Cradle Tales of Hinduism
by Sister Nivedita
Our most popular introduction to Hindu mythology. Includes selections from the Ramayana and Mahabharata.
- 329 pages, Indian paperback
These are the stories that people from India are told since childhood. The stories hold sway into adulthood where a TV series on the Mahabharata and the Ramayana held the nation captive for weeks.
Table of Contents
THE CYCLE OF SNAKE TALES
The Wondrous Tale of the Curse That Lay Upon the Snake-Folk
The Story of the Doom of Parikshit
The Sacrifice of Janamejaya
THE STORY OF SHIVA, THE GREAT GOD THE CYCLE OF INDIAN WIFEHOOD
Sati, the Perfect Wife
The Tale of Uma Haimavati
Savitri, the Indian Alcestis
Nala and Damayanti
THE CYCLE OF THE RAMAYANA
The City of Ayodhya
The Capture of Sita
The Conquest of Lanka
The Ordeal of Sita
THE CYCLE OF KRISHNA
The Birth of Krishna, the Indian Christ-Child
The Divine Childhood
Krishna in the Forests
The Dilemma of Brahma
Conquest of the Snake Kaliya
The Lifting of the Mountain
The Return to Mathura
Krishna Partha Sarathi: Charioteer of Arjuna
The Lament of Gandhari
The Doom of the Vrishnis
TALES OF THE DEVOTEES
The Lord Krishna and the Broken Pot
The Lord Krishna and the Lapwing's Nest
The Story of Prahlada
The Story of Dhruva: A Myth of the Pole Star
Gopala and the Cowherd
A CYCLE OF GREAT KINGS
The Story of Shibi Rana: or The Eagle and the Dove Bharata
The Judgment-Seat of Vikramaditya
Prithvi Rai: Last of the Hindu Knights
(the Indian Romeo and Juliet) A CYCLE FROM THE MAHABHARATA
The Story of Bhishma and the Great War
The Ascent of Yudhishthira into Heaven
THE STORY OF SHIVA, THE GREAT GOD
IN wild and lonely places, at any time, one may chance on the Great God, for such are His most favored haunts. Once seen, there is no mistaking Him. Yet He has no look of being rich or powerful. His skin is covered with white wood-ashes. His clothing is but the religious wanderer's yellow cloth. The coils of matted hair are piled high on the top of His head. In one hand He carries the begging bowl, and in the other His tall staff, crowned with the trident. And sometimes He goes from door to door at midday, asking alms. High amongst the Himalayas tower the great snow mountains, and here, on the still, cold heights, is Shiva throned. Silent-nay, rapt in silence-does He sit there, absorbed and lost in one eternal meditation. When the new moon shines over the mountain-tops, standing above the brow of the Great God, it appears to worshipping souls as if the light shone through, instead of all about Him. For He is full of radiance, and can cast no shadow.
Wrapped thus into hushed intensity lies KaiIas, above Lake Manasarovara, the mountain home of Mahadeva, and there, with mind hidden deep under fold upon fold of thought, rests He. With each breath of His, outward and in, worlds, it is said, are created and destroyed. Yet He, the Great God, has nothing of His own; for in all these that He has created there is nothing-not kingship, nor fatherhood, nor wealth, nor power-that could for one moment tempt Him to claim it. One desire, and one alone, has He, to destroy the ignorance of souls, and let light come.
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