Wednesday, July 21

An epic buy

My trip to the San Francisco book lovers' mecca known as Green Apple had set my head spinning. The cashier had already rung up my and Marlon's armfuls of books, second-hand and new alike, but that didn't stop us from heading back into the aisles. Unadulterated book lust had seized me and dragged Marlon's wallet into a blazing inferno with me in the process -- and guilt was starting to set in.

I had gotten to the point where, while waiting for Chris to finish browsing through cookbooks, I plopped down on a small wooden stool facing a corner and kept my eyes glued to the floor JUST SO I WOULDN'T SEE ANYTHING MORE TO BUY. Finally Chris finished his browsing, and we made our way through the aisles towards the exit.


And then I saw it. A single word that jumped out at me from my childhood. A beat later, the art on the cover registered and I knew I couldn't leave without having it.

The Ramayana.



One of the most vivid memories I have of visiting India as a child was reading Amar Chitra Katha's comic book adaptation of the epic Ramayana, widely believed to be the first poetic work ever written in Sanskrit. My relatives gave the comic to me and my sister along with a compilation of stories about King Vikram and the vampire spirit Betal. I must have read it countless times growing up; I know the whole story of the Ramayana by heart. 

(Image via Amar Chitra Katha)

The comic must have been written sometime in the sixties, and thinking back the writing was really old-fashioned. The characters always addressed each other as "O Rama!" or "O Sita!" and if you look at Sita on the cover with her ample curves and moon-shaped face, you'll see a very traditional ideal of Indian femininity. I always found it strange that Rama was blue, and it was only fairly recently that I found out that was because Rama was believed to be an avatar of the god Vishnu, who was also blue.


But do you think any of that mattered? Nope. I loved all the characters: strong and handsome Rama, loving and beautiful Sita, evil twelve-headed demon king Ravana (it must have been a real b*tch every time the artist had to draw all those heads!), loyal brother Lakshmana, powerful and mischievous prince of monkeys Hanuman, even the power-hungry and cunning Queen Mother Kaikeyi. I loved them and all the absurd and wonderful things that they did.

(Images via Sepia Mutiny)

Naturally when the extravagant musical Rama at Sita was staged at UP Theater in 1999, I was obsessed with it. I remember saving a spread from the newspaper that showed the stellar cast in their amazingly crafted costumes and makeup. I would look at it over and over again, marveling over this decadent reunion with old friends, over this marriage of the two halves of me: an Indian story captured by Filipino artistry. 

(Image via Gibbs Cadiz)

I've thought back to the Ramayana comics now and then, with the vague hope that I can still find a copy someday to hand down to my kids someday. Although my kids will only be a quarter Indian, I still want them to learn about it; for all the little I learned about my Indian side, it's always been a tremendous source of pride for me. 

So you can imagine how thrilled I was to find a beautiful reimagining of this (heretofore fairly obscure) childhood favorite, in San Francisco of all places. This particular retelling is illustrated by Pixar artist Sanjay Patel, which makes it all the more fantastic. 

The hero, Lord Rama

His nemesis Ravana

His ally, Hanuman the monkey god

And the center of the conflict, his consort Sita

Consort! I mean who uses that word anymore? The comic always used to refer to Sita as Rama's consort, not his wife, woman or spouse, and it's idiosyncracies like these that have stuck with me. 

I'll have to wait a little longer to pore over these beautifully illustrated pages. Marlon is reading it now, and it feels wonderful to introduce him to the characters who may have new faces, but are still the same old friends to me.

5 comments:

  1. The Ramayana reminds me of my childhood as well - throwback to my days in Indonesia.

    So glad to see you blogging again. We should to catch up soon, I feel like I haven't spoken to you in ages and feel so behind in whatever it is your'e busying yourself with in your life :)

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  2. ask sila ate armin about the original production of ramahari with kuh et al :P

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  3. Ramayana, so classic!
    Speaking of our childhood, guess what Mom showed me over Skype today? Our old Cabbage Patch dolls!

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  4. You know what? Growing up in the Philippines I was not really exposed to Ramayana, but being in Indonesia for 2 years... most of the cultural sites that we've visited are ALL ABOUT the Ramayana...The Kecak dance in the Uluwatu cliffside ampitheater with the sunset as the dramatic backdrop, the impressive Ramayana ballet with the lit up Prambanan Temples as the back drop in Yogyakarta, and the show at the dinner the sultan of Yogyakarta hosted for us in his palace and so many more. I find it so cool that it's part of your heritage and you found something special (a modern reimagining!) to pass on to your future kids. An EPIC buy indeed!

    P.S.
    I can so relate to the guilt of buying too many books. TD and I can't help it when there are bookstore sales here... because English books are so frikkin expensive in Indonesia.

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  5. Those sound like fabulous experiences! Oh and Manila is a cheap place to buy English books... I'm hoping to stock up when I fly home for Christmas! :)

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