Saturday, April 4, 2009

On the island, the ancient god

Moheshkhali Island in Arakan called Mahazou. Mahazou - this is NAT, dobuddiyskoe deity-conservator. A Rohingya NATOV there are 33, but the Burmese - 37. Mahazou regarded as the patron of Arakan kings. Perhaps they somehow provoked the Natal and he refused to protect the rulers. However, god does not leave the island, Rohingya. They remain faithful to Buddhism, its culture and customs, that is not easy as the first in the alien environment.

A Rohingya, as well as the Burmese, Buddhism is organically combined with the worship of local deities Natama. Rector island monastery explained to me that the Buddhist faith is more in the future, subsequent births, and Natama pray to acquire well-being in this life. In Arakan pantheon included some of the gods of Hinduism. Popular, for example, Saraswati - the goddess of wisdom and knowledge, particularly authoritative in students. At the highest hill of the island is a Hindu shrine - the temple of Adinath, dedicated to goddess Durga. Marble sculpture of the goddess like a little doll. Saddened me to state an old pagoda on top of one of the highest hills. Her body ziyaet failure. It turns out that criminals have tried to discover the treasures inside the pagoda. Shrine is not able to protect the four stone lions standing on their corners. Type they are not formidable, and the open mouth seems to be toothless.

Very chirk me girl-arakanki with densely spread tanakhoy face. As Staiki birds, влетели them in a monastery, where I talked with the rector. Especially nice was the one with a sun drawn on the cheeks. Napudrivanie tanakhoy than purely cosmetic and has a magical significance. She would like to protect against evil influences. In general, the Rohingya are very magic. In the body, even Buddhist monks bear tattoo. First of all, it is miraculous squares "information" and "Ain". Even among Rohingya are unhappy, but odd, especially 3, 5, 7 and 9 - bring good luck. But back to the monastery.

Solntselikaya Beauty was very shy and did not want to call your name. Help out friends. They are vying cried: "Hey Hey Khayn! Khayn Hey Hey!

In the monastery is a school board with Burmese letters. In the Buddhist monastery of Burmese children learn the language to read the holy book. Arakan is actually speaking the language as spoken. Thanks monastery education, almost all Rohingya literate.

My mood improved even more after lunch monastery. Meal consisted of marine delicacies. What just was not there: mussels, trepangi, squids. And refreshing coconut juice. Nowhere, I did not drink this delicious coconut juice, as the island Mahazou.

On the way back from the island to get a seafood import. Berthed boats and all kinds of pandemonium sudenyshek. It seems that holds them to the edges covered with silver. Part of a rich harvest has already been discharged under the canopies. Entire slides rays. Dozens of small sharks. What a horrendously long fish, a bit like a snake. A shark-hammer? Instead, she heads oblong bar at the end of which - the eyes, the blue by the way, under the color of sea water in a sunny day. Huge impressive and endless shelly Bazar on the shore of the bay. If the fishing port are represented by the inhabitants of oceanic depths, it is their home. A variety of shells just endlessly. These are noble and white hold sacred. They are used during religious ceremonies and Buddhists and Hindus. Skilful musician extracts of charming sounds. And those pink shells in size and shape similar to the helmets of knights. Many figures, skillfully collected from shells of different. Hilarious funny mermaid. All this makes Rohingya-Buddhists. After all, as Muslims are not with their hands to produce an image, the more people. Lots of souvenirs brought from Myanmar, including pearls and three colors: white, pink and black. There are also mothers and sinks, was nurtured by a miracle. Especially unusual black rather than black and dark purple.

Just a series of trade pleschetsya sea. It is very soft here. At the stretching tens of kilometers cay. The sand is clean. At the bottom is not even small pebbles. Sometimes only the nail on the waves to the shore the sea star, living stars. I picked up their relationship and away to sea. It is gratifying to manumit star.

And over the Gulf at this time as the red banner of rage tropical sunset. Okay, I made a good case: given the life of a living substance. Perhaps, as Buddhism teaches, thus I have a sub-karma.

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