Even as Baki had hid himself in the pillar, a huge ogre came into the place. The ogre asked the beautiful young woman to bring him food.
After his meals, the ogre played the guitar.
Strangely, the pillars in the place started dancing to the music played by the ogre.
All except the pillar where Baki had been hidden.
No matter how much guitar the ogre played, that single pillar did not move.
The ogre was furious. He picked up a hammer to destroy that particular pillar.
However the beautiful young woman begged the ogre not to do anything. “The pillar is right in the centre and largest of all of them. Probably, this pillar does not want to dance because it wants to set itself different from the others. I am sure that tomorrow things will go back to normal.”
The ogre grudgingly let the woman convince himself not to harm the pillar.
Soon after the ogre left the palace.
After that Baki came out of the pillar.
“How can one destroy that ogre?” Baki asked the woman immediately.
“There is no use in hurting his body. If you wish to harm him you have to destroy the thing to which the ogre’s spirit is bound to.”
“To what is the ogre’s spirit tied to?” Baki was confused.
“To a special green parrot which the ogre keeps hidden from humans.” The woman told Baki.
Adapted from Tibetan Folktales
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