subject: I, Rama Age Of Seers [print this page] Bread, pizza, play station is the new mantraBread, pizza, play station is the new mantra. Going to English movie is intelligent v watching a regional dapper. It has become challenging to share information / wisdom as one is constantly anxious as to which will work the American or the Indian way. Introspection and learning is contrary damaging to the overall structure of human make and mind. My attempts to teach kids about Mahabharata and Ramayana remained failed.
I thought this was only my case or few mothers who lived in the USA. Lately I realized this is a pattern all over India. Quip them about Avengers or Predators and kids are ready with answers. However, in the case of epic, it is a disaster. The state is so pathetic that people mix Rama, Arjuna and Krishna with Hanuman. So what has internet really done? The answer is increased the reading levels of kids to all age groups. It is vital English language becomes important.
When JK Rowling wrote Harry Potter, I was amazed at her creative imagination and the visionary pursuit to end it at the eighth volume with so many characters. The amazing part being when my kids rattled out names, dialogues from the book. Harry Potter became a household name when it was adapted in celluloid screen. I wondered where I went wrong with my story telling, which indeed were not so complicated. I just wished, some day some one would take the pursuit of writing Ramayana as a story v epic of The Hindu religion.
Story telling is very important and a little masala is a boon.
That is how I stumbled upon I Rama. I wanted to read it myself before giving it to my kids. I just wished instead of King it was a Prince or perhaps President of America; jokes apart, that sells. Especially if you say Ravana was an Osama Bin Laden!
I just finished reading I Rama; I slipped the book into the desk. My kids curious enough, wanted to know what it was all about. I could not replicate the Kaikeyi Rama conversation but I did say that there is a beast trying to attack kids and the mother is protecting them. I smiled within; I had something to be proud about!
