[ Ego, Orpheus, mulierem amavi cum eam omnes viri prodidissent. ]
The bluish intrigue of deception
attracted her! She could see that he was reinstating his authority in hell with
a clear jurisprudence, yet he had balanced his powers with a poise that almost
felt like walking on a rope! Orpheus seemed to have a very clear vision of what
he wanted from her, yet this vision did not include an obligation for having
been loved.
Vice understood that she was
free to love him or not, yet she had no other choice but to love him if she wanted
the evil powers that he could bestow. Also, she was assured that he would love
her still even though she did not.
The choice was illusory, but was
it deceptive? He did not hide his desire to grieve her, yet he carried her sorrows
like precious memories. He did not make it obligatory to love him, yet he did
not leave other options, but not by force. She could almost see him spread his
wings over the forbidden forest, as if the trees, and even their shadows, were created
of his own darkness. The black river herself wanted to be one with this
darkness, as if she could feel the ocean turn into the night sky.
He offered unconditional
protection for her, but he was very clear about taking away her sons, yet with
such simplicity that she did not even notice his deadly strategies! If not for
the great grief that was about to overwhelm her, she felt that she might have
smiled at the Devil’s fairness!
In all these tidings, she could
feel the sanctity of pure love, the holy desires of the lover who had no patience
for competition. The evil itself seemed deceptive, because when she looked into
his eyes, she could only see the dreams of a quiet lake, and of the silent light
that shines in the darkness. She judged again and again, only to find that he did
not betray anyone- no, not even his enemies, all of whom were pretending to be like
him! Instead, he would rather give the sons his likelihood, and put them
through the same trials of hell that he goes through, just to be fair.
However, Shanaya was much crueller,
by all means! The White Queen did not entertain the luxury of giving the
condemned ones a fair trial, and instead intended to finish all of them in one
heavenly ragini, if not for him. So, if anyone was patiently protecting her
sons from immediate annihilation, it was still Orpheus, who was the Lord of
Hell!
Sandhya was perplexed at the
complexity of this politics, and at the same time, realized that she must
determine her role in the theatre, so the show must go on! She knew that the
fates were strange, and her wisdom told her to follow Orpheus like a waking
dream. She was readying herself for a new era, an eventuality that was
deceptive yet not deceitful.
She could feel that Orpheus was
smiling to himself, knowing well that his plan had succeeded. However, she
could not see anything beyond the silver mask.
Thus was the soliloquy of the Dark Queen, when
she realized that, all of a sudden, she had been called upon by the forbidden
forest to absolve the karmic debts that she had long ignored, whether by apathy
or by love.
Te corpus nihili, tu es daemon
meus amator!
Obstiti contra; tandem apparuit
persona: absolve mihi!
Derivat daemonum discessu pietas
mandata sancta.
Non tristis aegrota; sum callida
abstinere furiis.
Te corpus nihili, tu es daemon
meus amator!
प्रत्यतिष्ठम् अहं घोरे; ततश्चाविर्बभूव
सः ।
रूपं किमपि मे रक्ष, मुञ्च मामिति
चाब्रुवम् ॥
दूरे याताः पिशाचास्ते, धर्मोऽगृह्णात्
पवित्रताम् ।
नाहं शोचामि रुक्मग्नः, सुदक्षो रक्षसां
भये ॥
त्वं मे शरीरं शून्यस्य, त्वं मे
राक्षस-प्रेमिकः॥
*Latin and Sanskrit are written with help of AI.
