Some Guardian souls never die : Story of Nanyadeva from Bihar  

The state of Bihar today is ravaging with flood on one hand and fighting with the monstrous COVID-19 on the other. Meanwhile, we all see a picture of a devastated state betrayed of all kinds of promises that those so-called mighty politicians made, my mind drifts off to the magically wonderful stories that are hidden somewhere inside the heart of my native state.

I heard these stories for the first time from my Nani. Thinking about it and re-imagining it again sends a thrill full jitter throughout my spines. This is the story of my native village’s Raja Nanyadeva.

India was a land of king a few centuries back. These kings took care of their provinces like their progeny unlike the scrupulous politicians of today who would rather prefer to squeeze everything out of their state for the personal good.

So the Raja of my village named Nanour (the village is named after him only) loved his province with all his heart. So much so that people of the village still believe that the king still protects them and the place. There’s a temple at the very boundary of the village named as Raja Ji sthan (King’s place). The very aura of the temple is mystical. Surrounded by lush green farmland and mango orchard the place has a music of its own. There’s a lake in front of the temple, people there believe that nobody ever swam up to the middle of the lake because there’s a big fish inside it with a golden nath (nose ring). The story about it is also quite interesting that once the Raja and his courtiers were fishing and they were astonished to see such a big fish in a lake. Surprised by its size and beauty the Raja decided to let go of the fish and placed a big gold nath on its nose. Some people say that even after so many years whenever the fish comes near the surface they could see the golden reflection of its nath in the lake water. Similarly interesting are the stories related to the Raja. As the villagers usually get up early morning even before the sunrise. They say that they’ve heard the jingling of Raja’s horse’s anklet. My mom’s dadi would say Raja Ji is on his patrolling now. He is making sure everything is okay. It gave me Goosebumps thinking about that the Raja must have died many years ago but his soul still protects the village. Many instances of villagers encounter with the Raja has been heard during the time when the supernatural power is at its peak. One similar incident came out during the time of our most celebrated festival- Durga pooja. My Nani’s village is very famous for the Durga pooja celebration, you can feel the strong godly vibes the very week of the auspicious celebration. The Durga Mandir is decorated by the whole village, there’s a fair for ten days all around the temple. The celebration is quite big and pompous. No one in the village knows the history of the temple that when was it first made and who made it. People have strong reverence towards Devi ma. I myself have felt the strong positive vibes in that temple. So one night during the week of Durga pooja a Pujari (priest) of the temple was doing Durga saptshati path(a goddess Durga prayer). He was so engrossed in his offering that he lost the track of time. When he looked at the temple clock it was around two. He decided to go back home once it is early dawn. So he went on with his prayer in a complete flow state. After a few hours, the Pujari heard someone coming. But being in a complete flow he did not turn back and to see who is it, thinking that it must be some usual devotee. The devotee said pranam Pandit ji I want to you to give my offering to maa Durga. The pujari still facing the idol of the divine power brought his hand on one side gesturing him to put his offering in it, the devotee gave him a coin and a hibiscus flower which is said to be a favourite flower of maa kali. The Pujari took the offering in his hand and chanted the offering mantra and then asked the devotee to tell his name so that he can tell to Devi ma who has made the offering. The devotee said my name is Raja Nanyadeva. The moment the Pujari heard this name his heart skipped a beat and as he turned back, all he saw was empty space. No one was standing there.

So yes the Raja is still there. Taking care of his Praja (Subjects). The people of the village also equally love him as much as he does. The temple of Raja Ji is filled with the figurine of horses adorned with all kinds of embellishments. When I asked why so many horse idols, I was told that Raja Ji loved horses. So whoever came to visit him would offer him a horse figure.

These stories make me believe that yes magic is true and for some reason real. The mystical land of Bihar though neglected by its unlettered leaders of today is still being protected by the souls of the kings who love it all by their hearts. That is why even after being drowned in the flood every year the state is still alive.

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