*knock, knock*
Tressa looked up from her book. She had been thoroughly engrossed in her new copy of
Gardening in Indian Climates for Beginners. S
he would develop that green thumb one day and show Michael that he had not married a girl without the ability to cook.
*knock, knock*
Tressa was slightly confused. She and Michael were new to town and had not really met anyone would just come on over for a visit. Should she open the door? She had sent Michael to the store for a new bag of rice, so no one was at the house besides her.
On the other hand, she could just picture the happiness on Michael's face if he came back and found her chatting with a new friend while they both held cups of steaming tea.
*knock, knock*
"Coming!" Making up her mind, Tressa moved to the door. Opening it, she found an older gentleman.
"Hello, my dear! I noticed you and your husband had moved into the neighborhood and wanted to introduce myself. I brought cookies!" With that, he presented a tin decorated with charming deer in a lovely grassy area surrounded by woods.
Tressa hesitated. This seemed a little off, but he did seem like a sweet old man. And how could she refuse cookies?
"Of course! Come right in!" she opened the door for him to shuffle inside.
"Thank you, dearie, thank you so much," he settled into the sofa she motioned him towards, "There are not a lot of people who would be willing to spend time with a lonely old man like me."
Her heart softened. Why did she have misgivings about this situation again?
"No, I bet you are just lovely. I was just thinking that I needed to meet some people in the area. Oh, and my name is Tressa," she paused as she waited for him to give his name.
He did not share his name. "Oh, my dear, I am surprised you are not swamped with visitors already! But tell me, is your husband out?"
"Yes he is," as soon as Tressa said this, she regretted it. She should not have mentioned that she was here alone.
The old man began to chuckle. Tressa was very confused. As his chuckle grew louder and slowly morphed into an evil laugh, she realized she had made a very big mistake.
"Who are you?" she cried as light began to encircle him.
The light was blinding and then it vanished. The man was no longer a cute old man. He was blue! He had ten heads!
"I am Ravana, the lord of the demons! I am here to take you hostage!"
"What in the world??" Tressa couldn't breathe. Ravana scooped her up with the ground surrounding her and ran out the door with an evil chuckle.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: In the original story, Ravana disguises himself and meets
with Sita while Rama is away hunting the golden deer (which coincidentally made
an appearance on Ravana’s cookie tin in the above retelling of the story). Sita
let him in although the reader obviously knew it was a bad guy. This made me
wonder what it was like from Sita’s point of view for the whole situation. I
thought it was kind of a hilarious encounter when Ravana scooped up Sita and
took her away. It made me wonder what had been going on in Sita's mind during
their little "visit" and how she was probably terrified when Ravana
transformed into the ten-headed lord of the demons. So, I tried to imagine what
she was thinking with some different characters in a slightly more modern
setting to help readers relate to the shock and terror when she finally
realized what was going on in her house. Except I just kept laughing when I
thought about her seeing him with the ten heads. I hope the seriousness
and the comedic touch came through in this retelling. The original is from
R. K. Narayan's
The Ramayana: A Shortened Modern Prose Version of the
Indian Epic (2006)