Fuente: http://elementos.tv/?p=36

This is a legend of Hindu origin, long ago the god Shivá decided to establish a being beautiful and different from others, molding the most beautiful of the maidens I call Retua-Dumila, which means resplendent jewelry.

The maid exceeded her expectations, saw her work more beautiful than she imagined, very attracted to the splendid woman made the decision to take her as his wife, wanted to live with the maid for the rest of his life.

The enamored Shivá proposed marriage to the beautiful woman, the young Retua-Dumila rejected the proposal, the sovereign would not give up, called a meeting of the gods to analyze the situation and give a verdict to the proposal of marriage.

The gods gathered together analyzed the situation, listened carefully to the words of the people involved, God Shivá expounded his intentions of marriage and Retua-Dumila expounded his motives for rejection, in a fierce discussion between gods defined marriage approval.

Seeing the resolution of the Gods and knowing that his heart would never love this man, the beautiful young woman made a request.

Dear God Shiva, my heart dictates to me that it is not willing to love you, I do not want to suffer a life of misery, I just want a request, get the sacred food of delight, taste that convinces my heart to love you.

The Shivá God, very much agreed with the young maiden, he also did not want a woman who could not really love him, with his best messengers, gave clear instructions sending to seek that precious food, which would be able to guarantee happiness of their life.

The days passed, the months became years and none of his envoys returned, God Shivá, could not find the way to please the beautiful woman, she put her best effort to love the God, but her foolish heart was opposed, Every day that passed he became sadder, one morning sitting in the hangar, his sad and unhappy heart stopped beating, a beloved woman died in his arms.
God Shivá could not believe that she could not please the maid, her heart was broken with anguish, now she knew how she suffered all this time the heart of the young woman, very grieved without being able to do anything, surrender the body of her beloved, To be buried in the holy place.

The Shiva God ordered the best funeral that could exist, took place in the kingdom several consecutive days of mourning, a great celebration in honor of the beautiful Retua-Dumila, he chose the best place of the sacred ground to inhale the body of His beloved, gave the order to remain in the company of a prince of the kingdom, day and night, he would never be alone, until his own arrival where he would accompany his beloved to eternity.

Forty days and forty nights had passed since the death of the young woman, the guardian princes saw a ray of light emerge from their tomb, a few minutes later unknown plants began to sprout.

The guardians sent urgently to call to the Shiva God.
Shivá watched with amazement the exotic plants and understood, this was the sacred plant, I need the beautiful young woman to live happily and now shared with all the people of the kingdom, her eyes filled with tears, she gave thanks in silence asking forgiveness of her beloved Not having been able to please her. Then he raised his voice and said.


Fuente: http://imagenagropecuaria.com/2012/impulsan-mejoramiento-genetico-del-arroz-para-enfrentar-importacion/

This is the sacred plant we have sought for years, in it lives the spirit of Retua-Dumila, we will call it Parí which means rice, surrender its seeds to all the men of the earth, everyone who consumes it will live its happy life, It will be the sacred food that will feed your body and soul, keeping a happy and alive heart!

Fuente: http://piruja56.blogspot.com.ar/2016/10/la-leyenda-del-arroz-leyenda-hindu.html




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José Luis Fernández
Corrientes Argentina

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