Jayshree Singh
5 min readDec 13, 2022
MYTH, MEDICINE AND ME-ZONE

Basil is a herbal shrub which is popularly in Hinduism mythology known as “Tulsi” (Hindus regard it as an earthly manifestation of the goddess Tulasi; she is regarded as the avatar of Lakshmi, and thus the consort of the God Vishnu).

In another iteration — as Vrinda (the daughter of a demon) , she is married to Jalandhara ( Jalandhar’s wife Vrinda was Lord Vishnu’s devotee. She is Pati Vrata, so till the time she was with Jalandhar, Jalandhar was safe from death. Lord Shiva could only beat him and injured him, but can’t kill him. So Lord Vishnu decided to use some tricks like he always does, we all know what he did in the Mahabharat War that took place in Kurukshetra. Lord Vishnu as Krishna used many tricks in order to save Dharma. So before this Mahadev (Lord Shiva) vs Jalandhar war, Lord Vishnu came in disguise of Jalandhar. Vrinda after completing her penance, saw Jalandhar (Lord Vishnu actually). So she applied Tilak on his forehead. She realised that this person is not Jalandhar, soon Lord Vishnu came to his original form. She was shocked. So after that, Jalandhar who was out of danger, was now really in danger and then we all know that Lord Shiva slayed him. Lord Shiva came and told heart broken Lord Vishnu, 'Please do not grieve for her. She will be reborn as Tulsi...one of the greatest medicinal plants in the world...None of your prayers shall ever be complete without worshiping you with Tulsi leaves...'

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In Bollywood films' lyrics titled “ Mey Tulsi Tere Agan Ki, koi to hey tere sajan ki” ( In Hindu myth Tulsi is a plant that is always kept in the courtyard of the house and never inside, so as to remove the obstacles from the house. The relation in the filmic-song signifies the paterneal

representation of a woman: they are showing that Divya is like a tulsi plant who will stay in the house, but outside(i.e she would never come near Sarita’s hubby/or become a member of the house, but yet will remove the obstacles from Sarita-Raj’s life) 👩‍🦰👨‍🦰👨‍🦰👨‍🦰👩‍🦰👨‍🦰

In the global sense it has its own context that it symbolises wishes” to the receiver. In Italy, a man who accepted basil from a woman was destined to marry her.

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While in layperson’s ( or children commonly) understanding it is a ‘holy leaf' that tastes so well, that one can chew as many as just like a betel foliage which is popularly wrapped in foldings consisting of a jaggery or sugar with salt and red/black pepper, entertaining the little kiddy friends with no cost but with the sweetest, kindest and courteous hospitality; alas had they had known its medicinal proportion of eating its leaves, the manner to consume it as the biggest consumers of Basil leaves; perhaps not, who will guide little tiny tots who in full carefree state run around in the garden of innocence, catch whatever the plant in their firm grip, pluck its leaves, eat it, means they chew its soft leaves, as if they to chew little broiler’s bones with their teeth until every petty thing in the mouth is chewed, then it gets slipped through their warm glottis located within their throat, so for a while they stop to chat, stop being chirpy for a while, let it go beyond glottis after savouring its sap, that gets sucked, offcourse without letting little child know how the juice of Basil herb finds its way deep down through larynx, then by way of pharynx the juicy tasty slips through food pipe goes where — knows not- definitely strengthen lungs, but ironically with its mercurial medicinal effects distorts knows not the upper ridge or the lower liners of teeth, but definitely strengthens the roots and canals of teeth — that’s the wonderful part — which kiddy games amidst nature unknowingly do not block the ways of children being groomed by little Basil shrub that joyously, immensely keeps growing especially during monsoon time amidst the popular habitat known by its Biblical name the Garden of Eden where all innocent ignorant playful kids finding Basil herb an appetiser without knowing about its mythological laurels, medicinal or common properties. 😇😇

What actually is the irony of this narrative that is leading to — have you ever heard of adults' garden parties — where all in glitter and glimmer turns up to join the ostentation of garden parties accompanied with an accomplished lifestyle, garrulous sounds of chit-chat, the solid desperate fate-ridden truths of high-value faith and promissory trust in relationships of relations. There in the garden parties during conversations if by chance an eye of an intelligentsia comes across a Basil shrub, and if by chance the person accompanied with his below ten year old kid — one can imagine what his child will do, if his eyes too falls upon the leafy elves of Basil shrub’s trap — he will jump as if he or she had not ever seen that 🌱, or he or she will be tempted to pluck and crush its leaves whatever can be held in the palm and fingers' grip or very much unknowingly will let his mouth open to succour the juice that perhaps while crushing or plucking basil leaves’ sap spreads all over his/her palm, and the fingers appear like lollypops — and this is the moment for the kid who while standing by the side of a parent appears completely immersed in a moment of pleasure to suck that lollypop finger; meanwhile for the parent (OMG — a, socialite socialist) belonging to elite intelligentsia will get sudden jerk, shock, and with frowning hysteric noise will check the kid, will get kid’s hand washed and so on and so forth would happen and all other kids and all other adults will swarm around or eavesdrop to know what’s going on!!

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Here the narrative actually points to a pinching fact — how the childhood when being in an unattended zone — finds comfort in the plants, that are also a part of a child’s fulfilling appetite mentally and physically. While the child is with an attentive escort — then often the nature with its natural products and properties — gets detached, although in guided form. Yet the myth, medicine and me-zone are only understood when one slowly and slowly advances to obtain knowledge. To quote from Ralph Waldo Emerson’s essay ' The American Scholar' - the first in time and the first in importance of the influences upon the mind is that of 🌿🍃🌿🍃nature. Nature has its own placid ways of forming notions of comfort and knowledge, love for thy human nature. Needles to say spontaneous emotions recollected in tranquility are the best sensible moments to explore more such knowledge and imagination hidden in the store of memories, in which perhaps many of us like had been around mystical Basil herbal shrub which is in its silence often seems to be blessing in a pleasant disguise to let us feel comfort in its sweet smell, taste and shade.

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for myth please check the webpage (http://hindumythologyforgennext.blogspot.com/2012/05/jalandhara-and-vrinda-story-of-tulsi.html?m=1#:~:text=Vrinda%20was%20extremely%20intelligent%20and,enormous%20amount%20of%20yogic%20powers.)

Jayshree Singh

https://medium.com/@1967jayshreesingh A prolific creative writer as a researcher and critic so credited with Publications more