one day, the skies
darkened in the
middle of day
A beastly garuda
ATTACKED
Once
upon a time
The ancient birds whispered upon
even more ancientwinds
and the legends went round the world
There was a
king who ruled a peaceful land. He was the Raja Besar and lived in a beautiful
palace made of chengal and belian wood that would last a thousand years if not
for the attack of the Garuda.
The king and
queen were lucky to escape by night into the very forest surrounding their city.
They took the path by the great river. The queen was in the family way, and was
due to give birth at any moment. Tired and anguished, they had to stop often. Finally the sultan
spotted a rock under a shady tree by the river. Here the queen gave birth to a
most beautiful princess, who cried out lustily in the silent jungle.
Quite
unexpectedly, a beautiful goldfish appeared in the river. It was so tame, the
sultan picked it up out of the water. Immediately, the baby stopped crying.
Surprised, the sultan dropped the fish into the river, and the princess cried
out again, reaching for her mother’s milk. It occurred to the sultan that the
fish was a charm for his daughter so he gently scooped up the goldfish and
placed it in a golden bowl he had with him.
The queen gently bathed the
princess and dressed her in finery. The royal couple knew that they could not
take their firstborn with them for they did not know what lay ahead of
them. With a heavy heart, the queen
nursed the baby and then they placed her on a float, with the golden bowl next
to her. The sultan pushed the float downstream while the queen looked on, tears
streaming down her tired face.
The river rippled along, rocking the baby gently. The birds in
the sky followed it, chirping a sweet lullaby until the float reached the
borders of the kingdom, and arrived at a fork in the river. After bobbing this way and that, the float took the fork on the
right and soon arrived at the jetty by the riverbank that led to a rich
merchant’s house. The maidens who were at the jetty saw the pretty float and
pulled it closer. What a surprise to see the beautiful baby girl. Uncertain
what to do, they took the baby and the golden bowl to their mistress.
The merchant’s wife immediately realized that the baby was of royal
bearing. She also came to understand that the girl was unusual because her life
was bonded to the fish: if the fish was out of the water, the baby stopped
breathing. The merchant and his wife decided to adopt the girl and they called
her Bidasari. Bidasari grew up to be a fine young lady. And life in Indraputra
was never the same again after she turned sixteen.
She was the prettiest maiden in the land.
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