In the kingdom of Gauda there lived two bachelor friends. One was a weaver and the other a mechanic, who designed chariots. Both were highly skilled in their professions and made a good amount of money through their work. Every day they would work till afternoon and by evening they would spend their time going out for night merry making, eating, drinking, and watching best of the dance performances in the town. They lived a very lavish life and everyone in town envied their lifestyle.

Once during a festival in town the two friends dressed in their finest clothes, wore an expensive perfume, put on their slick polished shoes, and went down to the town square bustling with people and fair festivities. Women and children jostled through the crowd peeping at the various curios and goods that were for sale. As the two friends lazily strolled through crowded square, the weaver happened to glance at the balconies where young daughters of rich and wealthy families stood watching the fanfare below. The weaver caught sight of a most beautiful girl standing along with her friends, and was mesmerised by her beauty.

Traditionally in Indian homes, women use grinding stones to mill flour. This laborious chore requires strength and long hours of back-breaking work and so they sing while milling the grain to overcome the tedium. These songs are known as ovi-s ( grinding stories) in Maharashtra and Goa.

The traditional mill consists of two heavy circular stones placed one on top of each other and turned by a wooden handle. While one woman pours the grain through the central slot the other turns the stone rotating it on its axis crushing the grain. Thus they take turns milling the grain and singing traditional tales. The following song narrates an unusual tale of two arch rivals and their uncanny camaraderie.

“Oh sister listen to my tale” sings the woman as she starts grinding the rice… ‘grrr’… ‘grrr’…’grrr’.. on the stone mill. “Once upon a time there lived a Cobra King by the name Bhujang on the mountain covered in the thick foliage of a rain forest. He lived up on the hill with his wife.” grr… grr.. grrr…” His wife was pregnant with his babies. But she was in the habit of travelling long distances. She would travel to various villages.” Women sang and the grinding mill would pick up the pace. “She would trudge along mountains and rivers and deep forests. The little babies in her belly would memorize the route she would traverse and Oh Lord! let me tell you! These babies would remember the old route. And when they are born they would take the same route that goes via Marcel to Old Goa, from Keri to Panjim”*. They would remember the route so that they could go back and forth as they please. But King Bhujang would never leave his abode. It was believed that the King would come down the mountain only when he got weak and feeble and is about die. So the King stayed put in his hole up in the mountains.”

“ Oh, sister! on the same mountain lived a Garuda( eagle) with his family.” The second woman would join the song adding to the tale. Garuda’s wife too was pregnant with a young baby. The enmity between Garuda clan and Cobras clan is an old one. Till today when they crossed each others path, they would exchange angry glances as if they were waiting to avenge the betrayal Garuda’s had meted out to the Cobras.** King Bhujang’s eyes would redden with anger and he would start hissing in resentment, with his forked tongue out ready to spew deadly poison on the Garuda. The Garuda in return would show him his razor-sharp talons ready to swoop over the Cobra King and tear him to pieces with his hooked beak. They couldn’t see each other eye to eye. Thus lived these two arch rivals on the mountain, waiting for the day to kill each other and avenge the betrayal.”

Who is the supreme devotee of Vishnu? Garuda or Hanuman?

According to Puranic accounts Garuda was once filled with pride since he helped the gods acquire the pot of nectar from asuras, also he had aided Krishna steal Parijat tree from Indra’s abode. Other than that, Vajra- or thunderbolt the ultimate weapon of Indra was ineffective on him and he was instrumental in killing and wounding innumerable asuras with his strength and speed. Lord Vishnu had given him the coveted position of his Vahana or carrier. Thus Garuda was filled with arrogance to be superior to all other devotees of Vishnu.

Noticing Garuda’s arrogance, Krishna decided to test Garuda. He summoned Hanuman to Dwarka aksed him to help shatter Garuda’s pride and arrogance. After crossing the gates of Dwarka, Hanuman began destroying the palace orchard. He ate all the fruits, uprooted a number of trees, and in no time demolished the whole orchard. The palace guards rushed to Krishna to inform of the unruly monkey wreaking havoc on the orchard.

Krishna called Garuda who was beside him, and asked him to attend to the problem.” You better go with your army and capture the monkey” Krishna advised Garuda.

“O Lord, I don’t need an army to catch an insignificant monkey. I myself can tackle the problem and bring the monkey before you ” Garuda replied brimming with over confidence.