A Flowing Stream...
{Warning! Beware! info dump!}
Prakriti's P.O.V,
Time...
What is it?
Have you ever wondered about it? Have you ever tried to find it's origin?
Some of you might...
Some didn't...
That's just how Humanity is...
Let me explain,
Time is motion...
Yes, motion. Since the birth of the Universe, everything within me (Prakriti) is moving at a certain speed towards the boundaries of reality. Where, only nothingness exists...
At the same time, Everything is woven together by threads of invisible forces of nature, Attracting everyone to merge into a single entity.
In spite of complicated movements in different direction, this motion has only one goal i.e. to reach the end.
Using this ideology, by stopping the time, we meant to stop the inherent motion of everything inside Humans or other beings/things i.e. The cells, the Atoms, the Subatomic particles, the Flow of energy etc.
Only by doing this, we can truly stop time. As for returning back to the past by traveling in or exceeding the speed of light? It's a wishful dream of some netizens.
Suppose, even if you do achieve that speed and successfully return to the past, all you will find will be an empty space as the world (How Scientist usually defines) was at your previous present.
After doing all that intensive research, the only thing you will get is emptiness, detached from your present, you are nothing...
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Back to the Story,
After naming Karna and Aarav, Devi Ganga let the couple return to their humble abode, with joy.
After returning, Adhiratha and Radha first feed Aarav and Karna respectively.
[Note: I am neglecting the motherly love of Devi Radha towards Karna as described by Maharishi Ved Vyasa, where milk flowed from Devi Radha to feed the hungry Karna. It will be described in the later story or side-stories. Therefore, don't be mad at me. Okay? /-\]
Next day, The couple preached to the Surya Dev and Devi Ganga before informing their relatives and friends about the adoption of their two children, Karna and Aarav.
Then, Adhiratha hosted each and every genuine birth ritual required for Karna and Aarav under the guidance of the great Brahmins of the Kingdom of Anga.
Under the radiance of the Sun, he adopted Karna as his father while Radha completed the rituals with pure water of Devi Ganga, making four of them, Karna and Aarav's parents.
Then, the couple celebrated their happiness with the whole capital of the Kingdom of Anga, They sent sweets to their friends far from Anga (The Capital of Kingdom of Anga) and provided meals for most poor peoples.
[Note: Adhiratha was not a poor charioteer. He was quite rich considering he was a part Kshatriya & Brahmin, the younger child of previous King of Anga, Satkarma and the Brother in Law of current king of Ayodhya. He became a Suta due to his work/profession as a Charioteer.]
After celebrating and getting blessings from their parents, the couple cared for their children deeply. Neither of them bothered about the fact, Aarav is a dove or Karna is of divine birth, they loved them deeply and equally for they are their worlds!
Their day began under the laughter and joyful chirping of Karna and Aarav, following which, Adiratha and family preached the Sun and Devi Ganga. Later, the family has breakfast before Adiratha leaves for work, leaving the trio of Radha, Karna and Aarav at home.
Despite being reborn, Karna didn't hate to be treated like a child, rather he liked it very much. Throwing all the worry for future him, he played like a naïve child with his new brother and her lovely mother with the addition of some love & care of Devi Ganga here and there.
When Adiratha returned from his work, in the evening, he was always greeted by the wide smiles on his wife and their little boys, eliminating his fatigue due to work, providing a great period of bliss to the family of four.
Away from the possible chaos of Future...
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Just like that, Eight years passed,
In these years, many great things have taken place.
Some of the prominent one's were:
-Prince Pandu was married to Kunti, the adoptive daughter of Kuntibhoja and the daughter of Shurasena (father of Vasudeva Anakadundubhi and grandfather of Krishna). His second wife was the princess of the Madra kingdom Madri.
Unfortunately, before he could be crowned as the next king of Hastinapur, he was cursed by a Sage to die whenever he tried to touch either of his wives with the intention of making love. It was because he killed the Sage's wife when they were making love (spiritual kind) in the form of Deer.
Regretful of his actions and his inability of producing a heir for the kingdom, he left the royal palace and went into the forest to do penance for his sin. Both of his wives left with him, leaving the political circle of Hastinapur.
-Second event is related to the previous one. Due to the abdication of Pandu, Hastinapur was left with no choice but to crown Prince Dhritarashtra born to Devi Ambika.
According to Principles, Dhritarashtra as the elder sibling of Pandu was the rightful successor of Hastinapur. It was... due to his inability to see, he was crowned as Hastinapur was left with no choice.
Even though, neither his valor nor his wisdom is less than Pandu, he was not considered equal to Pandu due to his blindness.
-Lastly, Kansa-the infamous ruler of Mathura had imprisoned his dear sister Devaki and brother-in-law Vasudeva on the day of their marriage, in fear of the Akashwani (Oracle) informing him about the birth of his killer. Who will be his ninth nephew from the very sister he loved dearly!
Therefore, he had already killed five of his nephews and was on his way to accumulate more and more bad karma!
Niyati is moving...
Everything is slowly coming into place...
Lord Narayana is about to incarnate...
So, I'm also curious about the new Niyati written by the little eight year old child with a symbol of the rising Sun on his forehead, sitting beside the riverside of The Ganges, gazing at the flowing stream...
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Extra: The Hunger! (2)
[Note: It is a super short skit.]
[Note: Skip it if you like. It's just fun, unrelated to the plot or story.]
[P.S: Thanks for the support! This work has collected 100 PS this week!]
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On Monday of the third week,
The scholar arrived at the center of the village as usual and sat on his chair.
Just before the second hand of the clock reached Six O' clock, All the elderly, young and middle-aged villagers arrived at the center and surrounded the Scholar.
Having used to this, The Scholar started telling them the stories of the chivalric youth plunged into the state of misery due to his past karma...
Clap-Clap!
After half-an hour, The Scholar finished his five thousand words long chapter with an exhausted expression.
However, the smile and joy on the faces of young and old, filled him with newfound passion to write more.
With this resolve he wanted to return to his hut But, a group of young girls gently held his hands and said coquettishly, "One more please! ^^"
The Scholar agreed to their request as he had an extra chapter for them. Furthermore, the villager presented him with juice of various fruits. Hence, he started another session of story telling.
After that day, Whenever he finished his chapter, those group of girls, sometimes boys or even their mother's seduced the Scholar into gradually increasing his session.
Unknowingly, From the initial 1 chapter, It reached to an astonishing ten chapters in just nine days! Every day he had to write till his hands hurt and read it aloud till his throat dried. The session has stretched to five hours.
Although, it was very tiring for him, The scholar kept writing for the happiness of the villagers.
However, one day, a group of young maidens surrounded him and pleaded for a new chapter.
Having reached his limit, He exhaustingly replied, "Ah, Sorry dears. It's my limit."
Saying that, He returned to his home, unaware of the cold smiles on the faces of the villagers!
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Next morning,
Ting-Ting!
"Mister, have you finished writing?"
The doorbell rang followed by these words.
"Who's there?"
The exhausted Scholar went to open the door but couldn't find anyone. As the time reached six in the evening, This sound was heard hundred on times!
Driving the Scholar mad!
As he arrived at the summit, he complained to the crowd to stop the children from shouting on his door.
After getting affirmation from the adults, he resumed his story telling.
But,
Next day,
Ting!
"Mister, have you finished writing?"
This voice was heard again till six in the evening.
After complaining for five consecutive days, The Scholar decided to not visit the village for some days.
His action brought peace to his house for the next three days.
Until...