by Ranjha. From the Nala Damayanti series
Kangra school. Late 18th century AD.
By day the monsoon clouds, by night the full moon torments Damayanti. Love lorn, separated from Nala, she burns with desire and hope. The full moon rises and spreads a romantic aura, further adding fuel to the fire. Damayanti accuses the moon of only adding to her woes, of agonising her. She asks him where did he learn this ability to torture the lovers. Seeing the moon, she tells her maids to show a mirror to the moon, capture the image of the moon, and to hit the mirror with a stick. The maids are ever ready to follow her command. A maid raises the curtain, a maid holds up the mirror, another is ready to strick with a stick. Other maids prepare balms and paste for Damayanti. Two maids gossip while one adds more oil to the torch. Even the cool full moon night is going to be long and torturous.
Ranjha has fantastically captured a full moon night. The colors are muted and dull. The candles burn in their glass cases. The white marble shines in the light of the full moon night. The atmosphere of the night is realistically rendered.
Like us, Damayanti blames others, even natural elements, for her own troubles. But then, cupid's arrows make us blind.
Ranjha has fantastically captured a full moon night. The colors are muted and dull. The candles burn in their glass cases. The white marble shines in the light of the full moon night. The atmosphere of the night is realistically rendered.
Like us, Damayanti blames others, even natural elements, for her own troubles. But then, cupid's arrows make us blind.
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