Do Hindu Gods Really Have Multiple Arms?

I’m not a Hindu, but it’s a religion I really like and admire. When I stayed in Malaysia, my Hindu friends spent a lot of time explaining some of their beliefs to me, not in the sense of trying to preach or convert, but just so I could gain some appreciation for their faith and the associated iconography. I also attended the feast of Thaipusum at the Batu Caves, which was an amazing experience.

What little I know is that Hindu iconography can be enjoyed, appreciated and respected in many different ways. I think so long as you take something positive away from the imagery, most Hindus would say that’s enough. The rest is just dicussion and different slants on the same basic life lessons.

Consider the ‘multiple arms and hands’ feature. Your hands are very important, aren’t they? You use them when you work, prepare food, eat, use weapons and so on. Depicting a God as having more arms and hands than mere mortals is a fairly simple, nifty way of conveying that he can do more than we can, isn’t it? It’s also very striking and aesthetically satisfying. It may not be much use as an anatomy lesson for deities, but it’s a great way to say ‘He’s more powerful than we are, and can surpass us in every way’.

What about the blue skin? Well, since no mortal person has blue skin, you can see it as a way of saying, ‘The gods resemble us in some ways, but are completely distinct in other ways’. The cobra venom angle adds to this - ‘Look, something that kills ordinary mortals makes no difference to this God’.

Modern Hollywood suggests that the X-Men can do more than we can using millions of dollars’ worth of special effects. Hindu artists and sculptors from centuries ago didn’t have that option, but they could convey the same ideas using strong visual metaphors such as ‘multiple arms’ and ‘blue skin’.

It is said that when Krishna was a child, He conquered the great Kaliya Naag, under water, and the snake bit Him, and thus His skin turned blue. After He conquered him, He danced on his head.

The conquest.

The dance.

And apparently they came up with the whole ‘guy must keep his eyes covered for fear of destroying everything he looks at’-thing first.

I’m joining the party to add to the confusion.

The version of the story that I heard from my grandmother (and this is the only way to hear stories properly) was that the Devas (the lesser gods, if you like) were on the hunt for Amrita, the nectar of immortality. This was known to lie at the bottom of the celestial ocean, so they decided to churn the ocean, using an enormous mountain as the churn, and the king of the serpents as a rope. They discovered that they couldn’t quite muster up the manpower to do it themselves, so they asked the Asuras, or demons, to come along and be jolly good chaps and lend a hand, privately making sure that the Asuras had no chance of getting any Amrita when it did turn up.

After much churning (the mountain sank, so they had to go to Vishnu and yell for help; he turned himself into a giant tortoise and supported the mountain, one of his twelve avatars) things started to happen. The ocean produced many, many goodies, including, but not limited to

[ul]
[li]The most precious gem in the universe[/li][li]Several Apsaras, celestial maidens of divine beauty and voluptuousness[/li][li]Surabhi, the wish-granting divine cow[/li][li]And many others…[/li][/ul]

Then, however, the ocean coughed up a vile poison in the form of a gas that spread through all the worlds, suffocating Devas and Asuras alike. Once again they ran to Vishnu for help, who advised them to go to Brahma, who passed the buck to Shiva. Shiva opened his eyes from meditation and swallowed the poison, but Parvati, his wife, afraid of what would happen to him if he swallowed it, held his throat so he couldn’t gulp it down. The poison settled in his throat and gave him the name Nilakantha, the blue-throated one.

Oh, and yes, the Devas and Asuras went back to churning, and the Amrita was finally found. After some argy-bargy and cheating, the Devas made sure they had all of it, and were about to drink it when the Asuras roared up and grabbed it. The Devas went to Vishnu for help (seeing a pattern here?) and he took the form of Mohini, the most beautiful woman in the world, and with his feminine charms distracted the Asuras long enough for the Devas to grab and swig the Amrita. They then defeated the Asuras (not hard, seeing as they had just become immortal) and lived Happily Ever After. The End.