In a far-flung land, a time long ago, there lived a king. He called upon his counsel one day to ask how he could better the lives of his subjects. The noble Minister in all his sagacity replied-
"Sire! In the days gone by, mighty kings would hunt during the day and roam around the land at night, enquiring on the lives of their subjects."
Hearing these wise words, the king made up his mind- "Starting tomorrow I shall do as you advise."
After a day of hunting, one night the king went to visit his subjects in disguise. While walking the streets he heard voices coming from a hut. A female voice said, "Oh how I wish I was married to the King's stable boy".
On a similar note, another voice desired to be married to the royal chef and the last expressed her wish to marry the king himself!
The noble king said nothing and moved on.
The king sent his sentry to the three girls the next day, ordering them for a Royal audience. Shuddering in fear, they stood before the court. The king asked-
"What is it that you said last night?"
The three girls stammered.
The king said-
"I know what you had said. So it shall be".
The first girl was thus married to the stable boy, the next to the royal chef and the youngest was taken as the queen.
Years later, the Queen was expecting. The king made a new abode for the prince to come: studded with diamonds, gilded in gold with a roof of white marble. But the queen asked for her siblings-
"Sisters from one mother's womb,
none another if the world you comb.
Bring me my sisters Sire."
The king did as his queen asked.
The sisters came and with envious looks gazed upon the luxury and happiness their sister lived in.
Little did the queen know that her sisters had evil schemes up their sleeves. Her Majesty gave birth to a young boy- a boy like a fragment of the moon.
But they replaced the prince with a puppy and set the infant prince afloat on the river.
The king asked about his newborn; in reply the sisters showed him the puppy.
The king was silenced.
The next year the queen once again gave birth to another prince. But the envious sisters again set the prince afloat and replaced it with a kitten. The king was perplexed but once again said nothing.
The following year saw the royal household enlightened by a radiant princess. But this time the sisters showed a wooden doll to the king and floated the princess on the river.
The events of the three years created a regal scandal and a huge uproar amongst the subjects.
They hailed the queen as a witch. The king succumbed to the mass outcry and sent the queen away on exile.
Out somewhere in the kingdom, a Brahmin was taking a bath in the river when he saw an earthenware float by.
He saw the baby- a baby not like human children but created in the images of the gods. He took the child under his shelter.
A year later, another boy came floating by. He thanked the heavens up above and took the child.
In the third year, came floating a beautiful girl.
The Brahmin was childless but in three years he was blessed with two boys and a radiant girl. The pious Brahmin was forever grateful to the gods.
The Brahmin was a prosperous man. His fields were blessed with rich harvests, orchards full of ripe fruits, the Kajol-lota cow gave ample milk and now, he had his children.
He named them- Arun, Barun and Kironmala.
As the days passed by, the princes and princess grew up under the loving care of the Brahmin. When the three children came of age, one day the now ailing man bid farewell and passed away.
At this time, at the royal castle, sorrow had no bounds. The king felt cursed and ordered to prepare for a day of hunting.
But alas! As the king set out, the thunder roared, the wind blew hard and the rain fell heavily. The king took shelter under a tree.
Next day, the sun shone like never before - as if it was a season of drought. The king, beleaguered by thirst, looked out for habitants.
In the distance he saw the three siblings- Arun, Barun and Kiron. He went and asked for water from them.
Arun, Barun and Kiron brought water and gave it to him. As he drank, the king wondered how such beautiful children came to be in his Bijan land.
"We are the children of the Brahmin."
The king said,
"I am the king of this land. If ever you have any favours to ask of me, don't hesitate to visit my court. You three are always welcome."
And he left.
Kironmala asked her brothers, "What does the king have?"
Arun, Barun said, "Well, in the manuscripts, it is written that the king has elephants, horses and a royal castle."
Kiron said, "O brothers! Build a castle."
The brothers said, "Yes sister."
Finally after twelve months and thirty-six days the castle was completed. And what a castle! It had no comparison.
One day a hermit passed by and marvelled at the spectacular building.
"O Brahmin siblings of the Bijan land
Who has built this marvel with bare hands?"
Upon hearing this, Arun, Barun and Kironmala said:
"We have built this humble abode O Noble sage,
Moonlight peeks softly on us;
Sunlight, with no rage."
The Hermit said-
"Arun, Barun, Kironmala- your stunning castle
The abode would shine more so then now
What is missing, what is not, thoughts just bristle.
The rhyme of the pearl fall,
Silver tree that yields golden fruit,
Would complete the glory of this abode
Not jewels of the crown does it miss;
The three siblings exclaimed-
"Where are such silver trees;
The Golden bird of which you speak;
Where to find the fountain of pearls;
That we may seek."
"Northeast and East of North
Lies, Mayapahar- the enchanted land
Seek the golden fruit there on the diamond tree.
Where gently flows the river of pearl
Smooth, tranquil and placid
Search there for golden bird that flies free.
Mayapahar the enchanted land
Magic all around
Only to the gallant can everything be found."
With a firm conviction, Arun and Barun declared- "Sister, we shall bring all that lies in Mayapahar."
"Brother Barun, sister Kiron, you stay behind. I shall bring what the hermit speaks of from the enchanted mountains. Keep this sword; if it rusts know that I no longer live."
With that, he left.
Every morning Barun brought out the sword. Finally one day, he observed rust on the metal. With a saddened voice he told Kiron,
"O sister, brother Arun is no longer with us. Keep this arrow; if the top falls off, know that I no longer live."
When Barun reached Mayapahar, the nymphs instantly danced and sang,
"Prince! O prince! Look back. Listen to us."
And as he did, he turned into stone.
Kiron brought out the arrow the next day and saw the top had fallen off. But she did not shed tears. Kiron did her daily chores, put on the garbs of a prince and headed towards Mayapahar to rescue her two brothers.
After thirteen nights and thirty-three days she reached the enchanted mountains.
"O Prince! O Prince! Look back. Listen to us."
But Kiron was not a prince and she did not look back. The enchantment could not touch her.
And she finally reached the diamond tree with the golden
The golden bird on the tree chirped,
"You have come! Excellent. Take water from the fountain. Take the blooms, take the bow and arrow, take me and bang the gong!"
Kiron did as she was told and finally banged the gong!
The whole Mayapahar became silent. The golden bird said,
"Sprinkle water brought from the fountain."
And as she did, petrified princes of countless ages came back to life.
Returning to their abode, Arun, Barun and Kironmala fed Kajal-lata; untied her calf, patted the fawn, cleaned the courtyard and sowed the seeds of the silver tree; and planted the branch of the diamond tree.
Instantly the trees grew and pearl flowers blossomed.
They called on the golden bird and said, "Bird! Come and sit on this tree."
Wild birds came and saw the castle; wild deer came and saw the castle, how could humans not? It was as if Indra's heavenly abode had come to earth.
The news soon reached the king.
"The Children of the Brahmin did all that?" exclaimed the king.
That night the Golden Bird asked Arun, Barun and Kironmala to invite the king for dinner.
"Invite the king, but what do we feed him?"
The Bird said, "I will tell you."
Kiron said "Okay."
The king came to their castle and was awed-
"These children have done all this?" How he wished he had children like Arun. Barun and Kironmala.
When the king sat to dine, the smell of food filled the air.
As he removed the lid, the King was astonished to see gold coins instead of food.
"Arun, Barun and Kiron, is this a joke? How can one eat payesh of gold, and sweets of pearl."
The Golden Bird said, "If humans can give birth to puppies, kittens and dolls; why can't you eat gold payesh and sweets of pearls?"
The king suddenly realised the mistake he made years ago.
The bird continued, "Sire! These are your sons and daughter."
The king embraced his long lost children.
The king said:
"Arun, Barun and Kironmala- you three
Jewels of the three worlds you must be.
Filled with loss and sorrow
Life was remorseful
It seemed there was no tomorrow.
Arun, Barun, Kironmala
Today my sorrow ends,
Tomorrow is a new saga."
"Arun, Barun and Kiron, in a hut on the other side of the river, you shall find your mother. Her life is full of pain and sorrow. Bring her," said the Golden Bird.
And thus the whole family was reunited. The king ordered the execution of the evil sisters, and shifted his capital to the castle built by his children.
The King and Queen thereafter reigned for many, many years along with their children and grandchildren.
By Dakshinaranjan Mitra Majumder
Adaptation by Mannan Mashhur Zarif
Photo: Sazzad Ibne Sayed
Make-up, styling, and costume: Farzana Shakil
Arun/ Barun: Akash, Shohag