Right now the data I have makes me bold enough to assertively state that most probably India alone could be the country where there are temples in which siblings are prayed to as gods. Let me give you an example or two. The best one, of course, would be the Jagganath Puri Temple.
Down South, the Murugan/Kumar Swamy temples would surely share the Kartikeya/Gajanana idols, I suppose. Well, I do know that the Egyptian and Latin-American places of worship may belie my claim, and there could be temples there wherein siblings are the deities. Though I would be happy to locate such details, right now I do not have any corroborating data.
Indeed, I would be eager to find out many more such temples because the sibling bond is unique, too. However farther, and further, we may roam away from each other, even go astray, the umbilical cord that we share seems to be a bind that forever loops us together. Siblings have an instinctual understanding of each other that like a mirror reflection comes back to us.
Well, every second shared during the first fifteen formative years is sure to leave an indelible stamp, right? The mould remains the same even when minor details and vivid colours may differ, so to say.
Can we not locate the Hussein strokes whether he draws a zippy foal or a magnificent Madhuri? Siblings, too, are creations of the same atelier, dubbed in the same colour, etched with the same strokes.
Well, we can even locate people as per the hometown, right? Hence the very many jokes about Pune cranks, right? Given such an innate bonding one instinctually shares, one worries quite a lot if the big sis or the kid bro behaves even a little out of character.
Yes, blood relations are the given of life, and later we may form definitive relationships out of choice. Sure enough, and fair enough. And, yet none can guess our hidden selves, our moods, our tensions, our worries, our inner selves the way a sibling can. Hence the Celebration of Indian temples that venerate a bond that defines us, even when we may try to defy it. Long live sibling affinity!
Pratima@ siblings: a kaleidoscope on to both childhood and selfhood
Post scriptum: Oh, yes, is there a temple dedicated to the foursome, the Dyaneshwara siblings?
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