Long ago there was a city that was located near the Indus River. It was called Mohenjo-daro. It was a densely populated and lively city. They were always the first to start the trends. They were the most advanced for their time. The GreatBath
It was only natural that they create a bath. Not the same bath tub you’re thinking though. This bath was the size of a swimming pool and roughly nine feet deep. It was a hit. Everyone loved it. Except King Rajan. The king did not know how to swim and was not ready to learn how. He was stubborn and persistent. The people love their king, but they also love their bath. They encouraged him to try it, but he would not budge.
Meanwhile, the water spirit the town worshipped, Madeesh, was growing very angry. How could the king not like the bath he had given the people? The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He decided to go to King Rajan in a dream to trick him into going into the pool. So Madeesh worked all day concocting the dream he would present to the king.
That night, King Rajan had the most fantastic dream where he spoke with the water god, Madeesh. Madeesh told him that if he was to go in the water he would float and not worry about drowning. For as everyone knew, Kings did not drown. Or so the spirit said. Now the king did not want to disobey the god, so the next day, he made a public announcement that he would enter the bath because Madeesh had instructed him to do so.
With the whole city watching, the king did a belly flop into the water. At first everyone cheered, but as the minutes ticked by and the king did not emerge, whispers started to pass through the crowd. Surely they could not have lost their king. Who would restore order to their city? What would happen to them? And most of all, What of the King?
A mist suddenly appeared above the bath. Slowly, a shape started to take form. It spoke to the crowd, “I am Madeesh. I am the water god who gave you this bath. Your king is the first example of what happens when you do not respect a god. You won’t need to worry about him anymore.” He finished with a mischievous grin. Then, as suddenly as he disappeared, he transformed into a miniature statue of himself and plopped into the pool.
The people were disturbed and frightened by what Madeesh had said. They quickly left the bath. Many of them packed their bags and left as soon as they could. When the water god checked to see them, he found only half of the people left. He was enraged! How could they all leave him? He was so good to them and even took special measure for their beloved king. Madeesh swept up all the water from the bath and used it to flood the remaining people. They were carried away on a wave never to be heard of again. All that was left was their city and the remains of their precious bath. And of course, there was still the statue of Madeeshwho had condemned them all.