The Magic Circle.

In The Ramayana, Sita sees a golden deer and she desires it more than she's ever desired anything. She turns to her husband Ram and asks him to capture it for her.

Ram, ever cautious, ever prudent, tells Sita that it could be a trap set by a demon.

"I'm spending the next fourteen years of my life with you in this damn forest because I love you," replies Sita. "And you're kicking up a fuss about one measly golden deer?"

So Ram sighs a sigh, probably wishes he'd left Sita back in the palace and sets off in search of the golden deer. After a while, Sita hears him call for help.

"Laxman," she calls and Ram's dutiful younger brother trots up. "Laxman, Ram's in trouble. I can hear him shouting,"

"Ram's a great warrior," is the reply. "We must be careful because it could be a trap. This forest is full of demons you know,"

"I know, and one of them is probably killing my husband. Will you save him or not?"

Laxman sighs a sigh, probably wishes Ram had left Sita back in the palace and sets off. But before he does, he draws a circle, a magic circle, and tells Sita to stay inside it. As long as she does, she'll be safe.

But Ravana comes along a while later, disguised as a beggar, and tricks Sita into stepping outside the circle. One step which leads to thirteen years of despair and desperate search and war.

We all have our magic circles. And no one knows who drew them for us. But we know why they're there- as long as we stay inside, we're safe. Untouched by evil. To step out- even one tiny little step- would be to throw ourselves into all the misery and despair and hopelessness that's waiting, waiting, waiting, with black tendrils ready to curl around us and hold us, perhaps forever.

But what The Ramayana doesn't tell us is that wonderful things lie beyond the circle too. New friendships and new adventures and new reasons to laugh everyday.

After all, if Sita hadn't stepped outside that circle, there wouldn't have been a story in the first place.

Would there?


Bosey said...

No there wouldn't. But we need to be wise in our choice of why we want to step out. In Sita's case her choices were not wise... and while we got a great story, it also led to years of chaos and misery. Was it worth it? It is a morality tale but worth pondering over!

trish said...

Isn't that better than no story at all though?

Opaline said...

In short, moving out of home is life changing. It might turn you into a chainsmoking political with a drug problem but that's just life. Haha.

reflections said...

The magic circle does not cease to exist beyond the confines of the home. However, to ensure an enjoyable story for oneself rather than a tragedy, it is important to know at which point to step out of the circle and by how much.

joey said...


Pretty darn cool way to put it though.

trish said...

Soupy, just saw your comment. My point is that even if a story turns out to be a tragedy, that's still better than no story at all. Remember Eliot? "The happiest of women, like the happiest of nations, have no history."