Morning
dawned, Shiv and Sun met! The east turned red like kumkum was
spread!
Shivaji's cradle swung on. While rocking him, Jijau kept dreaming
of his future riding, his crossing the boundaries. Ddreams are
nurtured through upbrining. And upbringing starts with lullabies.
Raje was growing in the cradle. The nursery room was dark. Jijau
performed religious rites and bringing up rituals with great
devotion. Bhonsale's family priest Malharbhat Arvikar was on the
fort. So everything proceeded as required. Event the administrator
did not let anything lack.
Shivajiraje still had not come out in sunlight from the dark room.
First outing in sunlight is delightful ritual. The family priest
chose an early morning time for this auspicious ceremony. That
morning having bathed, anointed with black dot to ward of evil,
dressed in brand new baby clothes, Shivajiraje was ready in
Jijau's arms for a glimpse of the Sun. Carrying him, Jijau stepped
from the dark room into sunlight. This was Raje's first foray
across a boundary. From darkness to light. Sun rose in the east.
Fort Shivneri was swathed in gorgeous gold. Holding the infant
prince in sunlight, she showed him the Sun God. Shivaji watched
the Sun.
Shivaji raje was three months old at this time. All religious and
traditional rites were carried out in time, with care. However the
greatest teacher was the mighty Sahyadri. Raje was not yet old
enough to understand these teachings, every gust of wind blowing
in from the vales of Sahyadri wispered radical ideas to Shivaji,
to fight for freedom. Bhimashankar, Lenyadri, Jivdhan,
Amaba-Abmbika peaks of encircled Shivneri. Shivneri was sitting in
the locks of Bhimashankar and on the lips of Name ghats. Around
the fort, Meena, Pushpawati, Kukdi Rivers gurgled. Lords Ganesha,
Shiva, Kalbhairav, Goddes Ambika guarded Shivneri. On the fort
itself, in the dark cave, shimmering in gentle lamplight was
Goddess Shivai.
To be continue......