History
Khajuraho
invokes the mind, Fires the
imagination.
Hundreds of miles from civilization, deep
in
the hinterlands of central India where the tiger still
has
its own domain and where the depths of the forests
hold
their own secrets are a small clearing. Here: a village,
modest
by any standards; a tank, ambitiously called a
lake;
groups of ancient temples, some in ruins.
For
most people, Khajuraho continues to remain an
enigma,
a quest in the arena of world art.
What
is the significance of its temples? What pattern
did
they fit into in the ancient past, and why were
temples
used as an art gallery? If there existed a kingdom
here,
where are the remains of grand mansions and
grander
palaces? Why is it that only temples have been
discovered?
Were these temples religious in nature? If
so,
how does one justify the presence of some of the
most
graphic representations of sexual scenes the
world
has ever known? Art historians have tried for
years
to seek a solution to the mystery of Khajuraho,
but
all attempts to do so must eventually be reduced
to
conjecture, for there are no records to reveal the
purpose
for the building of these temples. Perhaps we
will
never know; that is certain. However,
Khajuraho
will continue to draw homage from
travellers
and art lovers, as it has done ever since its revival.
An
Ancient Past
Ancient
dynasties are often covered in a veil of
mystery,
largely because written records are rare and,
as
is often the case in India, myth and legend weave
their
way over time into the history of their origin and
their
reign. And when the dynasty leaves a legacy as
contradictory
as the Khajuraho temples, with their mix
of
the religious and the sensuous, the web is woven of
brighter
threads, the accompanying legends more colourful.
Khajuraho
or 'Khajur-vahika' (bearer of date palms),
also
known as 'Khajjurpura' in ancient times, evidently
derives
its name from the golden date palms (khajur)
that
adorned its city gates and, if the different legendary
versions
are to be believed, it owes its existence to an
enchanting
maiden named Hemvati.
According
to the account of the medieval court poet,
Chandbardai,
in the Mahoba-khand of his Prithviraj
Raso,
Hemvati was the beautiful daughter of Hemraj,
the
royal priest of Kashi (Varanasi). One summer
night,
while she was bathing in the sparkling waters of
a
lotus-filled pond, the Moon god was so awestruck
by
her beauty that he descended to earth in human
form
and ravished her. The distressed Hemvati, who
was
unfortunately a child widow, threatened to curse
the
god for ruining her life and reputation. To make
amends
for his folly the Moon god promised that she
would
become the mother of a valiant son. 'Take him
to
Khajjurpura', he is believed to have said. 'He will be
a
great king and build numerous temples surrounded
by
lakes and gardens. He will also perform a yagya
(religious
ceremony) through which your sin will be
washed
away.' Following his instructions, Hemvati left
her
home to give birth to her son in a tiny village. The
child,
Chandravarman, was as lustrous as his father,
brave
and strong. By the time he was 16 years old he
could
kill tigers or lions with his bare hands.
Delighted
by his feats, Hemvati invoked the Moon
god,
who presented their son with a touchstone which
could
turn iron into gold, and installed him as king at Khajuraho.
Chandravarman
achieved a series of brilliant victories
and
built a mighty fortress at Kalinjar. At his mother's
request
he began the building of 85 glorious temples
with
lakes and gardens at Khajuraho and performed
the
bhandya-yagya which expunged her of her guilt.
A
variation of the same legend introduces Hemvati as
the
widowed daughter of Mani Ram, the royal priest of
Kalinjar.
As a result of a mistake in his calculations the
priest
informed his king that a particular night was
Puranmasi
(full moon night) and not the dark night
that
it actually turned out to be. In her concern for her
father's
reputation the beautiful Hemvati prayed to the
Moon
god, who was gracious enough to uphold the
word
of the priest but, inreturn for his favour,
ravished
the daughter. The grieving father was so
shame-stricken
that he cursed himself and turned into
a
stone, which was later worshipped by the Chandelas
as
Maniya Dev. Hemvati gave birth to a son, the sage
Chandrateya,
who was later at the helm of the Chandela clan.
Historically
speaking, the area and aura around Khajuraho has
always
been renowned for its cultural achievements.

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