creation of woman
The Creation of Woman (A Parable from India)
In the beginning, when Twashtri came to the creation of woman, he found that he had exhausted his materials in making of the man, and that no solid elements were left. In this dilemma, after profound meditation, he did as follows: He took the rotundity of the moon, and the curves of creepers, and the clinging of tendrils, and the trembling of grass, and the slenderness of the reed, and the bloom of flowers, and the lightness of deer and the joyous gaiety of sunbeams, and the weeping of clouds, and the fickleness of the winds, and the timidity of hare, and the vanity of peacock, and the softness of the parrot's bosom, and the hardness of diamond, and the cruelty of the tiger, and the hot glow of fire, and the coldness of snow, and the chattering of jays, and the cooing of dove and the fidelity of the drake. Compounding all this together, he made woman and gave her to man.
But after a week, man came to him and said: "Lord, this creature that you have given me makes my life miserable. She chatters incessantly, had teases me beyond endurance, never leaving me alone. She requires attention every moment, takes up all my time, weeps about nothing, and is always idle. So I have to give her back again,as I cannot live with her!"
Then, Twashtri said: "Very well," and took her back. After a week, man came to him saying: "Lord, I find my life is lonely since I surrendered her. I remember how she used to dance and sing to me, and look at me out of the corner of her eye, and play with me, and cling to me. Her laughter was music, she was so beautiful to look at, and so soft to touch. Pray give her back to me again."
Twashtri said: "Very well," and returned the woman to the men. But after only three days had passed, man appeared once more before the creator, to where he said: "Lord, I know now how it is, but after all, I have come to the conclusion that she is more trouble than pleasure to me.
In the beginning, when Twashtri came to the creation of woman, he found that he had exhausted his materials in making of the man, and that no solid elements were left. In this dilemma, after profound meditation, he did as follows: He took the rotundity of the moon, and the curves of creepers, and the clinging of tendrils, and the trembling of grass, and the slenderness of the reed, and the bloom of flowers, and the lightness of deer and the joyous gaiety of sunbeams, and the weeping of clouds, and the fickleness of the winds, and the timidity of hare, and the vanity of peacock, and the softness of the parrot's bosom, and the hardness of diamond, and the cruelty of the tiger, and the hot glow of fire, and the coldness of snow, and the chattering of jays, and the cooing of dove and the fidelity of the drake. Compounding all this together, he made woman and gave her to man.
But after a week, man came to him and said: "Lord, this creature that you have given me makes my life miserable. She chatters incessantly, had teases me beyond endurance, never leaving me alone. She requires attention every moment, takes up all my time, weeps about nothing, and is always idle. So I have to give her back again,as I cannot live with her!"
Then, Twashtri said: "Very well," and took her back. After a week, man came to him saying: "Lord, I find my life is lonely since I surrendered her. I remember how she used to dance and sing to me, and look at me out of the corner of her eye, and play with me, and cling to me. Her laughter was music, she was so beautiful to look at, and so soft to touch. Pray give her back to me again."
Twashtri said: "Very well," and returned the woman to the men. But after only three days had passed, man appeared once more before the creator, to where he said: "Lord, I know now how it is, but after all, I have come to the conclusion that she is more trouble than pleasure to me.