(106) (Meera) The Queen Of Rana Poem by Rajaram Ramachandran

The grand marriage was over
But the ordeal wasn’t over,
As a painful experience it was
To leave and snap all the ties.

First her mother cried.
With tears, she said,
“Oh my girl, I gave you
Sorrows, not one or two.”

“I can give you no more advice.
In your mother- in-law’s place
They worship Goddess Durga,
And may not accept your Krishna.”

“Oh, mother, let Krishna decide.
By His spoken words, I shall abide.
From here, I’m taking gems,
Gold, horses and elephants.”

“How can I leave my Krishna?
Won’t He crave for His Meera? ”
She told this and cried aloud.
To leave Him alone, she felt bad.

Her mother saw and took pity.
She packed the idol nicely,
And gave the box to her,
To be kept secretly with her.

“Rest lies in the hands of God”
Like this, her mother told,
And gave Meera a farewell,
With tears that flooded and fell.

Back Meera’s mind rolled,
As the chariot ran forward,
And the reason for her silence,
Rana hardly could guess.

He thought “She’s in fear
As she isn’t very clear
About his real nature
Or about her future.”

He told, “I can now guess
Your worries or shyness,
Have no fears about me.
Freely you can speak to me.”

“Many wives I’ve lost.
You’re the one last.
You and me, why God chose?
What’s the cause, who knows? ”

“Younger by twenty years
You’re here by God’s grace.”
Like this, he went on
Pacifying her now and then.

They finally reached Mewar
And visited the Temple Chittoor
Seeking prosperity and peace,
Before entering the palace.

On the way to the temple,
She saw streams and hills,
Trees with honeycombs,
And tall bamboo trees.

About Ekalingeswarar Temple,
Rana explained every detail
That Shiva protected Mewar
From enemies in any war.

While Rana was explaining
Meera was anxiously watching
The box behind the chariot
Where Krishna was kept.

For her Krishna, she then felt.
Like in a prison, He was kept
How can she tolerate this?
Her eyes filled with tears.