Reading Notes: Ganesha Goes to Lunch Part D

  • Is Dharma another name for the god Yama?
  • What if this thing with the deer people has the normal deer plead and warn by day, but then by nightfall, Bheema, who had not left or gave up the taste for deer is visited by vengeful anthropomorphic deer. It would end up like something from a horror movie.
  • "...the world is in danger from dancing itself to death." from page 127. That reminds me of the dancing plague of 1518, where people literally were dancing themselves to death for unknown reasons.
  • Mankanaka's blood had become green sap from eating only plants. Shiva's blood is ash.
  • Arjuna is sent to acquire the bow of Gandiva by going to Shiva on Mount Kailash and meditating there without giving in to distractions. He sees bejeweled trees and an old man who offers peace and bliss, but Arjuna ignores these temptations. The old man, actually Indra, offers him a drink, and Arjuna accepts this.
    • What if the drink was actually a potion? What if taking it was actually a bad idea, as in it was some kind of temptation or hallucinogen?
  • There seems to be something contradictory about calling Shiva, a hermit, beautiful. I am not sure if he really cares for such a thing or puts effort into it. But then again, as I have learned, Shiva is full of contradictions. Or perhaps he has more of a wild beauty, unkempt in such a way that he retains a natural beauty.
  • One can still do something about the scene where Duryodhana got into a scuffle with some gandharvas and then was trapped by them in an iron net to be saved by the Pandavas later.
  • Eyes like lotuses.. Lips like a lotus... Feet like lotuses... You are one big lotus.
  • I get the image of Duryodhana as one of those constantly angry, super competitive, over-the-top anime characters.
  • What if a little bird could change the course of history? If a butterfly (that is in reference to the butterfly effect) can do it, why can't a little bird?
  • Vyasa's story of the man who had to fight every moment to survive sounds like a story of someone who is just having a bad day. This guy spills hot coffee into his lap; he drops something important on the road, and it gets run over many times.
The Dancing Plague of 1518
Web Source: Wikimedia Commons


Bibliography. Ganesha Goes to Lunch by Kamla K. Kapur, link to reading guide.

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