the Mongols—to avoid an uprising by the Chinese—allowed each town to have only one knife. Whether from the desire for self rule or the lack of cutlery, the seeds of a rebellion grew. One of those rebels, named Zhu, created a cunning plan to signal other rebels to take up their arms—the town knives—and overthrow the Mongols. In order to avoid detection, the signal was a message placed inside of Moon Cakes, since the rebellion was planned for fall harvest time. When eventually the Mongols were overcome, Zhu became the first emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Today, eating Moon Cakes is a way of commemorating the routing of the Mongols.
moon lady
This story takes place thousands of years before the one town/one knife era. Back then the earth had nine or ten suns circling it (depending on whom you talked to), taking turns shining down on the planet. One day all of the suns shown together and began to bake the earth, so a young archer stepped to the fore and shot down all of the suns but one. This fantastic archer Hou Yi. was, accordingly, made King. For a time he ruled justly and honorably, but that doesn’t make a very good legend, so he grew arrogant and unpleasant and old.
In one version of the story, Hou Yi was an immortal who had become mortal, making him deathly afraid of dying. He began searching for the elixir of life, driving his doctors and scientists to do the same. When at last the elixir was discovered, his wife Chang Er snatched it and drank it down to prevent him from continuing his despotic rule for all eternity. The outraged King ordered her execution, but suddenly she rose up into the sky, floating up to the moon, where she now lives with her pet Jade Rabbit. Her former subjects were so moved by her sacrifice that today, eating Moon Cakes is a way of commemorating Chang Er’s sacrifice.
moon rabbit
Fortunately Lady Chang Er does not have to live for all eternity alone in her Moon Palace. In another legend, three magical wise men decided to test the character of a fox, a monkey, and a rabbit. The men turned themselves into desperate old beggars, and asked the fox, monkey, and rabbit for food. While the fox and the monkey did have food, they refused to share. But the helpful rabbit, who had nothing to give the old men, volunteered his own tasty self by leaping into a burning campfire to roast himself for dinner. The three men, who weren’t really starving, were overwhelmed by the rabbit’s self sacrifice, and gave him immortal life, sending him to live in the Moon Palace as Jade Rabbit. Today, eating Moon Cakes is a way of commemorating the Jade Rabbit.
The lady on the moon
This story takes place thousands of years before the one town/one knife era. Back then the earth had nine or ten suns circling it (depending on whom you talked to), taking turns shining down on the planet. One day all of the suns shown together and began to bake the earth, so a young archer stepped to the fore and shot down all of the suns but one. This fantastic archer Hou Yi. was, accordingly, made King. For a time he ruled justly and honorably, but that doesn’t make a very good legend, so he grew arrogant and unpleasant and old.
In one version of the story, Hou Yi was an immortal who had become mortal, making him deathly afraid of dying. He began searching for the elixir of life, driving his doctors and scientists to do the same. When at last the elixir was discovered, his wife Chang Er snatched it and drank it down to prevent him from continuing his despotic rule for all eternity. The outraged King ordered her execution, but suddenly she rose up into the sky, floating up to the moon, where she now lives with her pet Jade Rabbit. Her former subjects were so moved by her sacrifice that today, eating Moon Cakes is a way of commemorating Chang Er’s sacrifice.
the moon man
Most of the Harvest Moon legends revolve around immortality and the desire to exist at least as long as the moon itself. Back when, there lived a restless fellow named Wu Kang. He got bored easily, and so moved from job to job, never following anything through before he tired of it. In the course of his flitting around, Wu Kang apprenticed himself to an immortal in hopes of learning the secrets of eternal existence. Three days later, Wu Kang’s fickleness reared its ugly head, and try as the immortal might, he couldn’t keep his apprentice interested. Unable to teach him anything, he became greatly annoyed, and sent Wu Kang into exile on the moon. The immortal declared he was not allowed back on earth until Wu Kang chopped down a giant cassia tree. What he did not declare was that moon trees grow back instantaneously when they’re chopped, which is why Wu Kang is still at his task, up on the moon. And so today, eating Moon Cakes is a way of commemorating the woodchopper.
Actually, the moral of these stories is that it doesn’t require a very good excuse to eat Moon Cakes—they’re just so tasty.
Source: taste of asia
Legend of Sasui Punhu (Sassi - Pannu)
There once lived a Brahman called Na’un and his wife had a great desire to have a daughter. After longing for years a beautiful girl was born to them. According to their custom, they asked astrologers to look into the horoscope of the child. They predicted that she would marry a Muslim and thus dishonor their family.In order to avoid such a humiliation they put the child in a box and threw her into the river. The box floated and reached a town called Bhambhore, where a washer man named Muhammad was washing clothes, with his friends. When he saw the box, he brought it out of water and opened it. To his surprise he saw a beautiful girl in it.
He took the child to his wife and named her Sasui. They brought her up as their own child. She was loved by everyone in the neighbourhood, firstly because she was beautiful and secondly because she had a very pleasing personality. As she grew up, every one talked about her beauty.
In those days, caravans of merchants used to come to Sind, for the purpose of trade, mostly from Kech Makran (Baluchistan). While passing through Bhambhore, some of the caravan people mentioned the beauty of Sasui to the prince Punhu.
Punhu was the son of An Jam the ruler of Kech Makran. Being a young man, and curious to see Sasul about whom he had heard so much, he planned to go to Sindh. He disguised himself as a merchant, arranged for a caravan, and left for Bhambhore. The goods he chose for his caravan were perfumes, scents and other toiletries mostly used by girls.
As their caravan reached Bhambhore, all the people rushed to buy goods from them. Sasui was amongst those who wanted to see these wares. Punhu was fascinated by her rare beauty and fell in love with her. She too fell in love with him.
Sasui requested one of her close friends to reveal this secret to her parents. With the help of one of Sasui’s friends, Punhu asked her parents for her hand.
At first Muhammad the washer man refused to give his daughter’s hand to a stranger, especially as he did not know his caste. Sasui’s friend assured him that Punhu was a washerman too. In order to prove this, Muhammad gave some dirty clothes to Punhu to wash and asked him to hand them over to the customers.
For Punhu, who was a prince, this was an ordeal. He damaged his hands and tore the clothes apart while washing them. Sasui secretly advised him to put a piece of gold in every torn garment and then to hand them over to the customers. This Punhu did very happily. When Sasui’s father asked the customers about Punhu’s work, they praised him. Thus he was convinced that Punhu was a washerman.
Sasui was married to Punhu and he settled with his in—laws washing clothes. When Punhu’s friends returned to Kech they told M Jam and his brothers that Punhu was doing such a menial job having settled in Sind. They were upset and angry. They sent him numerous messages but he did not listen to them. When Punhu’s brothers saw that their father was getting restless for his son, they set off for Bhambhore promising to bring him back.
Punhu’s brothers came as guests and stayed with Punhu. Sasui welcomed them and did everything to please them. They tried to persuade Punhu to go back, but he refused saying that he could not leave Sasui.
The brothers planned another tactic. While eating and drinking they deliberately made Punhu drink so much that he lost his senses. Sasui was asleep, so they tied up Punhu on a camel’s back and left Bhambhore at night.
When Sasui woke up in the morning, she discovered the deceit of her brothers—in—law. She cried, lamented and decided to leave Bhambhore to follow Punhu on an unknown path.
She set off on the most dangerous road, all alone, passing through rocky mountains full of wild animals. She was determined to go to Kech for the sake of Punhu. Poets have narrated her pathetic appeal to her brothers—in—law, who had deserted her. She complained to the mountains, and even requested the sun to delay setting, so that she could follow the tracks of her beloved.
On the way she reached the Mabar Hills, where she saw a shepherd, who looked at her with evil intentions. According to the traditional sources she prayed to God to save her. So the earth parted and she jumped inside to save her honour, and the earth closed the door behind her.
When the shepherd saw this he repented and built a grave on the place where Sasui had disappeared, and he settled there.
Qazi describes Sasui’s death as follows:— Just near Kech her delicate health gives way and she dies mysteriosuly in the mountains.’
When Punhu became conscious, he was very worried and requested his brothers to set him free to go back to Sasui, but they did not listen to him. When they reached Kech, they handed him over to his father who was pleased to see him. Punhu, however, could not bear his separation from Sasui. So his father permitted him to go back and bring Sasui with him.
When he was crossing the same path which he had just passed, he saw a newly—built grave. He asked the shepherd who narrated the whole story.
He discovered that it was Sasui’s grave, whereupon he died of extreme grief on the spot. He was buried there in the same place. Thus the two lovers were united in death, and reached the place where nobody could separate them.
Source: the-sindh
Nahargarh Fort
The Nahargarh Fort was built by Sawai Raja Jai Singh in 1734. Since Jaipur was his capital, the Nahargarh Fort was strategically important and was built as a means of bolstering the defense of Amer. It was also known as the Tiger Fort. New additions were made to the fort in the 19th century by Sawai Ram Singh II and Sawai Madho Singh II. The older parts of he fort are being hard hit by the ravages of times but the newer additions are quite captivating.
According to a legend, the Fort was named after a prince whose spirit used to haunt the site and would cause mischief so as to delay the construction of the fort. After too many disturbances, finally after a Tantrik prayer the ghost or the spirit, agreed to leave on the condition that the fort should be named after him.
One of the major attractions of the Nahargarh Fort is the view it offers of the Man Sagar lake and the surrounding area. If you are visiting Jaipur, then do take out the time to visit Nahargarh Fort, which stands as a symbol of the royal past and reminds the visitors of the glory of the former age that belonged to kings and Maharajas.
Source: Jaipur Hub