From the Caves and Jungles of HindostanBlavatsky, H. P. (Helena Petrovna)
Religion
From the Caves and Jungles of Hindostan
Blavatsky, H. P. (Helena Petrovna)
Blavatsky, H. P. (Helena Petrovna), 1831-1891; India -- Description and travel; India -- Religion
The journey came to a sudden pause. We were picked up in a hasty way,
replaced on our respective seats, during which proceeding Peri's trunk
proved very active, and the journey continued. The very thought of the
five miles before us filled us with horror, but we would not give up
the excursion, and indignantly refused to be tied to our seats, as was
suggested by our Hindu companions, who could not suppress their merry
laughter.... However, I bitterly repented this display of vanity. This
unusual mode of locomotion was something incredibly fantastical, and,
at the same time, ridiculous. A horse carrying our luggage trotted
by Peri's side, and looked, from our vast elevation, no bigger than a
donkey. At every mighty step of Peri we had to be prepared for all sorts
of unexpected acrobatic feats, while jolted from one side to the
other by her swinging gait. This experience, under the scorching
sun, unavoidably induced a state of body and mind something between
sea-sickness and a delirious nightmare. As a crown to our pleasures,
when we began to ascend a tortuous little path over the stony slope of
a deep ravine, our Peri stumbled. This sudden shock caused me to lose my
balance altogether. I sat on the hinder part of the elephant's back,
in the place of honor, as it is esteemed, and, once thoroughly shaken,
rolled down like a log. No doubt, next moment I should have found myself
at the bottom of the ravine, with some more or less sad loss to my
bodily constitution, if it had not been for the wonderful dexterity and
instinct of the clever animal. Having felt that something was wrong she
twisted her tail round me, stopped instantaneously and began to kneel
down carefully. But my natural weight was too much for the thin tail
of this kind animal. Peri did not lose hold of me, but, having at last
knelt down, she moaned plaintively, though discreetly, thinking probably
that she had nearly lost her tail through being so generous. The mahout
hurried to my rescue and then examined the damaged tail of his animal.
We now witnessed a scene that clearly showed us the coarse cunning,
greediness and cowardice of a low-class Hindu, of an outcast, as they
are denominated here.
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